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Astronomy: Open
Care of Magical Creatures: Open
Charms: Open
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Defence Against the Dark Arts: Hope Melwasul
Divination: Open
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Potions: Mason Dahl
Transfiguration: Chet Owens

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[Hope Melwasul]

Name: Hope Melwasul
Username: hopemelwasul
House: Griffindor
Year: n/a
Class Desired: Defense Against the Dark Arts
Other jobs you are moderator of: Head of Griffindor House

Extremely High Quality Sample Lesson: Hope walked into the new classroom, looking around. She frowned. She think too much about the decorations. She decided that she’d take care of that before tomorrow, but for today it’d do. She glanced at her watch. She had about thirty minutes before the class would start. She set the suitcase containing the boggart on her desk. She was glad her first lesson was with third years; first years were a bit of a headache first thing in the morning. She carefully organized her things on her desk and looked over the roll. She decided to allow the students to sit wherever they pleased unless it became a problem.
A few minutes later, the class was full of third year students. She smiled at them. “Welcome to your first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. My name is Hope Melwasúl and I am your teacher,” she said. “Please take out your wands, as today’s lesson will be practical.” Hope repressed a smirk at the excited looks on the kids’ faces.
“First, let me give you a little background information. Today, we will be learning about the Boggart, which is a rather detestable creature. Now a boggart is a creature that no one really knows what it truly looks like because whenever a person encounters it, it shifts into the thing that a person fears the most. For instance, if I were to run into a boggart, it'd likely turn into an Acrumentala,” Hope had to repress a shudder, “which is a very dangerous, very large spider. You certainly wouldn't want to run into one of those in a dark alley.” Again, she had to make a conscious effort not to shudder. She really detested spiders.
“Moving on, there is a pretty simple charm one can use to counter a boggart. The incantation is ‘riddikulus’, but the thing that truly finishes a boggart is laughter. The object of the charm is to force the boggart into a form that you find truly hilarious. I want us all to practice the saying the incantation—without wands. Say it with me, riddikulus. Good.” She smiled at them again.
“We are at an advantage, though. This is because there are so many of us and we could very well confuse the boggart, which is a very good thing.” She paused.
“Okay, I want y’all to stand up and move to the side of the room so I can move the desks out of the way.” The class quickly obliged and she waved her wand, making the desks fly into a neat pile in a corner. “ Form a line, please…be nice; it doesn’t matter who’s first in line. Thank you. I’ll go first, so I want you to back up, please…thank you.” Hope faced the front of the classroom, where a small suitcase rattled ominously. She smiled slightly and waved her wand, making the suitcase fly open, revealing a vast, ten-foot tall spider. She shuddered slightly for a moment, then raised her wand, pointing it at the spider.
“Riddikulus!” the spider’s legs turned into chopsticks, which collapsed under its weight. Hope let out a small chuckle as it flailed uselessly.
“Next!” she ordered, moving out of the way. “I’m right here if any of you need me to take care of it for you, but I’d really rather not. I’m not here to hold your hand and walk you through it; I’m here to prepare you for the world at large. Take a deep breath, relax, concentrate on your goal. Be brave, be strong.”
Hope watched as the students all took on the boggart. She was proud that none of them required her assistance. At the end of the class, she destroyed the boggart, which exploded into a wisp of smoke.
“Okay, homework: I want you all to do some research on the boggart and write me a short essay, oh about 200 words at least, about the boggart and how to destroy it. If you have any questions, or need any help, just ask me.” Hope looked at her watch. “Dismissed. I want that essay before you walk in the door for the next lesson!” Hope smiled again as they left the classroom, talking about the lesson.

[Britta]

I think it needs to be longer hope... Sorry, I want to see what you can really do...

[Mason Dahl]

Name: Mason Dahl
Username:masonmichaeldahl
House: Slytherin
Year: Head Of House
Class Desired?:Potions
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Extremely High Quality Sample Lesson:

Despite its new location in the former ancient runes classroom, the potions classroom still manages to retain its musty, creepy, atmosphere, perhaps due to flickering candlelight which bounces off the walls from the sconces. The windows are closed and the room is dim and chilly.

