Professor Aaron McKindy

December 05, 2006 7:24 PM
First day of lessons! Aaron McKindy had spent uncounted hours holed up in the Charms classroom, Transfiguring or Charming nearly every object inside it in preparation for this lesson. It had seemed a better use of his time than trying not to alienate any more of his colleagues, anyway.

He had made the attempt to read the book assigned for the class. Truly. However, it was so dry that after no more than ten pages, he was running frantically about for something, anything, else to read. So Aaron had scrapped the Potential Lesson Plan for first and second years, turned the usual class system on its nose, and come up with something he hoped the students would find at least marginally more interesting.

Aaron was sitting on top of the oak desk at the front of the room when the first students entered. For those of them that had not glimpsed him at the Opening Feast, he was surely a sight, and those that had probably had already determined that he was quite mad. In regular jeans today, Aaron still wore the top hat made of large, transparent pink bubbles atop his longish black hair. The pink almost matched the purple shirt he wore today, though, a relative oddity.

After what seemed like most of the class had arrived, he jumped down off the desk and grinned widely at the students. When they quieted, either from fear, curiosity, or respect, he began his introduction.

“I’m your new Charms teacher, Professor Aaron McKindy. Feel free to call me Professor McKindy, Professor, or whatever else you can think of, so long as it remains respectful. No doubt you’ve noticed that a good half of your classmates are not from the year above or below you. For those of you that haven’t, may I suggest a bit of attention to detail?

“As you should also have noticed, I have removed all desks and chairs, except for my own. If you would care to have a poke at the walls, I’m sure you will also realise that the walls seem especially spongy. This is because I would prefer not to have anybody go to the infirmary today, and you will be learning spells that have the wonderful effects of moving objects (and, in some cases, people). Fourth years will be learning the Summoning Charm, first years will be instructed in the arts of levitation. First years will be partnering with fourth years.”

Here, Aaron whipped out his wand and demonstrated both charms on one of the small cushions that rested in a corner.

“There are various difficulties depending on what objects you practise the charms on. You will thus be practising on cushions, feathers, and,” Aaron grinned, removing his hat and placing it on the desk next to him, tapping it with his wand. “frogs.” The hat exploded in seventy different directions as each large, pink bubble was un-Transfigured to reveal a large, pink frog. “Have fun, and be sure to ask me any questions.”

Professor Aaron McKindy watched in barely concealed amusement as the students got to work.

OOC: A’righty. Remember, firsties, you probably cannot perform the Summoning Charm. Any attempts to do so will most likely go horribly wrong, and Aaron won’t be pleased if he catches you. For information on how the room is set up, read Setting Up the Classroom below this post. Remember that the wizarding posters will move and may offer advice or criticism, while the Muggle ones are spelled to offer advice and yell rather loudly if your character starts doing anything too out of hand. Fourth years, help your partners and try not to skin them alive. Materials are scattered in piles about the room.
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Lexi

December 10, 2006 1:03 PM
Personally Lexi thought that the entire situation with Gwyneth’s family sounded a bit sketchy. After all, who would want to spend his or her life teaching ordinary muggle history when there was any sort of alternative? But, then again, hers was the only half-blood family she could think of where she knew both parents, and her father was a healer, and it wasn’t a job that one quit just because one was marrying a muggle.

“Where is it you live?” she asked, realizing that the first year hadn’t said anything about her home outside the school. And it wasn’t like she was just trying to make polite conversation. She really was interested. “I’m from NYC myself, although my dad’s side of the family’s from England. Makes the weather here a challenge sometimes, I can tell you that.”

She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to answer Gwyneth’s query about whether what she’d done was how it was to be really good at magic. “Well, I lucked out, really,” she admitted. “I’ve seen the charm before, loads of times, and that can help when you’re trying to get the motion and the tone down properly. And charms is just one of my better classes, that’s all. Transfiguration…now, that class is a nightmare. And potions as well, on occasion. I’m really not all that good. I have instinctive talent in some things, but I’m constantly told I have nowhere near the amount of dedication I should.”

As she glanced around the classroom while figuring out how to answer the last comment made, about how cool it must be to have an actress in the family, she noticed the amount of pandemonium was increasing constantly. Idiotic professor she thought, although without much feeling. Did he honestly think this unsupervised situation was really going to work out?

