Post by adriana on Jan 22, 2012 20:25:58 GMT -5
Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs
Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers
are proud to present...
Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers
are proud to present...
PROF. ADRIANA CASTILLO
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She murmured a charm so that her chosen song would play softly, she'd decided to grant points to the first person who knew the composer and song title, though she might grant them to two students if one knew one but not both of those things. She felt her excitement almost as though it were a tangible presence in the room with her. As the first students trickled in, she sat behind her desk, unwilling to appear too eager, she was young after all, and didn't want to appear too inexperienced. The instruments had all been purchased by the school, and they lined the walls now, examples to be used later.
When the time to begin class had finally arrived, she stood, and with a wave of her wand the name 'Mrs. Castillo" appeared on the board behind her. "Hello class", she said in a soft but firm voice (one she'd practiced in the mirror for hours last night) "My name is Mrs. Castillo, welcome to Music Composition." She took a deep breath and continued on. "In this class we will be learning everything you could want to know about the histories of music, the different instruments, and later on during the semester we will begin studying different styles of music, and the instruments used to create those styles. A hand shot up, and Adriana exulted. "Yes, Miss..." The girl smiled winningly at her, "Summerby ma'am" the girl supplied. "All right Miss Summerby, did you have a question?"
The girl nodded, "will we be studying all kinds of music? Like muggle composers too?" It was a good question, and Adriana was glad someone had brought it up. "Yes Miss Summerby, I make no distinctions due to blood status in my class. If you hold any prejudices, you may either leave them at the door, or I would suggest you feel free to drop this class." Adriana disliked being so firm, but that was one particular detail about which she felt strongly. A few of the students grumbled, and one even stood, bag over his shoulder, and stalked out. This saddened Adriana, but she recovered quickly. "All right then, shall we begin?"[/ul][/size]
Mischief Managed!