The main floor of the classroom is filled with large work tables, each accompanied by two stools. Each seat in the class has a stand suitable for a standard cauldron and a small bunsen burner for a fire source beneath it.

The walls of the room are lined with shelves, laden with jars of every shape and size. The entire room is fastidiously neat, and all the jars have been organized according to size and shape. Each have uniform, detailed parchment-coloured labels describing their contents.

Most of the jars appear to be filled with innocous liquids or plant materials. However, many of the jars house more insidious ingredients: there is one jar that appears to be filled with bloated pickled toads, another stores fat eyeballs from an unknown mammal, and still others seem to contain the visceral organs of animals - spleens, newt tails, a whole jar filled with tiny black beetle eyes, and wriggling, fat flobberworms. There is one jar that appears to hold some sort of severed hand,suspended in gelatinous fluid as though it is waving to the class.

Black marble shelves alone the perimeter of the classroom hold a host of common lab equipment: stills, crucibles, mortars and pestles, an open jar filled with glass and wooden stirring rods, empty phials and corks, knives, evaporating dishes- everything a young potion maker may need is on hand. There is also a fairly large collection of ancient books on potion making at the back of the class.

At the front of the class, there is a chalkboard, a lectern, and a large locked cabinet which houses the more dangerous potion-making supplies and brewed potions. There is also a shelf lined with cauldrons that are steaming and bubbling, brewing whatever the professor is working on.

Welcome to potions class. The chalkboard reads simply:

Please take a seat, take out your texts and prepare to take notes. The professor will be with you momentarily.

Mason walked in, looking at his class. A fair few students, he smiled as he walked to the front of the classroom. They were all new faces to him, as they were all first years. He loved the beginning of the year, everything was always new.

"Welcome to Potions, I hope that you all have come prepared with all the necessary materials. I hope you didn't leave your Wolfs bane at home." He said this with a laugh, "I'm just kidding but welcome. Today we will be learning about how necessary it is for you to be careful in this class. The nurse will be present because I will be demonstrating the minor things that can go wrong, and some of the major things that can." He looked at the class as he paced back in forth, tapping on the board with his wand making new words appear.

Saftey in the Potions Lab:

• When making a potion, wear saftey gear. No matter how ridiculous it looks.
  
• Listen to every rule, even the minor ones. Or points might disappear.
  
• Do not run with anything in your hands, and do not engage in horseplay ever.
  

There were only three major rules, he didn't want to be seen as the really strict teacher who didn't want to have any fun. He loved having fun.

"Alright, now please be seated before I start the demonstrations." He watched everyone get seated, and some of them looking as if they thought they shouldn't have to. "Alright first I will show you what running with any object in your hand can turn out like. But I will be showing you it with something that can burn your skin off." He poured some of the liquid in a glass and started to run around the room, acting like a first year. But suddenly he miss stepped and he ran into a empty desk falling over. Getting covered in the liquid, his skin already quivering. The nurse was already at his side, wand in hand... But he passed out from the pain.

[[Ending wasn't my best. But my hands are hurting. HAHA. Normally I will have this already pre-typed, that way I'm spending more time do other things than typing.]]

[Britta]

Accepted you may now start your potions class if you want to!!

[Chet Owens]

Name:Chet Owens
House:Slytherin
Class Desired?:Transfiguration
Other jobs you are moderator of:N/A
Why you would like to teach this class: Transfiguration was always my favorite in the books/movies and I'll probably end up learning a thing or two while teaching.
Why you would be fit to teach this class: Well, I have a way with people (Not sure?)

Extremely High Quality Sample Lesson:

Chet entered his new classroom, 15 minutes early to prepare for his first class of Transfiguration. The room was bright from all of the sunlight let in from the huge windows behind the professors podium. The entire room gave off a cold feeling because of the lack of decor and the entire room was stone.

