History of Magic ((Everyone))

[Professor Binns]

"Yes, yes, mr. Macmilian, please share hte answer with the rest of the class," professor Binns said while nodding o the boy who had raised his arm.

[ernie]

He calmy head his hand in the air until the professor addressed him. It was rather impolite to speak before one had been addreseed by the professor. After he calmy lowered his arm back to the table he responded "In Norse mythology Ragnorok was the pre-destined death of the Germanic gods. It marked the end of the world, and the beginning of the new current one. It is said that there was a three year winter, which lead to a final battle between the Gods and the Frost Giants, and it was the epic final battle. Odin had previously attempted to prevent Ragnarok, but in the battl ehe lead the gods, who were assisted by the heroic dead—those who had died in a glorious battle and had been taken to Valhalla to await the final battle. The frost giants were lead by Loki, the fire god, who was assisted by the unworthy dead from Hel and by other monsters.
The world became new again after the battle because two humans, Lif and Lifthrasir hid in Yggdrasil, a sacred tree, durring the battle and were able to return after and repopulate the world. There were other survivors as well, some of the gods such as Honor, Vidar, Vali, Modi and Magni, and Balder was revived from the dead.
The Vikings were particularly interested in Ragnarok, and the Germanic people believed that a similar battle would occur again. This believe was taken over by Christanity and further explored by the idea of a Judgment Day, would occur in the same light as Ragnarok."

[Melody Bang-Bala G6]

Melody smiled cheerily at Rosaliz, happy she'd managed to get a smile out of the other girl despite her under-the-weather state. She also smiled in a friendly way to the two older Hufflepuffs who had come to sit next to her dormmate. " 'Allo there!" she replied to the girl who had greeted her. "Ah'm Melody, by t'way. Melody Bang-Bala." Melody pondered for a while and then giggled suddenly. "Ah feel like... what's 'is name again? - oh yes, James Bond when Ah do that. Bond. James Bond." she explained. " 'Cept Ah'm fer tellin' me first name first o' all. Bang-Bala. Melody Bang-Bala." Having tried this new combination, she shook her head. "Nay, see, it just don't work that way. Ah'm better off wit' me first name first. There's a reason why first names come first, thoo see now?"

Melody was suddenly distracted as a fifth year Ravenclaw hailed her from across the room. "Oh aye?" she replied, looking slightly doubtfully at her plane. Melody wasn't a troublemaker by nature. Then again, she thought as she glanced surreptitiously at Binns hovering behind the desk, it did sound rather fun. Dana made her mind up for her though as she endorsed the dare as well. If she thought it would be all right it probably would be. Melody grinned at her and then winked conspiratorially at Rosaliz. She remained quiet as the lesson started, half-listening to what was going on, but mostly judging the angle different parts of the room were at. Luckily Binns wasn't moving his position too much so she didn't have to adjust her calculations too much. It took a while to be done but she eventually had a paper aeroplane at her disposal that would take exactly the course she wanted. Now it would just take aiming it correctly to ensure its path of flight.

An older Hufflepuff was answering a question and she stared at him for a moment as he reeled off a whole list of names. Where did they all come from? Mythology wasn't really something that interested her particularly. But she put a few dashes on a spare piece of parchment and wrote some guesses at how these odd sounding names might be spelt, along with a question mark in brackets after each one. If she felt particularly conscientious, she might just go and look them up after the lesson to find out what they were really all about. Along with their proper spelling. But now that he had finally finished his answer, she could go without being rude! Well, at least without being too rude to another student. It probably was a little rude to the professor. Having things flown at your nose was bad enough; through your nose probably even worse. Though she wasn't in a position to know about that.

Melody threw her plane from a sitting down position, not aimed directly at Binns at all. But it curved round as she'd anticipated (the angle of the curve determined by the charm she'd put on it earlier), went through the back of Binns' head, out through the bridge of his nose. Melody grinned, but she grinned all the more so when she saw that it was still on course. It landed on Cleo's desk and then continued on skidding to come to a rest on Dana's lap. Melody gave the two Ravenclaws a shy grin before shading in a border round her scanty notes in red colouring crayon. She wasn't good at looking innocent when she was indeed the culprit. She might well have been blushing right now, for all she knew. She just hoped she wouldn't get in so much trouble that it would cancel out all the fun she'd just had.

