Transfiguration Years 1-4

Sebastian sat at his desk. This was it. His first ever lesson at his old school. He didn't tell the head master his real reason's for applying for the job. It wasn't to keep tabs on his brother or anything. But today, he wore a nice shirt, and vest, and through on a cloak so he wouldn't get yelled at for wearing muggle clothing. He slicked back his sexy wavy hair, and sat at his desk. The first spell was written on the board: Ranafereverto. Today, they were transforming goblet's into frogs. Simple beginner's stuff.

If they passed this, then, he would try more advanced stuff with them. But this was just to see what they knew, and he would also find out what they wanted to learn as well. He sat up patiently and waited for the first student to arrive. He wasn't sure how he would work his point system. The first person to get the spell right would obviously get the first few points. He secretly hoped it would be a Ravenclaw student. In fact, he just knew it would be a Ravenclaw. He just sat at his desk patiently waiting.

Saryana walked towards class. She had gotten a head start so she couldn't get yelled from her favorite painting for calling him childish. Half of her still wanted to say something but she was feeling nice today.

She greeted the teacher whwn she entered and sat down at the front in the middle. Than she read the board. She knew the spell! She smiled at herself for that and took her wand out. Than began to examine her goblet.

Danny walked into the class and his eyes immediately fell on Saryana. He walked over to her and sat down beside her, "Is this seat taken?" He looked up at the board and saw what spell they were doing. He kind of knew the spell. He knew the spell to turn a frog into a goblet. He guessed this was the counter spell. He eyed his goblet and took out his wand. A 13 inch, mahogany with a pheonix feather core. He loved his wand

Fulk didn't want to get up. He felt that his life became a nightmare, so he didn't understand why he couldn't sleep again. But he had no choice. Soon he had Transfiguration class.

So he came in this class. He hadn't eaten anything and he hadn't taken any shower. In the Transfiguration room, he sat down at the last place, next to the door. He wanted to fastly run out.

His teacher was at his desk. Fulk saw his face but he didn't salute him. He didn't want to speak with anybody else because all of them was wizards and he couldn't bear that.

On his desk he had a goblet. And at the board the name of a spell. He shudderred when he took his wand. He did not wish to practice magic.

Karasu was excited for this class. Transfiguration. Ah, just the ring to it, there were probably limitless possibilities to what spells this class could offer. They could turn anything, into anything. Though, learning all the different spells would be tough, since there had to me many. But Karasu could handle it.
They walked into the class, only full with four other people, including the teacher. Thankfully no one had taken the front seat in the corner, Karasus favourite seat. No one could sit beside them, and they were in the front. What could be better?
Automatically, Karasu took out their paper and pens, and placed them on their desk, ready for the lesson.