Along the walls were old bookcases full of odds and ends from the previous teacher. A few students started to enter the classroom. They seemed a bit hesitant, but they continued and started to take a seat, starting in the back. Finally the room was full of life when all the students had arrived.

"Ahem" Chet coughed to get their attention. The room suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were on him. "Welcome to Transfiguration 101, I'm Professor Chet Owens. I'll be handing out your 'Big Book 'O Transfiguration' out to each of you before the end of class, and I'd like to see them kept in decent condition. Now on to the exciting part." Chet pointed his wand to one of the students desks and it quickly turned into a large pig. The student's mouth was wide open in awe, and all of the other students were squealing in excitement. Chet quickly transfigured the pig back to the desk. "As you all can see, Transfiguration is very exciting and can be a lot of fun, but it can have its consequences. Now before you all get too settled in, I would like to let you all now that Transfiguration is no joke and that you must have determination, imagination, self-discipline, and raw magic power. Horseplay can not be and will not be tolerated in this room, for if there is an accidental disaster pertaining a student and magic, sometimes it is irreversible. So anyone who can not follow my few rules may excuse themselves now." he said sternly scanning the room for anyone brave enough to leave.

Chet stood and walked to his podium, cleared his throat in preparation for the lesson. "Before we actually deal with the magic, we must understand where and what transfiguration actually is. Transfiguration comes from the Latin trans, meaning "across", and figura, meaning "shape", which as you can put together practically means changing shape. Transfiguration and Charms are two split branches of magic, they both deal with the changing of traits of an object, but are very different within that. For instance, a charm can make a person laugh, dance, make them breathe under water, but is only temporary. While transfiguration can actually completely change the intended object, turning it into a completely different object. There are three main branches that come from transfiguration- Animagi - Biotic transfiguration - Abiotic transfiguration. Animagi, the most difficult, consists of the transforming of humans. Abiotic, usually the easiest, consists of inanimate objects, ex. A button transformed to a rock. Lastly, biotic, which consists of transforming living beings, such as plants or animals." he said trying to sound interesting.

"This all sounds fine and dandy is what you're probably thinking, but there are rules and regulations that go along with transfiguration. Some of you may have heard of Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration, if not it is a law of wizarding physics which states what powers magic has to create or destroy matter. There are five Principal Exceptions to Gamp's Law; some are food and love. Food may be multiplied once a real food object is actually in hand, but cannot be created from nothing. Love cannot be created; it can only be imitated through a Love Potion or the Imperius Curse, in which case it resembles an obsessive infatuation. Life does not seem to be an exception, as birds can be created using the spell Avis, and flowers with Orchideous. Gold can be created through use of the Philosopher's Stone. Leprechauns may create objects that look like gold or money, but which will, in time, change back to dead leaves or dirt; it is merely an illusion or transfiguration." he said noticing he was losing the interest of some of the students.

Chet closed his book on his podium with a loud crack, which startled a few students who seemed to be in a daze. "The part you all hate the most... Homework. I will write it on the board for you.
1) Briefly explain Transfiguration in your own words.
2) Name any experiences you've had with Transfiguration. (Don't worry if you haven't had any yet.)
3) Name a few terms that you already know pertaining to Transfiguration, If you know none, please look a few up in your 'Book 'o Transfiguration'."

''That will be due next class. Also next class we'll be stirring up the always fun 'The History of Transfiguration'."

Chet walked back to his desk, sat down, and took a deep breath of relaxation because it was finally over and he didn't need to be nervous anymore.

[Britta]

accepted and will update!

[Jean-Alyston]

i cant do a high quality lession for signin' up ta be a teacher so i'll jus' be head o' a Club.

Club Desired: Dumbledore's Army an' Writin' Club.
Name: Jean-Alyston Court
Username: jean
House: Griffindore
Year: 3
Other jobs you are moderator of: None