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Post by Crimson Sanguis on Jan 18, 2007 21:34:26 GMT -5
(Class for 13-15ish year olds)
Crimson Sanguis walked out of the castle, and down to the front of the forest. He looked around, and whistled. A bat came flying from the forest and landed on Crimson's out stretched finger. Crimson smiled and sat down to wait for his class. He patted the bat, and watched the clouds; soon a shadow was cased over him, telling him he was not alone. "Hello, would you like to take a sit?"
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Post by Griffin Diricawl Porlock on Jan 23, 2007 22:36:19 GMT -5
Griffin had been looking forward to this class for quite a while. He had always excelled in each of his classes, but Care of Magical Creatures was the class he never did well in. He either had to spend the classes in the Hospital, or playing 'hooky'. But, now, it was going to change. Being a Prefect almost means being 'Perfect' at your classes, and excelling in them. He was going to start out his Third Year with a clean start.
No unhealthy hospital visits.
He walked down to the front of the forest, and spied a man patting a bat. He then picked up his pace, and came up right behind the man. He was about to ask him if this was CoMC Class, until the man turned around and said,
"Hello, would you like to take a sit?"
Griffin just jumped back a bit, and stared at the professor's face. He was quite scared. And how did he know he was there. Griffin turned around, and walked to a chair. He had to restart his heart, and breathed slowly. He hoped no other teachers are quite like that.
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Post by Crimson Sanguis on Jan 23, 2007 22:47:04 GMT -5
Crimson smiled at the boy. "So, kid, did I scare you or does your speed up at everything you see. If it does, you should change out of this class." The bat flow off into the woods again, leaving Crimson alone with the boy.
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