((Ah'm sorry fer disrupting thy lesson Professor, really and truly Ah am. Ah'd blame it on Dana if Ah were thoo, but then Ah've the advantage o' knowin' jus' how great an influence she is. But Ah'm prepared to face t'consequences o' me mischievous actions. - Melody))

[Professor Binns]

Professor Binns continued to float aimlessly above his desk as he listened to the answer given by Mr. MacMillan. "Correct, Mr. MacMillan." he said just as he noticed a paper aeroplane fly through his nose. He watched the plane a moment to see where it would land, for surely it would go back to it's thrower. "Ms. Coran," he said noticing that the plane came to rest in her lap, "I do not think that paper aeroplanes are appropriate for flying through a professor, or for this class. For the utter disrespect, I would like you to write a 1500 word essay on the Norse gods, and giants, and their roles in both the creation of the world, and Ragnarok." Professor Binns almost instantly assumed that Ms. Coran had been the culprit, even though he felt as if there were some chance that she had an accomplice in the situation. He knew there was no point in asking Ms. Coran for she wouldn't admit whom had helped her, if anyone.

Continuing to float over his desk, Professor Binns decided to contemplate more on what Mr. MacMillan had replied. "Does anyone know what type of tree Yggdrasil was?" He asked to the class, thinking surely that this would be an easy enough question.

[cleo]

Cleo smirked lazily as Dana raised the stakes. Quite the gambler at times, especially now as it was obvious that one way or an other Dana would have to pay for the outcome of her dare anyway. At least she was a rich girl and could easily afford it. Besides a concert might be fun. Cleo didn’t care that much for chocolate however. Chocolate ruined skin and Cleo was proud of her looks. Why hide it? Sure, she could be prettier still, but she was very satisfied with the looks she had. And Cleo took care of herself – she ate healthily, took care of her hair and skin and nails naturally. She was a girl and she had to make it on her own in the world? So why should she hide herself?

Cleo glanced up just in time as Melody threw the paper airplane the movement catching her eye. Cleo snickered and clapped for a moment as the plane flew through Binns’ head before curving and landing on Dana’s lap. Cleo’s smirk only widened as Dana got an essay for such ‘inappropriate behavior for a student’. Cleo smirked at Dana watching as the prefect stuck her tongue out towards her in responce but scribbled the topic of the essay up on a piece of paper. Dana wasn’t a snitch besides the essay would be a breeze for her most likely. Cleo sighed and corked the nail-polish bottle before her. Something had stuck between her ears from the countless of conversations and bickering with Kris so Cleo did know the next answer. Raising her hand Cleo waved it in air for a moment to show Binns that she knew the answer. Besides moving her fingers might make the nail-polish on them dry quicker.

[Professor Binns]

"Yes, Miss Hardwick. Please share your answer with the class." Professor Binns said calmly, somewhat happy that someone was still paying attention.

[aneen]

Aneen stared blankly at Professor Binns for the first half of class, trying to glean anything he was saying from his droning voice. She was vaguely aware of the undercurrent of chatter and other student non-class related activities. But she paid so little attention she wasn't entirely sure who all sat by in the class.

She hated history. Every ounce of it. All it had ever been was a list of names and dates and the events pertaining. No teacher she'd ever had had ever tried to make it even remotely interesting. She thought that upon coming to Hogwarts, history would be more interesting because it involved magic. No, she was sorely disappointed. Same old names and dates.

Her quil was limp and one hand and she absentmindedly started doodling on the page in her open notebook. When she looked down, she noticed she'd started drawing the coastline. She started adding sandcastles and people and animals and boats and...

Totally blocked out the class with her mind.

[cleo]

Binns called on her. What a surprise. What a joy! Cleo sighed and glowered towards the professor for a few moments before taking it in the stride. She ad raised her hand after all. Even if it was half to dry her nails a little bit quicker. “Yggdrasil is the World Tree – usually thought to be an ash tree - as it is supposed to connect the underworld, the realm of men and the realm of gods. It is named as the main god, so to say, hang onto the branches for 9 days, gave his eye and in return gained ultimate wisdom.”
Cleo grinned a little as she had found the correct paragraph in her book as she skimmed the text with her eyes before quoting the text: “An eagle sits in the branches of the tree and between its eyes perches a hawk. There is also a squirrel, wheh scurries between the eagle and a serpand gnawing at Yggdrasil’s root while carrying messages. Along with this menagerie are four stags running in the branches eating the leaves, as well as a goat and a hart while the tree is cared for by the norns. As the tree is also nourisher of life, then it is said that during Ragnarok two humans will hide in the trunk of Yggdrasil until they can repopulate the earth.”
Concluding her answer with a sharp nod Cleo inspected her nails a bit closer and was glad to see that not one drop of polish had drifted.

[Professor Binns]

Professor Binns was thrilled to see that someone in class had paid attention. Time for class was shortening slowly, and they had not covered near as much as he had hoped. Luckily he had already decided on the class's homework assignment. "Well, as it is nearing time for class to end I will go ahead and give your assignment out. For your assignment, I would like everyone to write a five hundred word essay on what takes place during Ragnarok. That's it. Everyone is free to go. Class dismissed." He said as his finally words to the class.