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[aubergine_girl]

It's late on a September school night - students should all be doing homework now, really.  The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor certainly is.  She's marking papers in her classroom, and occasionally batting away an errant pixie.  

She's new to the school this year - this month - but she's been told that legend has it a batch of Cornish Pixies were released in this room around 1992 and nobody's ever managed to exterminate them properly.  Legend has it, too, that they've evolved and become ever more intelligent, due to the high levels of magic in the air around Hogwarts.

Legend has an awful lot of things.  Professor Brown is still making up her mind on whether or not any of them are real. 

Teaching is kind of a new gig, and Hogwarts isn't very clear on what, exactly, the expectations for this Defence class are.  So her first paper for the sixth-years is along the lines of:  "This is what's attacking you.  How do you defend?  Give three options and three possible escape routes." 

Her students' responses to that are -- apparently kind of entertaining, judging by the occasional hint of muffled laughter audible even from the corridor. 

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[trickswithsticks]

"Y'know, I can hear you laughing from the corridor, right?"

Professor Ross, in her second year teaching History of Magic, wanders into the room from outside, grinning wildly.

It's a particularly disturbing look when coupled with her two enchanted false eyes that spin around unrelated to each other.

"Are your students that funny?"

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec is not late with his homework.

Merely ... not on time.

He comes with hurried steps, his hair ruffled from Quidditch practice and holding the paper in his hands. Looking apologetic and somewhat sheepish he comes over and holds it out to her. There's a mumble that sounds like "Sorryit'slate."

[veneficusvenato]

Jo totally has a reason for being in the school.
Completely totally reliable adult reason.
Which has been distracted by cackling.



A blonde head peers into the well known Dark Arts room.

"Well, that's a decidedly new sound for this room."

[scientiaeaquam.livejournal.com]

"Oh good," says a cheerful voice in her doorway, beaming comfortably at a cackling professor surrounded by her students' carefully scripted words. "You're learning the true secret of successful teaching."

[source_fairy]

"They're funny sometimes, aren't they?" says one of her new colleagues, sticking in her head.

It is a rather colourful head, with pink streaks in the hair, and lots of make-up.

[2serve.livejournal.com]

Students should be doing their homework yes, but not all students follow "should". Case in point, one Kate Kane (4th year, Gryffindor) who is prowling the corridors exploring. She good and quiet too until unexpected laughter catches her attention and she steps badly on a floor board which creaks loudly.

Opps.