Professor Kijewski

June 18, 2006 12:51 AM
Kiva Kijewski ahs been the Care of Magical Creatures Professor for the last two years. Her first year as a teacher had been rather draining on Kiva. Her very first lesson hadn’t gone over very well considering what she had taught to them wasn’t anything very enjoyable. And her second lesson was a disaster because of the dust storm that hit halfway through the class. That storm nearly killed two of their students simply because they hadn’t listened to her instructions. Luckily, her second year had gone loads better.

Now in her third year of teaching, Kiva was prepared for just about anything. Her summer had been anything but relaxing and she really wanted a break when it came to teaching. Her father’s health was slowly declining and he had been in and out of the hospital all summer long. Her mother was distraught with worry and relied heavily on Kiva’s help and support. What little time Kiva had to herself, she was here at Sonora taking care of the animals or working on her lessons. She was almost grateful for the new year to start.

This year, Kiva had decided to combine her classes to save time and so that the creatures didn’t get worn out too soon. She stood in her designated clearing in the gardens and watched as her first and second year students approached. She wore a pair of khaki shorts and a sleeveless tee. Her most comfortable pair of sandals decorated her feet. Her skin was a golden tan; a clear sign that she spent much of her time outdoors. Her usual curly brown hair was pulled back by two barrettes on either side of her head.

“Good morning, Everyone!” Kiva greeted them with a smile. “Welcome to Care of Magical Creatures. For those of you who don’t know me, I am Professor Kijewski. However, most people just call me Professor K.” Kiva introduced herself. The crate directly behind her made a soft whining sound, but Kiva ignored it. “This class is less formal than your other classes. The only rule I have is to not talk while I or one of your peers are talking. Other than that, feel free to get as comfortable as you’d like. Now, today I would like you all to study these-” Kiva turned and opened the crate. She pulled out what looked to be a Jack Russell Terrier. “Everyone please take out some parchment and a writing utensil.” She waited until everyone had their materials out before continuing. “This here is Rutter, a crup. Crups originated in the southeast of England. These creatures are fiercely loyal to their Wizard owner while being rather ferocious to any muggle. They are wonderful at scavenging and usually eat gnomes.” She paused here and looked around once more at her students to make sure everyone was still paying attention. “If you wish to have a crup, you must take a test with the Department for Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures to prove that you are capable of caring for these creatures in muggle-inhabited areas.” She paused once more and picked up the small dog.

“Everyone gather closer.” She placed the crup in the midst of the students. “Feel free to play with him. Just be careful of any Chizpurfle as they have a tendency to invade Crups and can destroy wands if they get to close.” She thought of something just then and walked to her large bag of supplies, “In fact, let’s study Rutter. Everyone take one of these, “She handed each of the students a magnifying glass, “See if you can spot anything. While we are doing that, can anyone tell me how to tell the difference between a crup and a non-magical dog? It’s okay if you can’t.”

OOC: I'm not looking for any right answers or any of that, so don't worry. However, I am looking at how well you write a response. Make sure each post is at least 2 paragraphs long, 5 sentences each. I know you all know how to do this, but I just wanted to remind you. Good luck, and have fun!

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Saul Pierce

June 18, 2006 10:47 PM
Once Saul had gathered all the Pecari first years that he could find in the Common Room together, he set out for the classroom, about two minutes before class was scheduled to begin. It was cutting it a little close, especially considering he was talking and pointing out the sights and offering relevant trivia ("That bush, I think, looks a bit like Uncle Harvey. I wonder if Simon did that on purpose? Simon Tellerman is the groundskeeper. Harvey's his father.") as they went.

They did make it on time though, if just barely. It helped that the Pecari entrance was so close. Care of Magical Creatures was easily the fastest to get to from their Commons. With about ten seconds to spare, and with Professor K already standing in the clearing, Saul made a grand gesture that would most accurately translate to 'ta-da!' "And this, folks, is the Care of Magical Creatures lesson area. Everyone grab a log and sit down, class is about to start."

He watched to make sure his charges all sat without incident, then claimed a nearby log for himself just before Kijewski started talking. He dumped his bookbag down on the ground in front of him and didn't bother to pull out a pen or parchment despite her instructions. It was more trouble than it was worth to take notes without a desk. He'd tried last year. His paper had more holes where the pen tip poked through than legible words. He had a pretty good memory anyway.

Saul wasn't entirely sure what 'Chizpurfle' was, but from context, guessed it meant 'magic fleas' since whatever it was apparently was bad for both crups and wands and he didn't know why else the CoMC teacher would tell them to be careful of them. When she handed out magnifying glasses, he was even more sure of his assumption. They were clearly supposed to use them to check for fleas, either on themselves or the dog - crup - whatever.

Saul peered through the magnifying glass, but was not immediately successful in spotting any fleas. Or any difference between this and a normal dog, though something seemed a little funky about the fella's back side. He blamed the fact that Aunt Regina always picked the No Dogs campsites for his inability to figure it out. Regina's old cat Merlin didn't care for dogs.

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Caedence Redoak

June 19, 2006 5:18 PM
Caedence regarded professer K. haugtily. Not the normal teacher, that's for sure! Though at the magic words 'get comfortable' she let a rare smile escape. So this teacher wasn't so bad after all! Reaching in her bag, ignoring the bag of dungbombs reserved for potions, she found one of her extra red t-shirts. Hey, one can't be too careful! She was ALWAYS prepared. That's the first rule of trouble making. Spreading out her shirt on the ground she used it as a cushion. Her sharp braid gleamed in the sun increasing its resemblance to a sword, or a stinger as the muggles back home said.

Can anyone tell me the difference between a dog and a crup? Caedence's ears perked up at this. This was an easy question to answer! "Well, wouldn't the difference be that Crups kill muggles? Oh and by the way Proffeser Ki-kij-.....K., what was that thing you told us to watch out for? I mean what is it? A tick?" giving the proffeser her haughty glance that she hoped said 'You know there are people here who don't read all the time!' In reality, however, the look was spoiled, as always, by her soft eyes. Those eyes that looked so mischievious. She reached out a hand for the crup to sniff. "Hey, what about halfbloods? Do crups have anything against them?"she asked suddenly pulling her hand away from the Crup.\n\n
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