Class #4: R&S / 6&7

[Professor Filius Flitwick]

INTRODUCTION

Group #1: Ravenclaw Sixth and Seventh Years
Group #2: Slytherin Sixth and Seventh Years
Discussion: Aguamenti

It was safe to say that this was one of Professor Flitwick's MOST dreaded classes of the school year. He had nightmares about this day, day-mares and sometimes he even got a twitch just thinking about it, which once led to him knocking over an entire goblet of cranberry juice onto Professor Snape's robe during dinner. He took all the necessary precautions. When he scurried into the classroom, he was wearing a bright yellow raincoat, rubber gardening boots he had borrowed from Professor Sprout, and he kept nervously rolling and unrolling the edges of the yellow rain hat he had in his hands. He was anticipating getting sprayed in the face at least 20 times today. Hopefully no one made the inside of the fireplace into a waterfall again. Maybe he should've brought a life-jacket... Taking a deep breath, he walked up to his podium and turned to his class. "Good morning, everyone!" he said, trying to look brave even though his voice cracked mid-sentence. "Today, we will be starting the Aguamenti spell!" His overgrown mustache twitched. "There is a goblet and medium sized cauldron on each of your desks for you to practice with! I recommend starting out small and working your way up to a larger stream of water -- but not TOO big!" he added quickly, thinking back to three years ago when one of his students turned the water pressure in his wand to about the strength of a firehouse and sent him flying across the room. "As you all know, Aguamenti is a conjuring spell! This is a more advanced type of magic that allows you to create things -- in this case, water -- out of thin air. So, if at first you don't succeed!" Professor Flitwick gulped and tugged the yellow hat on over his head. "Try try again!" he squeaked.

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[Pippin LeBeau]

Apparently, this lesson had been a lot of fun for the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs, so Pippin entered the Charms classroom with a big smile plastered on her face, ready for the fun to begin. She knew they were working on Aguamenti today, and knew from talking to others that Flitwick hadn’t advised anyone to perform the Impervius Charm beforehand. Apparently it was missing the point of the whole spell, which was to have the ultimate water fight. See, even Flitwick had come prepared, dressed up in raingear straight out of a children’s show. Pippin had prepared, too: she had hidden a change of dry clothes behind the statue just outside of the classroom, ready to use them immediately after class, because who wanted to walk around school in winter with wet socks and shoes? Not she! She leaned back in her chair, balancing on the back two legs, until Professor Flitwick gave the go-ahead and she whipped out her wand. “Aguamenti!” she cast, pointing straight up and hoping to splash everyone around her… But nothing. Only a few drops came out the end of her wand. Rolling her eyes, Pippin took Flitwick’s advice, and tried again.

This time was much more successful, and Pippin grinned to herself while she waited for her blast of water – albeit small – to come raining down on her and her fellow students.

[Aiden Neeson]

The moment Aiden stepped into his Charms class, he knew he should've skipped. He came in just as Flitwick began giving them instructions, and seeing his already odd looking professor dressed in a hideous yellow THING, Aiden stopped dead in his tracks. Aquamenti spell was today. Aiden let out a groan, his should sagging as he practically threw his book bag into his desk. He had completely forgotten that today they were doing the water spell. If he had remembered, he would have dressed in something more waterproof, or at least hadn't worn his new dragon hide shoes. He sat down heavily in his seat and glanced down at his shoes. They still had the new-hide smell and everything, and he had gotten the chance to put on a coat of waterproof wax he'd gotten from Hogsmeade. He did NOT want to get them ruined. Aiden pulled out his wand before safely tucking his expensive bookbag safely into his desk. At least THAT he could keep protected. Pulling his goblet towards himself, Aiden started practicing and carefully -- oh so carefully -- pouring a small stream of water into hit. He was good at Charms and he had tried this spell a couple of times already. Things were going fairly well until he felt a few droplets of water fall into his hair. Jerking forward trying to dodge anymore rogue water sprays, he ran a hand through his hair. No. This was unacceptable. He would not put up with his hair getting wet and, consequently, poofing out at weird angles when it dried. Aiden jerked his head to look back over his shoulder to see a smug looking Ravenclaw sitting behind him. "Was that ABSOLUTELY necessary?" he barked at the girl, the corner of his lip peeling back in a snarl.

