Charms Class: OTA
Golden sunshine splashes through the tall windows and lights up the early afternoon. There isn't a cloud in the sky. Quidditch trials are that afternoon and rumors buzz about who's in, who's cut, who's trying out. Term's barely begun. The entire year stretches ahead, full of promise.
And despite the perfect day, Charms class is still stuck inside.
"Practice that on your own first, then in pairs," Professor Frigga Fensalir instructs as she lowers her own wand. It's difficult enough to keep their attention when it's storming outside, there's hardly a hope of their remembering any of this now, but they'll settle down soon.
ooc: Class is in session! Feel free to ask Professor Fensalir questions, talk amongst yourselves, pass notes, have whispered conversations, and anything else students get up to during class. Professors feel free to stop by and interrupt as well.
And despite the perfect day, Charms class is still stuck inside.
"Practice that on your own first, then in pairs," Professor Frigga Fensalir instructs as she lowers her own wand. It's difficult enough to keep their attention when it's storming outside, there's hardly a hope of their remembering any of this now, but they'll settle down soon.
ooc: Class is in session! Feel free to ask Professor Fensalir questions, talk amongst yourselves, pass notes, have whispered conversations, and anything else students get up to during class. Professors feel free to stop by and interrupt as well.