Professor Skies

April 27, 2018 8:20 AM
It was very strange, returning to classes without having actually gone anywhere over the holidays. She hoped the students had managed to have fun with their friends and blow off some steam, enjoy some silly snowball fights and the lack of classes, but she wondered how long it would be before cabin fever set in. Were they going to start squabbling like her daughters had done when cooped inside too much over rainy days when they’d been smaller? She definitely didn’t feel relaxed and rejuvenated. She felt tired and run down.

“Good morning class,” she greeted them. “Today, we have a wintry lesson,” the enchanted snow had faded from the paths once Midterm was over, but that didn’t mean the weather was warm yet. In spite of being in Arizona, the climate of Sonora resembled that of Ireland, thanks to some cunning weather charms and homesickness on the part of the founders. And Ireland was cold in January.

“We will be making gloves today. They don’t have to be warm ones, this spell will work to produce any type of glove. First years will start with a cloth bag, second years with a paper one. The spell is chirothecae,” the chalk wrote it out on the board behind her, along with the pronunciation. Kee-ROH-tae-ka. “Roll the r if you can,” she advised, demonstrating the pronunciation again slowly. “You will want to make a punctuated wand movement with a flick on each syllable, plus one additional flick at the end - one for each finger and the thumb,” she demonstrated, “Small, circular wrist motions between each flick,” she advised.

“As usual, you will get a better mark if your gloves are detailed, pretty or otherwise well-designed. Any questions?” she asked, “Ok. You may begin. And if you feel at all ill, please tell me sooner rather than later...”

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Parker Fitzgerald

May 04, 2018 10:54 AM
Parker was feeling good about this Transfiguration class. A sentence he would have laughed at a year before, mainly because it took so long for him to get boots right. Now as he sat in class wearing his nice boots, which he changed by the day to match the weather outside as he walked from the common room into school, he felt like he could do wintry changes. That is until Professor Skies mentioned a paper bag and Parker's face fell.

Cloth or things that looked like the intended item were one thing, a paper bag was something else. He listened to the rest of the instructions, trying to muster the excitement he had felt mere moments ago, only to find a deflated balloon of excitement instead.

As Professor Skies talked about getting extra points for gloves being pretty, Parker racked his brain for any example of pretty gloves he could think of. He knew that he needed a mental example from past Transfig classes, but pretty gloves were not in his mind. He simply looked at the paper bag hoping that an idea would come to him.

Most of the gloves he'd experienced in his life were fairly utilitarian. Used for gardening, or keeping hands warm. The guys working with horses and cows near his house or the construction workers on the projects his dad worked on had rougher gloves. These were not pretty. Nothing about them was pretty. Then the image of the gloves Tatya was wearing on his first day at Sonora came into his head. Yes, Tatya's gloves were exactly what he thought Professor Skies was thinking of.

So Parker took out his wand and cleared his throat. Even though he'd been doing magic with a wand for over a year, it still felt silly. He felt like everyone was watching to see if he made any mistakes.

He practiced the small wrist motions and flicks first to make sure he got that down before he tried the word. Then imagining the gloves that Tatiana wore that first day, Parker started saying the word. Slowly, trying to roll his r, but having it more sputter than anything.

The bag though, began to change. First it turned white, then to cloth. Parker nodded his head, not a bad start, but not exactly gloves.

"Ok Parker. You got this," he said as he raised his wand up again imagining a pair of Tatiana's gloves.
41 Parker Fitzgerald I don't see the use of gloves like these... 1402 Parker Fitzgerald 0 5

Gary Harper

May 06, 2018 8:23 PM
Gary put his campaign notebook away and flipped open his class notebook as Professor Skies began class. He was a bit stuck in his planning, and didn't mind the break to do actual classwork. Sometimes he was on a roll and didn't particularly enjoy being pulled back to 'the real world', but this was definitely not one of those times. He was happy to put aside the corner he'd written himself into and attempt to twist reality to his will once more. He doubted this magic business would ever stop feeling strange to him. Oh well, here we go again.

The task set before them didn't sound to complicated, again putting aside all known physical laws and such, just turn a paper bag into a glove. Sure, why not? What kind of glove could he try to make? He'd get bonus points for fancy ones. As has become his custom when he needed inspiration, he turned back to his game world. Sethas would wear something both elegant and functional, leather, arrow snaring? Maybe. He turned the image over in his mind, yeah that could work. He wouldn't even need to do to much with the color between the soft deerskin and the brown paper. It was going to take a bunch of other changes though, that was going to be difficult.

Gary looked over at Parker who had wound up sitting next to him again. His classmate had a white cloth bag setting in front of him, "Looks like you've got the material and color variations out of the way first." He considered for a moment, "That's a good plan, it's like in mathematics, if you can reduce a new problem down to a previously solved problem you can get to the solution easier." He looked at his own paper bag, "I'd better get started on mine."

Focusing on the bag in front of him, and recalling the image he had generated, Gary tried his hand at the spell. Without needing to worry to much about the color, he focused on shape and material. Once that was done, then he'd worry about the embellishments. The bag obligingly shifted in form, and he was left with a dull looking brown leather glove. He smiled at Parker, "You're a genius, now to change a boring object to a fancier one should be relatively simple, right?"
2 Gary Harper Anything can be useful, if you put your mind to it 1404 Gary Harper 0 5

Parker Fitzgerald

May 22, 2018 3:13 PM
PParker nodded to Gary's comment about math. He'd honestly never thought of math that way, and if he had thought about math at all since he'd come to Sonora, it was that he didn't have to study it anymore. But the way Gary mentioned it made sense. Make things smaller, easier, and then build from there.

It had not been Parker's original idea to not transform the paper bag all in one go. It was merely because he was not very good at Transfiguration. Or at least, that's how Parker saw it. But here was Gary, saying that he was a smart. No, Gary had used the word genius. Parker was a bit bewildered by the whole thing. He wasn’t sure he’d ever had the word associated with him, and a part of him had sparked to life at the words Gary was using.

Parker looked at Gary’s paper bag, which was now brown leather glove looking like the type that the cowboys used, or his father when doing yard work. Parker looked back at his white cloth bag. He felt embarrassed for a moment at what Gary might think.

Turning his head to Gary, Parker asked, “You’re my friend right? Cause this glove might end up looking a bit odd.”

As soon as Parker had said it, he knew how he felt. He felt Gary was his friend. They were both muggles, both boys, and in the same year. Besides that, Gary was often nice to him, and Parker hoped, he’d been nice back to Gary.

Ok Parker thought and tried to imagine Tatya’s gloves from the first day. With a wave of his wand, the cloth bag moved and formed a long elegant looking white glove. It wasn’t decorated at all, but it did look a lot like the glove Tatya had worn.

“Look at that. It worked,” Parker said under his breath. Now for the hard part. What kind of things did she have on her gloves. Snowflakes maybe? They were definitely sparkly. Parker pushed the idea of how hard it would be to make the gloves sparkle out of his mind.

Why would it be impossible to make the gloves sparkle. I play a sport where I fly on broom. And the gloves were a bag moments ago.
41 Parker Fitzgerald My mind... is useful? I mean. Yes. Useful. 1402 Parker Fitzgerald 0 5