“It’s less cool than you would think,” Lexi replied, still glancing around the room. “And I doubt you’d have heard of her. She’s on Broadway, yes, but only as a member of the chorus most of the time. She’s been on the cast of one or two big hits during her time, and occasionally she gets bit parts, but, most of the time, it’s a rather humdrum exististence. And my dad’s the magical one. He’s a healer. It’s actually a bit of a family tradition.”

Lexi noticed the frog flying towards them at the same time Gwyneth did, although her reaction was a bit less panicked. Without thinking about it, she pointed the wand that had been dangling uselessly from her fingers at the frog, and exclaimed, “Impedimenta!” The frog came to a stop about a foot away from the girl’s heads, and Lexi moved towards it to pluck it out of the air, casting the countercharm that would let it move again, and stroking it gently, to try and rid it of any shock or panic.

“See, this is just stupid,” she said, half under her breath, to her partner. “There’s no order in this. Someone’s going to end up getting seriously hurt, all because the professor’s not bright enough to figure out that there needs to be some kind of rule system. He just can’t give no instructions besides “have fun,” and expect nothing bad to happen.” She tried to keep her voice low enough to escape detection by any except her intended audience, but, sitting by a wall a they were, there was no way to avoid at least a couple of the posters hearing her critiques of the newest addition to the staff.

OOC: Thanks for the clarification. I’d figured that out, but it did help. Still, you might want to tone down the OOC messages on the IC boards, since a lot of time those can just as easily be added onto actual posts.
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Gwyneth

December 10, 2006 6:24 PM
OOC: thanks for the advice, I'll try to keep it "in character"!

Gwyneth was absolutely, positively, completely in awe when Lexi stopped the frog that was hurtling towards their heads. And she seemed so calm and matter of fact about it, too! 'Memo to me: help a first year the way she is helping me when I am the upperclassman,' she thought to herself. She was beginning to agree with Lexi's assessment of the professor. Who in their mind would allow such, such . . . CHAOS in their classroom?!?!? Her parents certainly never would! She was surprised that the poster who had reprimanded her and told her to pay attention was not shrieking about the situation!

'This class has been very educational,' she thought. 'First, I found out how to do the levitation spell, and I really must practice that again while Lexi is here to help me. Second, I found out that the correct term is 'half-blood' rather than 'human' or 'muggle' which seemed to indicate both parents were human. Wow, that will take some major adjustment to the thought processes!' Thirdly, her family situation seemed a bit odd, at least according to Lexi. She could truly understand Lexi's father not giving up the magical way of life if he was a doctor, er, healer. She frankly wasn't sure why magical folk married the 'normal' kind, now that she thought about it. Guess I need to ask Mom and Grams about that one.

Gwyneth stopped her inner dialogue and brought herself back to class. "WOW! That was a terrific stop!" she said to Lexi as Lexi plucked the frog out of mid-air and pet it until it stopped croaking in distress. "I guess you must be the best Beater on the field in Quidditch, with reflexes like that!"

"Do you mind if I try that spell I was working on one more time?" she asked Lexi. Hearing no objections, she waved, no swished and flicked her wand at the feather she had been practicing on and said, "wingardium leviosa" in a clear, firm voice. This time her feather floated about 2 feet into the air, level with her wand, and hung there. She was congratulating herself on her progress when she realized that it was just hanging there! 'Darn that professor, he really isn't the best. He never told us how to end the spell. Maybe he didn't think any of us would be able to master it, even with a fourth year's help,' she thought. Then she asked aloud, "Uh, Lexi, how do I make it stop?" \n\n
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Professor McKindy

December 14, 2006 11:45 AM
OOC: Just a reminder for anybody else who may be reading this; you can control the posters, should you feel so inclined.

BIC:

"Just bring the feather back down, girl!" a young witch snapped from her poster. She spoke with a slight Italian accent and there was a broom leaning against the side of the poster. A Snitch flitted around the room behind her. "Honestly, students these days. And you!" the witch turned to glare at Lexi. "No respect for your teachers at all! I'll have to tell Aaron about this, oh yes."

The witch looked about the room, then yelled. "MCKINDY! A student in need of your attention!" She resumed her seat in the poster, then glanced smugly down at the two girls, awaiting Aaron's arrival.

