16 Aug 2018, 19:49
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
This felt wrong. Frost's slender fingers wrapped around the handle of the hammer. Breaking glasses on purpose felt so terribly wrong to her. How could she break them when she wore her own pair every single day? It just felt wrong.
Professor Wordsworth was a peculiar man in Frost's eyes. Not a bad kind of peculiar, just quite strange. The blonde man wore a cape, which in her opinion was super cool, and he seemed to know much about muggle fashion. And he had been a Hufflepuff when he was growing up in Hogwarts. Frost had never known a man like him. She quite liked him and all his quirks.
Shadeglasses? Wow! The girl had never seen so many in one place before. Some of her fellow students had corrected the professor, telling him that they were "sunglasses". But Frost very much agreed that they were "shadeglasses", as she had called them that her whole life.
"Oh? Sunglasses? I've always called them shadeglasses. But it's a shame I could never find a pair big enough to fit over my actual glasses." The ginger pushed up her glasses back as she said this.
The "sunglasses" sat on her desk, awaiting the hammer to be brought upon them. Destroying things, especially when they didn't belong to her, was something Frost was taught to never do. She was always taught to treat absolutely everything and everyone with respect. If mother could see her now.
The short girl raised the hammer above her head. "I'm so sorry, you beautiful shadeglasses." She pouted and closed her eyes before bringing the hammer down with a large THUD!
Frost started to inadvertently panic. What if she couldn't perform the spell? What if she had broken the poor shadeglasses for nothing?
No no. You will be able to do the spell. Just believe in yourself now. Or else those poor shadeglasses will be mad at you!
The ginger pulled out her wand from her leather boot and raised it to meet the shattered glass. "Oculus Repario!"
Nothing happened. Hmm. Was it not "repario"? How about "reparo"?
"Oculus Reparo?"
Sound sure of yourself! That'll surely work! Frost straightened her back and looked directly into the shade's "eyes".
"Oculus Reparo!"
A bright red light shot from her wand. Had she done it? I mean, she saw the light, right?
The Hufflepuff's hazel eyes went wide. In front of her, on the desk, sat perfectly unbroken shades.
"Ooooh!" The girl grabbed them and slid them onto her face. These ones actually fit over her regular glasses!
With a big goofy grin, she smiled at the blonde professor. "Professor, can this spell be used on regular glasses? It would be quite helpful in case mine broke." Her voice grew softer and her smile faded a little. "Professor, do you think the shadeglasses are angry at me for smashing them?"
She just had to know. After all, in her eyes everything had feelings.
Professor Wordsworth was a peculiar man in Frost's eyes. Not a bad kind of peculiar, just quite strange. The blonde man wore a cape, which in her opinion was super cool, and he seemed to know much about muggle fashion. And he had been a Hufflepuff when he was growing up in Hogwarts. Frost had never known a man like him. She quite liked him and all his quirks.
Shadeglasses? Wow! The girl had never seen so many in one place before. Some of her fellow students had corrected the professor, telling him that they were "sunglasses". But Frost very much agreed that they were "shadeglasses", as she had called them that her whole life.
"Oh? Sunglasses? I've always called them shadeglasses. But it's a shame I could never find a pair big enough to fit over my actual glasses." The ginger pushed up her glasses back as she said this.
The "sunglasses" sat on her desk, awaiting the hammer to be brought upon them. Destroying things, especially when they didn't belong to her, was something Frost was taught to never do. She was always taught to treat absolutely everything and everyone with respect. If mother could see her now.
The short girl raised the hammer above her head. "I'm so sorry, you beautiful shadeglasses." She pouted and closed her eyes before bringing the hammer down with a large THUD!
Frost started to inadvertently panic. What if she couldn't perform the spell? What if she had broken the poor shadeglasses for nothing?
No no. You will be able to do the spell. Just believe in yourself now. Or else those poor shadeglasses will be mad at you!
The ginger pulled out her wand from her leather boot and raised it to meet the shattered glass. "Oculus Repario!"
Nothing happened. Hmm. Was it not "repario"? How about "reparo"?
"Oculus Reparo?"
Sound sure of yourself! That'll surely work! Frost straightened her back and looked directly into the shade's "eyes".
"Oculus Reparo!"
A bright red light shot from her wand. Had she done it? I mean, she saw the light, right?
The Hufflepuff's hazel eyes went wide. In front of her, on the desk, sat perfectly unbroken shades.
"Ooooh!" The girl grabbed them and slid them onto her face. These ones actually fit over her regular glasses!
With a big goofy grin, she smiled at the blonde professor. "Professor, can this spell be used on regular glasses? It would be quite helpful in case mine broke." Her voice grew softer and her smile faded a little. "Professor, do you think the shadeglasses are angry at me for smashing them?"
She just had to know. After all, in her eyes everything had feelings.
You've learned the spell!
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"You're doing well, Frost!" Alpheus said as nodded, seeing her wearing the shade glasses comfortably on her face. "Anything involving ocular glasses of any type, shape or size, yes, even monocles!"