[Pippin LeBeau]

Pippin was having a grand time in Charms when the handsome-yet-snotty boy in front of her just had to give her shit. Instead of getting cross (because honestly, when was Pippin ever cross? Er… except when she had the monthlies, and then she could be a terror, basically), she beamed at him instead. “You know, it probably isn’t necessary,” she said in a slight sing-song voice. “But if you only did things that were absolutely necessary, you wouldn’t have any fun at all, would you?” This time, she angled her wand so that the spray would come down mostly on herself, and opened her mouth to catch the droplets as they rained down on her and her desk partner. Licking her lips, she looked back at the should-not-be-allowed-to-be-prettier-than-most-of-the-girls-in-class Slytherin boy in front of her and grinned. “Tastes like mineral water! Anyway, just Impervius yourself if you don't want to get wet, of course.”

[Aiden Neeson]

Apparently Ravenclaw was reeeeally lowering their standards. "Most peoples' idea of fun doesn't involve watering themselves like a shrub in the dead of winter in the middle of class,"

[/b] he drawled, looking her over distastefully. "If you insist on dousing yourself at least spare the rest of us from getting spritzed with your fun."[/b] This girl was almost as bad as some of the 4th year Hufflepuffs he'd had the misfortune of running into. And who could actually tell the difference between regular water and mineral water anyway? And then be so happy about it? Aiden rolled his eyes. "You can't just use Impervius on dragon hide,"[/b] he before rolling his eyes. "Apparently Ravenclaws don't know everything. How utterly shocking," he said flatly before turning back to his desk. Anyone who knew anything about quality leather merchandise knew using Impervius to waterproof dragon hide compromised the sheen of the scales.
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[Augustus Rookwood]

When a drizzle of water thickened his light hair and rolled down his forehead, Augustus's lip pulled back like a dog ready for a fight. He hated practical jokes - hated when they were on him, of course. He turned to look at the offender next to him: A happy, blonde Ravenclaw stamped with a mischievous smile. Aiden spoke up before August had a chance and the two began to duke it out with words. More like, Aiden did while the other went on about mineral water. August didn't say anything - he only stared at the girl until he had caught her eye and then intentionally reached up with a stoic expression, dramatically flicked water off of his head in a manner which suggested irritation and subsequently turned his attention to the cauldron on his desk. He couldn't help it, he smirked a little playfully against his best wishes. August really didn't care all that much that he got a little wet. As long as no one dumped a waterfall on his head, of course. With wand in hand, he mimicked, "Aguamenti" and watched as a pool of water filled the bottom of his cauldron. Silently, Augustus dipped his finger in the water and licked it. It did taste the slightest....mineral-y.

[Pippin LeBeau]

So Pippin knew that she probably shouldn’t fan the flames, but when did she ever follow her own advice? Leaning forward, she propped her chin on her palm and grinned. “The only way shrubs grow and flower is if you water them.” Was it nonsense? Sure. But hey, this boy had demanded her attention first. He was bringing it on himself, really. “Oooh, dragonhide. What’re you all dolled up for? Hot date after class?” She winked playfully. “Lucky girl. Any guy who wears dragonhide on a date is a total catch, in my books. Oh, but just to clarify, I never did claim to know anything. I think I’m just in this house because blue is obviously my colour.” She exaggerated flipping her hair back over her shoulder, turning as her attention was caught by the boy to her left. He’d been in several of her classes since first year, but she couldn’t think of his name for the life of her. Well, until he introduced himself, she’d just call him Steve. Oi, what was with all these Slytherins and their obsession with being all dry? She heard that their common room was under the lake, so they should be used to being all wet and moist anyway. As she watched, Steve took a lick of the water out of his cauldron, and she grinned broadly. “Am I right? Is it minerally?”

[Professor Albus Dumbledore]

POINT COUNT

TALLY	Gryffindor	Ravenclaw	Hufflepuff	Slytherin
Attendance	00	15	00	15
Earned	00	00	00	00
Total	00	15	00	15