Aaron McKindy had been across the room, observing two first years with interest as they attempted the spell without the help of an older student. He didn't particularly mind that they hadn't listened to his directions; people learned in different ways, and so long as nothing blew up, it wasn't really his business. When he heard Delanna Ruisi yelling for him, though, Aaron abandoned the first years and went to her poster, making note of the first year and fourth year girls sitting against the wall. He also noted Delanna's decidedly smug expression and decided not to ask her to clarify what was going on here unless he needed to.

"Is there a problem?" he asked mildly, looking down on the girls and moving aside slightly so as not to step on one of his frogs. They were magical creatures, but that did not mean they couldn't be harmed, although it would take greater effort to harm one of these frogs than the normal ones.\n\n
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Lexi

December 16, 2006 3:16 PM
Bad. Very bad. Even as she watched Gwyneth, and prepared to answer her, Lexi knew that something bad was coming. And she was proven right a few seconds later, when the poster called out to McKindy. “She’s right, even if she is an interfering busy-body,” Lexi told her partner even more quietly, confident this time that it was impossible for her to be overheard, even if the measure was done slightly too late. “Just move your wand down, and it will come down too. Or stop concentrating, or applying pressure to your wand. There’s lots of ways to end it.”

With her basic partnerly duties accomplished once again, Lexi tried to think of some way out of this, glaring once or twice at the poster as the professor worked his way over. The woman only gave her a smug look back, which didn’t help matters. This situation didn’t look like it was going to go well. And she may think that her teacher was a fool, but she didn’t want to get in trouble on her first day of class.

“No, sir, there’s no problem,” she temporized, not looking at McKindy. The woman on the wall made an indignant noise, but Lexi ignored her. Still, her opinion of the professor had risen a little, since he had asked her, rather than the one that had called him over, so she felt she decided to go ahead and say her piece. Besides, she had no doubt the worthless piece of parchment behind her would crow anything that Lexi left out.

“However, there is a…concern.” She began again, actually meeting her teacher’s eyes this time, and standing, since it was probably better to be on a somewhat more equal footing. “I know it isn’t my place to criticize your teaching style, and that my opinion about it really doesn’t matter, but the reason,” she glanced once more at the poster, searching for a name, finally finding it at the bottom (she wasn’t quite sure how one was supposed to address the subject of a poster, but then figured it didn’t really matter), “Miss Ruisi called you over is I think this,” she motioned towards the class, “was done a bit foolhardily, and mentioned as such to my partner after a frog came barreling towards our heads. Sir.”

She debated mentioning the actual ways this class had been done poorly, but decided that if he actually cared, he could ask, and, if he didn’t, doing so wasn’t going to help her cause any. She dropped her gaze once more, ignoring the poster’s triumphant sneer, looking down at her partner and raising one eyebrow with a slightly ironic shrug. Now all she had to do was wait for their professor to figure out what he was going to do.
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Gwyneth

December 17, 2006 6:18 PM
The poster's shrill voice which yelled at her to bring down the feather effectively embarassed Gwyneth, breaking her concentration and grip on her wand. Just as Lexi answered her query for help and explained how to bring the feather down. "Jeez Louise, why did she have to yell for the teacher?" she muttered to Lexi. "You were doing just fine in helping me."

When Professor McKindy came over to check on her, Gwyneth felt completly mortified. First day in class and already she was on a teacher's radar as a problem! Just as she was about to take full responsibility for the disruption, her sputtering confession, "Sir, it was really all my fault, you see I . . ." was interrupted by Lexi's comments. She couldn't believe her ears! Was Lexi really telling the professor how to run his class? What did she think she was doing? She didn't want Lexi to get in trouble because of her stupid mistake. Well, her stupid mistake and that stupid, nosy poster! Gwyneth turned and shot a baleful glare at the poster who was watching the proceeding with a smirk on her face!