The Professor smirked at the follow up question, giving a thumbs up.
"Don't worry, I'm sure you didn't hurt their feel-lens..."
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❝ when you can't see on the bright side, i will be there to sit with you through the dark ❞
❝ when you can't see on the bright side, i will be there to sit with you through the dark ❞
6 Sep 2018, 02:00
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned Oculus Reparo!Smash things! He said it with such excitement. Cecily was terrified. How he sounded so excited! Why was smashing glasses so exciting! It certainly wasn't to Cecily. She raised her eyebrows as she held a hammer in her hand. She hated to break something that she wore almost every day in the summer. Her muggle father probably would have scolded her for breaking such a nice pair of sunglasses. The more Cecily looked at the sunglasses, the more she thought that they weren't the nicest sunglasses ever. What was the point anyway if they were just going to be smashed?
Cecily kept her attention on her sunglasses for a while. She wasn't really thinking about anything except what she would say to the poor sunglasses that would get smashed in a few moments.
Cecily chuckled a little when he called sunglasses "shade glasses". Cecily always thought it was funny how purebloods got confused with Muggle objects. As a half-blood, Cecily thought it was always fun to live in a muggle world and wizard world.
Cecily focused her attention back on the Professor. As he explained the spell further, this intrigued her more than having to smash a pair of perfectly good sunglasses.
"Oh, if you get it right, you'll notice a flash of red light, followed by snazzy repaired glasses... and if you do it wrong, well, nothing happens. Basically," was what the Professor finished with.
Cecily, hammer held tight in her hands, repeated under her breath the correct incantation for the Charm.
"Ock-you-liss reh-pah-ROH," Cecily said for the fifth time.
Hands shaking a little, Cecily made a move to break her glasses. She was really looking forward to saying the incantation and doing the Charm, but not smashing the glasses. A couple times Cecily made a move to smash them, but then stopped herself. She couldn't do it. She wasn't that kind of person.
Do it Cecily. Just do it! Do it. DO IT! A voice inside her head screamed, as she, eyes squeezed shut, held up her hammer a couple inches away from her unsmashed glasses.
Cecily shook her head. Why was it so hard for her? All she had to do was smash simple, ordinary, sunglasses. No, smash wasn't the right word. Break. She only had to break sunglasses, and then she would repair them soon after. Cecily opened her eyes and looked around the room. At first, she looked at the Professor for help but then noticed pretty much everyone in the room had already broken their sunglasses and were already trying to repair them. This was what got Cecily going. If she had trouble with the Charm and hadn't broken the glasses yet, people may be staring at her for a while.
She squeezed her eyes shut again as she made a move to break the sunglasses. She would do it this time, she was definitely sure of it. This was it. This was the time she would do it.
Crack.
It was done. Cecily still had her eyes shut but quickly reopened them. She had done it!
That took way too long, Cecily, Cecily scolded herself as she put the hammer down. Now it was the time Cecily was waiting for. Actually doing the Charm.
"Ock-you-liss-reh-pah-ROH," Cecily said again. She had it. There was no way she could mess up now.
Closing her eyes, Cecily focused all her thoughts on the charm.
"Acuklus Reeparo!" Cecily said, tapping the sunglasses with her wand.
Nothing happened.
"I definitely did not do something right. Let's see, Ock-you-liss-reh-pah-roh. I definitely did the incantation wrong. It's OCK, not ACK. And it's Reh, not ree."
Pronouncing the "Reh" in Reparo was the thing Cecily found most difficult. Whenever she practiced the Mending Charm she always had a tendency to say "Ree, as in renew" instead of "Reh".
Shaking her head, Cecily tried again. "Oculus Reparo."
She didn't make any wand movement. She had totally forgotten about that. She was too focused on the incantation. Cecily looked up. Most of the people had successfully repaired their sunglasses.
Feeling pressured to finish faster, Cecily focused again.
"Oculus Reparo!" She said with confidence. She tapped her wand on the sunglasses this time. She would not do the same mistake twice in a row.
It had worked! There was a flash of red light and the next thing she knew she had a freshly new pair of sunglasses. Cecily smiled. She had done it. It had taken a little longer than she would have wanted, but she had done it.
She waited for everyone else to successfully repair their sunglasses, and went up to the Professor.
"These are very perfectly fine sunglasses, Professor. I almost wasn't able to complete the task of smashing them. Do you think this is normal? Everyone else in the classroom broke it with no difficulty, but it took me a while. I do hope it wasn't too painful for these poor glasses. Oh, I also wanted to let you know, sir, that they are called sunglasses," Cecily said as she returned them. She smiled as widely and politely as she could. She never wanted to be disrespectful to Professors. The last thing she wanted to do was end up in detention.
