Potionsmaking (November)The professor giggled as he waved to his students. "Luckily for you, you get to have yet another term with yours truly! I'm sure you're delighted to be taught by someone who doesn't insult your intelligence every five seconds, so please, sit down and let's get started with the lessons."
At first, mHelmy hadn't thought that he knew much about potions, but teaching the courses was easier than he had expected. He had access to all of his counterpart's memories, and with those at his fingertips he could provide all the information the students would need.
PTS 101: Introduction to Potions
"All right! So some of you picked out a plant and told me what you use it for, which is good, because that's what I asked. The next stage in this introductions course is going to be coming up with different potions, in theory, that you could create from that plant. For instance, if you have a plant that improves mood, it could be used for a potion that treats depre
Magical Linguistics Assignments - November The chill had settled into Otherworlde quite thoroughly and the festivity of the Halloween holidays had faded, but the Magical Linguistics building was quite warm inside. Despite the fact that Professor Razik wasn't bothered by the cold, he wanted to provide a safe space for his students, a place full of warmth and peace and calm quietness.
Perhaps his classes were not quiet, because there were many students and the atmosphere could get rambunctious with the way spells were spoken and shouted and magic was heavy in the air, curling around the occupants of the building... And that wasn't even taking into count the students that were just loud normally. Some of his students were even prone to getting into fights and punching each other? The kelpie would be sure to let his students know that his department was not the best for combat-oriented things, and would probably lead them off to
bother mDrake with their presence
November Chronomancy AssignmentsThe professor was in an oddly good mood as he stood before his students, once more his adult self, but still dressed in some festive reds and golds. He squinted at the students in the classes, a lot of them hadn't done anything, and while he normally went about just continuing on in the class, he felt that maybe this time, some things could be skipped.
None the less, the professor was smiling in spite of his lazy students. He'd socialized for the first time in a long time, and seemed to remember how fun it was.
CHR 101: Laws and Principles of Time
"Normally I don't just skip or gloss over the rules, so I guess we'll just breeze through the next ones, hm?" Atla held up four fingers. "Rule four, if you try or succeed to break the rules without using a loophole, you will be caught. You will be punished." He smiled. "The punishments range from loss of skill, to death! Rule five, your specific timeline's past cannot be altered. If you g
.: Beast Studies Assignments - November :.
"So as you're all aware, we're currently the best department in the whole school!"
Upton nodded his head before a wide grin cracked on his face. "Can you believe that? We came in first for that zombie thing! I knew you guys could do it! And the top three placers all being in my department, too - Ahh!" The hype was real. To think he had beat even the most popular departments - especially being a new teacher! - that was an achievement.
Though as soon as he realized that his students were staring at him strangely he stopped, clearing his throat. "Um, anyway..." He coughed, turning his attention back to the class. "Back to the lesson..."
BST 101: Introduction to Cryptid Theory
This time he was determined for all of his students to be able to complete their assignments with complete and utter ease. He cracked his knu
.: November Sub-Event - Breakout! :.
Faint, foreign murmurs echoed through the walls of the Beast Studies building as a young-looking professor walked out of one of the classrooms. His ears were perked up, alert for anything that seemed off. Nothing appeared out of place, but a suspicious feeling hung around the hellhound as his eyes darted left and right.
"Ngh..." He muttered to himself, trying not to look too focused on anything. Sure, there was a strange aura present, causing his senses to be messed up, but surely it had to be just a trick of the mind. He kept track of all the creatures in his building, and his senses were rather sharp anyway. He had no enemies, either, so it's not like it was a curse...
"Let's see... I think that was the last of the animals to be locked up, wasn't it?" Upton looked at his list, flipping through the pages before nodding to himself. "Alright, I suppose it's time to figure out what to do for tomorrow's class-"
LIN 201: Fanning the Creative FlamesEven with hordes of ravenous zombies and equally blood-thirsty students out and about, Kerzendocht Geduld found failing her first Linguistics assignment of the semester far more frightening. Her stomach fluttered as she scrambled into her enchanted lantern to set off--as warm as she was in her new dress, it didn't make traversing the cold, sometimes wet grounds any easier.
"Ooh! Why did I wait so very long once more?" The little Candlekin grimaced as she traversed the frozen, October grounds. "I suppose...I had not learned from the first time I made such a mistake..."
Luckily for her, shambling corpses didn't really pay too much attention to her. An occasional zombie might've stopped to stare at the floating lantern, seemingly without an owner, but it wasn't something they could eat, and therefore moved on. It didn't take too long to make it to the stoned pave-way of the library, and the magical device had a much easier time moving around on smo