Gwyneth, still seated on the floor, had an unusual viewpoint of their conversation since she had her neck craned back so she could look up at Lexi and Professor McKindy. She barely suppressed a nervous giggle when Lexi looked down and her and raised an eyebrow. She completly agreed with Lexi's assessment of the class. Scrambling to her feet, she stood by Lexi to show her support, and nodded her head in agreement even though her stomach felt like it was doing to do somersaults.\n\n
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Professor McKindy

December 17, 2006 8:54 PM
Aaron was pretty sure that Delanna would either be sulking over the fact that he had asked the girls and not her what was happening, or gloating because she had gotten some students in trouble. She was predictable that way. However, that did not diminish his amusement as the fourth year stood up and looked him in the eye. He was even more amused when the fourth year truthfully told him what the problem was. Foolhardily? While not the traditional way a classroom was managed, Aaron could hardly agree with the 'foolhardy' label. His respect for the two grew as the first year, though not quite so tiny as most, stood up and nodded in agreement with her partner.

"I designed this class to be cohesive to several learning styles," Aaron began. "First, the hands-on learning style, which as you can see, seems to be fairly popular. Second, it is easy to learn by example; the partners work well for that purpose, as does a room full of people working on the same charm. Then there are those who prefer to read and take notes before trying a charm practically." He turned slightly and motioned to a boy in a wheelchair who had a book in his hand and was talking to a girl. "Granted, there is some room for improvement. Anything that either of you two would like to suggest? By the way, what are your names?"

At that point, Aaron turned to raise one eyebrow at Delanna, who quickly turned her smirk from the two girls and looked at him innocently. Apparently she also decided that it would be a better idea to be farther away from him when he got done with the two students, because she flitted out of her poster to the other side of the room, striking up a rather heated discussion with Abraham Peasegood.\n\n
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Lexi

December 20, 2006 3:08 PM

Lexi wasn’t sure whether to be amused by Gwyneth’s seemingly instinctive reaction, that the teacher was coming over because one of them was having difficulties, or to be concerned at her partner’s naïveté. She was also glad that she’d managed to start talking first, because once she noticed that Gwyneth was going to say something, she figured that it was only going to make things more complicated.

And, naturally, she knew that it was for disrespect that the two of them, or, rather, Lexi, had gotten into trouble for. Her partner really had nothing to do with it, was just the one listening to her comments. When the first year stood up to join her, Lexi bit back a groan. Now, on top of getting herself in trouble, she was going to get the innocent firstie in trouble along with her. Still, it was a kind action, even if a bit misguided, and she gave the girl a supportive smile, even if she thought it was a foolish action.

At that point, though, it appeared things were starting to go a little more in their favor. Contrary to her predictions, McKindy did not immediately grant them both detentions, or yell at them, or anything of that ilk. It did make sense, in a way. From the ease with which the class appeared to be conducted, he seemed an easy-going man, for the most part.

She nodded as he explained his intent in the class being the way it was, grudgingly forced to rethink her label of him as off his rocker. There was logic in this method that she hadn’t noticed before, yet that hadn’t been what she thought was so foolish in the first place.

“Sir, when I said that the class seemed foolhardy, that wasn’t what I talked about,” she began, not sure if she was pressing her luck. But he had asked them if either of them had any suggestions, and it was something she felt was important. So, trying even harder to appear respectful, Lexi continued. “What I meant, sir, is that there appeared to be a lack of…direction, and instruction, I suppose. No guidelines, or explanations, or really anything. And, yes, by partnering the first and fourth years together there was someone to explain the things the first years didn’t understood, and obviously your posters are very good at what they do,” she shot a look at Delanna, who had moved to a different poster, “so perhaps my opinion needs re-evaluating. Part of the shock of having something flying towards one’s head, and all.”

She wanted to groan when McKindy asked their names. She’d been hoping he would have forgotten about that little aspect, since he couldn’t do anything to them if he didn’t know who they were, but obviously that plan had fallen through. “Lexi Stafford, sir. And this is Gwyneth Aquillon,” she finished, putting a hand on her partner’s shoulder. She hoped the younger girl wouldn’t mind Lexi speaking for her, but it was just instinctive to try and take charge, somehow. She was older, and, of course, if Gwyneth didn’t argue, it was likely she wouldn’t get into the same amount of trouble as Lexi, if there was any at all.
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Professor McKindy

December 21, 2006 9:46 PM
Aaron nodded as the girl explained further. It made a bit of sense, he supposed, but this way students actually learned how to think. This wasn't something that was exactly taught in most schools, or even encouraged. After all, one couldn't precisely teach people how to think. Encourage, yes; teach, not really. He found his vision wandering over to a tiny boy and girl, who seemed to be swapping books of some sort. Nice to see first years so thoroughly into learning.