Cecelia Dahlia Queen
Stats: Strength: 9 Agility: 9 Control: 10 Stamina: 7
Stats: Strength: 9 Agility: 9 Control: 10 Stamina: 7
14 Sep 2018, 09:39
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
Daniel watched the professor with, well, mild disinterest. He didn't really care about what the Professor was acting like, or if he was just zany in the first place. He did care, though, about the lessons being taught. The pair of glasses that he had retrieved were, frankly put, outlandish. They were neon red, with little sequins embedded in the frame. The lenses themselves weren't quite dark like the ones the Professor wore, but they were darker than, say, normal glasses. He tapped his fingers as he paid attention. All he had to do was fix them.
He studied the glasses. They were broken in many places along the frame after he had finished "smashing" them. The left side that hooked over the ear was extremely lose, the right lens was cracked in several places, and the bridge of the nose was literally hanging together with the thinnest piece of material ever. He figured it was either well worn, or purposely put like that, just so that people could practice their charm. He tapped his fingers idly against the desk beneath the glasses as he rolled the words around on his tongue.
"Occulus Reparo."
It felt weird to say; a foreign language he didn't quite understand the concept of. He knew the end part - Reparo, based as a mending charm. Occulus... glasses? Seeing? He rubbed his forehead and flipped through his book until he was on the right page. Right, right. Occulus, eye. Weird that it only repaired glasses. He pondered if there were other versions of the Reparo spell. It was something he'd have to look into - maybe he'd go bother Professor Henley. He jotted it down quickly in the corner of his book so he wouldn't forget for later.
Moving back into focusing, he picked up his wand and practiced the movement two times before he relaxed his shoulders. Focus. Enunciation. Deep breath. He let the tip of his wand tap on the bridge of the glasses before he clearly stated, "Occulus Reparo." Amazingly, and more out of amusement than anything, he watched the bridge seem to materialize plastic to stitch itself back together, and as he tapped it again, revisiting the verbal spell, the lens seemed to repair itself, too. One more time and the loose side was back in a firm place, and the glasses didn't look really all that bad.
"Professor, do you mind if I keep these?" Daniel quipped as he placed his wand down and studied the new glasses. Now, if only he could change them to bright green...
Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned Oculus Reparo!
He studied the glasses. They were broken in many places along the frame after he had finished "smashing" them. The left side that hooked over the ear was extremely lose, the right lens was cracked in several places, and the bridge of the nose was literally hanging together with the thinnest piece of material ever. He figured it was either well worn, or purposely put like that, just so that people could practice their charm. He tapped his fingers idly against the desk beneath the glasses as he rolled the words around on his tongue.
"Occulus Reparo."
It felt weird to say; a foreign language he didn't quite understand the concept of. He knew the end part - Reparo, based as a mending charm. Occulus... glasses? Seeing? He rubbed his forehead and flipped through his book until he was on the right page. Right, right. Occulus, eye. Weird that it only repaired glasses. He pondered if there were other versions of the Reparo spell. It was something he'd have to look into - maybe he'd go bother Professor Henley. He jotted it down quickly in the corner of his book so he wouldn't forget for later.
Moving back into focusing, he picked up his wand and practiced the movement two times before he relaxed his shoulders. Focus. Enunciation. Deep breath. He let the tip of his wand tap on the bridge of the glasses before he clearly stated, "Occulus Reparo." Amazingly, and more out of amusement than anything, he watched the bridge seem to materialize plastic to stitch itself back together, and as he tapped it again, revisiting the verbal spell, the lens seemed to repair itself, too. One more time and the loose side was back in a firm place, and the glasses didn't look really all that bad.
"Professor, do you mind if I keep these?" Daniel quipped as he placed his wand down and studied the new glasses. Now, if only he could change them to bright green...
Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned Oculus Reparo!
Str: 7 | Agility: 7 | Control: 7 | Stam: 9
14 Sep 2018, 16:40
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
h. montgomery
Wow... muggles were pretty clever - inventing glasses to stop the sun annoying you?? Hestia made a mental note to purchase some next time she was in London. Hopefully they'd have some, Hestia figured that the muggles made quite a few of these glasses as they all looked the same.
Turning to the pair in front of her, Hestia picked up the hammer on the desk and smashed the glasses on the bridge, wincing slightly as the plastic splintered. Grimacing as she looked at the newly destroyed glasses, she rolled up her sleeves and reached for her wand, which was stowed in the pocket of her cloak.
With a deep breath in, Hestia began to speak. "Oculus rep... reparo," she said, instantly realising she shouldn't have stopped half way through saying the spell. The charms professor had always said that saying the spell correctly was incredibly important, and Hestia had messed up. The two parts of the glasses fidgeted slightly close to each other, but gave up after a few seconds.
Furrowing her brows, Hestia tried again. "Oculus reparo!" she stated confidently, watching the glasses expectantly. The two halves moved together quickly, and Hestia grinned to herself, picking the pair up and inspecting them closely.
"Sir," she raised her hand. "What muggle shops sell these?"
Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned Oculus Reparo!
h. montgomery || played by rose
20 Sep 2018, 18:49
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
The blonde didn't like the idea of smashing anything. Sure, she was still a kid but she didn't have that wildness to her that most kids had. The closest she had come to playing in the mud was a sandbox. She didn't like to get messy and certainly didn't like to smash things to bits. