Transfiguration Classroom

Subject: Transfiguration Classroom Sun Feb 27, 2011 11:04 pm

In Transfiguration, you will learn the handy skill of turning one thing into another. Start small with turning matchsticks into needles, and progress to turning teapots into toucans (extra points for colorful plumage). Minerva McGonagall is your professor, and be aware that she is very strict and will tolerate no tomfoolery in her classroom.

Subject: Re: Transfiguration Classroom Mon Jul 23, 2012 12:55 am

Asking to use the Transfiguration classroom after school hours had ended had been easier then Gupta would have suspected. Really, there was many places that he could study in private, and the Library was the normal choice, but for tutoring, he preferred a higher level of privacy, better found in unused class rooms. But Gupta had chosen this class room specifically, since Professor McGonagall was well known around the school as an animagus, so it served a dual purpose of his being able to speak to her about the process before waiting for Alfred to show up.

Gupta had mastered the art already, and rather enjoyed his animal form, but Alfred was a hard student to teach. He was an exceptionally bright boy, but his grasp of magic was poor, and his desire to learn the more verbal side was... severely lacking. Getting him to sit still long enough to go through the proper methods was also proving hard. To become an animagus, meditation was important, but Alfred had fallen asleep on the last two attempts, so something new was needed. Coming up with it was hard, but Gupta was hoping he'd found an alternative that might actually work.

He'd had to ask for permission, and had even gone so far as to contact his mother to send him a few needed ingredients. When he'd run this method by Professor McGonagall, he'd been certain she would say no, or at least send him down to Professor Slughorn's classroom, however with the promise that he would leave not a trace of the potion he'd brewed for this session, she'd allowed it. It was also with a promise from both Professor Slughorn and Professor Flitwick that Gupta was very good at potions and the charms needed to eliminate even the scent of the most foul potion.

Looking around one last time, Gupta double checked the potion he'd brewed the day before, and decided he was as ready as he was going to get. There wasn't much to do now, except wait for Alfred to show up.

Subject: Re: Transfiguration Classroom Mon Jul 23, 2012 1:08 am

He was late.

Again.

Alfred didn't try and be late, he really didn't, but he was sure that most people believed he did. When he was home he was actually really good at being on time. However, Hogwarts wasn't home, and there was a great deal of things he had to do every day. Even when there weren't classes to be had, there were projects to work on, tutor sessions, Quidditch Practice, Prefect Duties, and quite frankly, it was hard to keep up sometimes. Luckily, his friends seemed to generally understand that he had all these responsibilities, and let it slide that he was often a little late for things. His teachers were not generally so kind.

Alfred had been late to his last charm class, and Professor Flitwick had kept him after for a few minutes to discuss both his tardiness, as well as his poor grade on the last test. Alfred was working really hard to get better, he truly was, but charms was just not his best class. He always fumbled the words, and even with Matthew as his tutor, it seemed there was nothing to be done to make it easier. His mood was rather downtrodden after the Professor pointed out that this would be taken up with Professor McGonagall, and they would discuss whether or not Alfred should, perhaps, drop a few of his extracurriculars.

When he reached the Transfiguration classroom, Alfred was glad to find that Gupta didn't seem particularly bothered by his lateness. The older student was always so calm, and seemed relaxed. It was refreshing and helped to calm down Alfred as well. The room, however, looked quite a bit different. Gupta had moved the two desk at the front of the room back, making room in front of them, where he'd piled pillows and blankets, and the whole room was foggy with smoke from musky incense. The low lights gave Alfred the feel he was walking into a bar in some old black and white detective movie. He left his bag, heavy with books and rolls of parchment, on one of the back desks, and took off his cloak to leave with it, then joined Gupta at the front of the room.

Shifting his weight a little anxiously, Alfred offered the older student a smile. He assumed he was meant to sit down, but a bit afraid to disturb anything. Everything seemed to have it's place, and was set up perfectly. There was no reason he could think of to do anything that could disrupt this almost perfect balance. He didn't even open his mouth to apologize for being late, in fear of breaking the odd calm in the room.

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