Post by Professor Isaac Thorne on Feb 29, 2008 23:21:23 GMT
((Only one post will be needed per student in this class, you will need to include entering the class, working in class, and then leaving when Professor Thorne dismisses the class. If you choose to answer Professor Thorne’s questions I will edit your post and respond giving you the house points you have earned for your effort. Each student will receive house points for the effort they put forth in their class work.))
Isaac sat quietly at his desk in his office, looking through the Transfiguration textbook. His face was impassive as he read, until his lips suddenly curled to a frown and he lifted his hand, reaching for his quill sitting in it’s stand not too far away. He pulled the thing out and then moved it to dip in the black ink sitting next to it. With a shake of his hand he brought the quill to the page of the book he was on and began scribbling notes in the margins. When he was finished making notes he proceeded to scratching out sections of the book he found irrelevant or wrong. Soon enough however he became incredibly frustrated with the page and simply drew a large ‘X’ right across it; careful, however, not to mark up his own notes. Isaac had never been a fan of textbooks. The issue with a text book were the inaccuracies. A text book had never in all of it’s life practiced transfiguration, so therefore how could it possibly know anything about the subject. Had Isaac been the type of student to actually read a textbook as a young boy he would have never mastered his subjects as he had. The textbooks had a habit of lying, and displaying only the truths that were seen fit by the printers and publishers and editors. No text book was honest; no matter how unbiased a manufacturer said he might be. There was no trusting the textbook. One of the things he had always admired in McGonagall had been her practiced skill in transfiguration. If anyone thought she had learned that out of a book they were sorely mistaken. Expertise like that could only be learned through personal experience. Isaac should have known best. As he finished marking up the book thoroughly, enough that he felt satisfied he had made his point and shown his general disapproval, he replaced his quill and closed the book.
Isaac then looked up at the grandfather clock near his door. Five minutes till class. He nodded with satisfaction, having completed his task just in the time he had allotted for it, and then pushed his chair back before standing. He rolled his head from one side to the other before closing his eyes as his body seemed to melt away from itself and fall closer to the floor. When he retook a more solid form Isaac stood on all fours almost three feet off the ground as a snow leopard. He stood up on his hind legs, placing his front paws on his desk as he leaned his head forward to snatch the textbook off his desk with his teeth. Carrying the book in his mouth, he moved towards the door (which opened on it’s own) and then padded quietly down the rounded staircase that led straight down into his classroom. As he reached the floor level he moved to his desk, and then pounced up on top of it. He dropped the textbook with a thud upon his desk and then sat, his leopard back erect, as he looked around his classroom. Students were slowly filing in, and as they did so – gossiping amongst themselves – the y would all seemed to eventually notice the large feline perched on the desk that used to be Professor McGonagall’s. Only a few days prior Dumbledore had announced his retirement, so it was no surprise that the students were shocked to see that changes in staff had been made so quickly. It was relatively early in the morning and this was Isaac’s first class of the day, not to mention of his teaching career, and so these would be the first students to see the new transfiguration professor.
After all of the students had filed into the classroom, reached a sudden state of shock seeing the great cat perched on the desk, and then promptly taken their seats silently, the corners of the snow leopards mouth seemed to curl upward in a smile. A low growl started then, and slowly grew until the leopards jaws opened to let out its roar, which sounded far more like the cry of a jaguar. In the midst of the student’s sudden noises of fear the leopard melted away from itself until the only thing left on the desk was Professor Thorne, setting on the edge of the desk with one leg up crossed on his knee. He smirked and then reached into his pocket, pulling out a pipe and his wand. With the end of his wand he lit the pipe and then as he pocketed his wand he looked around the room once more at the class. A sweet, apple like smell began to fill the room as the Professor exhaled a mouth full of smoke. “Welcome to Transfiguration. I’ll be your new instructor; Professor Thorne.” Again, Isaac looked around the room at his students. Each of them was sitting at a desk which could hold two students. There were four rows, all facing towards the front of the classroom, and each row had four desks. All in all the classroom could hold sixteen students at it’s current dimensions (though Isaac could change that if he found the need). For this class there were plenty of seats. At the very front, and centre of the classroom was a large wooden desk where Isaac would sit to monitor the class, and where he sat presently. And there was also a large chalkboard which Isaac could use for vocabulary.
Isaac stood finally and began to pace around the room. “Can any of you tell me what the word transfigure means?” Isaac waited until a few of the students had given him an answer, and then awarded points before continuing. “In this class we will be covering the basic areas of transfiguration, focusing mainly on the transfiguration of inanimate objects.” Isaac made his way to the front of the room, sitting back on his desk again. “Inanimate objects can be transfigured based on six different properties: size, shape, color, texture and material, function, and lastly substance. Today we will be focusing on transfiguration based on substance. In front of you, on each of your desks you will find a match.” Isaac smirked and moved to sit behind his desk, lifting his textbook up in front him and opening it before reaching in his pocket and pulling out his wand. He waved it in front of the chalkboard, causing words to appear. “Your instructions are on the board, I expect you to spend the rest of the hour performing your given assignment. Negligence will result in punishment.”