"Excellent. Gwyneth, Lexi. Nice to--" Aaron broke off as one of the first years, the boy, raised his wand into the air and fired of a stream of dazzling blue light. Aaron shut his eyes immediately as he recognised the hex, turning his face downwards so as not to be effected by the light. He opened his eyes a moment later, then made his apologies to the girls. "Sorry to cut you off; I seem to be needed elsewhere. As you were, then."

Aaron quickly strode over to the first year boy, containing his anger. Honest criticism he could understand, but randomly firing hexes off into space? That was too dangerous for most classroom settings. \n\n
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Gwyneth Aquillon

December 29, 2006 5:10 PM
Gwyneth breathed a sigh of relief when Professor McKindy moved off to "help" other students. She had understood Lexi's hand on her shoulder to be both a supportive -"don't worry, big sis is here"- and a warning gesture -"let me handle this, kid". The first she understood perfectly since she frequently intervened when her younger sister had done something that directed the negative attention of adults to them. The warning gesture she had also understood. Lexi was more familiar with the expectations and consequences of the school and, therefore, better equipped to handle this incident. Knowing all this did not make her any less grateful, if anything, it increased her already high opinion of the fourth year student.

"Well, that was . . . And you were terrific. I'm sorry if I got you into any trouble, Lexi," Gwyneth said rather abashedly. "I guess I should have just stayed put on the floor, but I was part of the 'problem' and I just wanted to have your back, so to speak. NOT that you needed my help! Course, I wasn't really much help anyway, just standing there nodding like one of those plastic dogs in the back of an old beat up Chevy!" Gwyneth took a quick breath and reminded herself that she was babbling again.

"So, one last question, then I will just sit back down and practice quietly on lifting my feather. Are we allowed to practice spells outside of class like homework or only just in here?"\n\n
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Lexi

January 01, 2007 12:25 PM
He left. McKindy just left. Lexi wasn’t sure what she had been expecting, but it certainly wasn’t that. Then she caught sight of the bright lights that the professor was heading towards, and everything started to make sense. Obviously, someone was stupid enough to be casting what looked like a hex in the classroom. And, just as obviously, the teacher wasn’t going to be worried about two girls who were nice and respectful and just got eavesdropped on by one interfering poster when there was someone doing something that dumb.

Releasing a breath she hadn’t been aware she was holding, Lexi grinned down at Gwyneth. She hadn’t realized how cute first years could be, now that she was so much older than them. “Aw, thanks,” she responded, cheeks turning a little pink despite her best intentions (but, being a redhead, she could probably blame it on anything. Lexi Stafford did not blush). “And don’t worry about it. First, it was entirely my fault. I was the one who made the criticism, and was stupid enough to get caught. I do appreciate your support, though. It probably helped our case, at least a little.”

She paused as she considered Gwyneth’s final question. It was a straight-forward enough one, yet one Lexi couldn’t remember ever coming up against before. “I suppose you could, if you really wanted to,” she said hesitantly. “Homework’s generally more written than practical, since teachers generally don’t want the disorder that comes with trying new spells for the first time unsupervised. But I think people can generally use smaller spells. Or, at least, some do, and as long as they’re small, nobody notices or cares. Still, doing stuff like that” she gestured towards the boy who looked like he was now getting interrogated by McKindy, “is never a good idea.” Remembering that her partner was new at magic, and probably wouldn’t have recognized what the bright lights meant. “I think he just tried a hex in class- stupid of him, since those can both hurt those around you and get you into serious trouble.”

Deciding it was probably a good idea to try her own charm a few more times before class ended, she summoned a few more pillows (mostly successfully, although there was one that she could swear hated her), and then checked her watch instinctively, surprised to see how much of the class period had already passed. It had been a pretty efficient use of time, though. Helping a younger student, getting in trouble, getting out of trouble- she was impressed with herself, and decided that, since being nice to the smaller ones was paying off, she might as well continue it. “Class is almost over, but it was nice meeting you. And, you know, if you ever need help with something, or just a person to talk to, feel free to come find me. I’m generally pretty hard to miss,” she joked, flipping the ponytail containing her bright red hair, “and I’d be glad to help.”
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