Lesson:
At the lowest level of transfiguration, objects are transfigured based on six different properties. The properties, and the incantations used to transfigure an object based on these properties, are listed in the chart below.
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Isaac sat quietly at his desk in his office, looking through the Transfiguration textbook. His face was impassive as he read, until his lips suddenly curled to a frown and he lifted his hand, reaching for his quill sitting in it’s stand not too far away. He pulled the thing out and then moved it to dip in the black ink sitting next to it. With a shake of his hand he brought the quill to the page of the book he was on and began scribbling notes in the margins. When he was finished making notes he proceeded to scratching out sections of the book he found irrelevant or wrong. Soon enough however he became incredibly frustrated with the page and simply drew a large ‘X’ right across it; careful, however, not to mark up his own notes. Isaac had never been a fan of textbooks. The issue with a text book were the inaccuracies. A text book had never in all of it’s life practiced transfiguration, so therefore how could it possibly know anything about the subject. Had Isaac been the type of student to actually read a textbook as a young boy he would have never mastered his subjects as he had. The textbooks had a habit of lying, and displaying only the truths that were seen fit by the printers and publishers and editors. No text book was honest; no matter how unbiased a manufacturer said he might be. There was no trusting the textbook. One of the things he had always admired in McGonagall had been her practiced skill in transfiguration. If anyone thought she had learned that out of a book they were sorely mistaken. Expertise like that could only be learned through personal experience. Isaac should have known best. As he finished marking up the book thoroughly, enough that he felt satisfied he had made his point and shown his general disapproval, he replaced his quill and closed the book.
Isaac then looked up at the grandfather clock near his door. Five minutes till class. He nodded with satisfaction, having completed his task just in the time he had allotted for it, and then pushed his chair back before standing. He rolled his head from one side to the other before closing his eyes as his body seemed to melt away from itself and fall closer to the floor. When he retook a more solid form Isaac stood on all fours almost three feet off the ground as a snow leopard. He stood up on his hind legs, placing his front paws on his desk as he leaned his head forward to snatch the textbook off his desk with his teeth. Carrying the book in his mouth, he moved towards the door (which opened on it’s own) and then padded quietly down the rounded staircase that led straight down into his classroom. As he reached the floor level he moved to his desk, and then pounced up on top of it. He dropped the textbook with a thud upon his desk and then sat, his leopard back erect, as he looked around his classroom. Students were slowly filing in, and as they did so – gossiping amongst themselves – the y would all seemed to eventually notice the large feline perched on the desk that used to be Professor McGonagall’s. Only a few days prior Dumbledore had announced his retirement, so it was no surprise that the students were shocked to see that changes in staff had been made so quickly. It was relatively early in the morning and this was Isaac’s first class of the day, not to mention of his teaching career, and so these would be the first students to see the new transfiguration professor.
After all of the students had filed into the classroom, reached a sudden state of shock seeing the great cat perched on the desk, and then promptly taken their seats silently, the corners of the snow leopards mouth seemed to curl upward in a smile. A low growl started then, and slowly grew until the leopards jaws opened to let out its roar, which sounded far more like the cry of a jaguar. In the midst of the student’s sudden noises of fear the leopard melted away from itself until the only thing left on the desk was Professor Thorne, setting on the edge of the desk with one leg up crossed on his knee. He smirked and then reached into his pocket, pulling out a pipe and his wand. With the end of his wand he lit the pipe and then as he pocketed his wand he looked around the room once more at the class. A sweet, apple like smell began to fill the room as the Professor exhaled a mouth full of smoke. “Welcome to Transfiguration. I’ll be your new instructor; Professor Thorne.” Again, Isaac looked around the room at his students. Each of them was sitting at a desk which could hold two students. There were four rows, all facing towards the front of the classroom, and each row had four desks. All in all the classroom could hold sixteen students at it’s current dimensions (though Isaac could change that if he found the need). For this class there were plenty of seats. At the very front, and centre of the classroom was a large wooden desk where Isaac would sit to monitor the class, and where he sat presently. And there was also a large chalkboard which Isaac could use for vocabulary.
Isaac stood finally and began to pace around the room. “Can any of you tell me what the word transfigure means?” Isaac waited until a few of the students had given him an answer, and then awarded points before continuing. “In this class we will be covering the basic areas of transfiguration, focusing mainly on the transfiguration of inanimate objects.” Isaac made his way to the front of the room, sitting back on his desk again. “Inanimate objects can be transfigured based on six different properties: size, shape, color, texture and material, function, and lastly substance. Today we will be focusing on transfiguration based on substance. In front of you, on each of your desks you will find a match.” Isaac smirked and moved to sit behind his desk, lifting his textbook up in front him and opening it before reaching in his pocket and pulling out his wand. He waved it in front of the chalkboard, causing words to appear. “Your instructions are on the board, I expect you to spend the rest of the hour performing your given assignment. Negligence will result in punishment.”
Lesson:
At the lowest level of transfiguration, objects are transfigured based on six different properties. The properties, and the incantations used to transfigure an object based on these properties, are listed in the chart below.
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Amplitudium
[/td][td]changes size
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Formadium
[/td][td]changes shape
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Materium
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[/center][/td][td]materia
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Materio
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Colorium
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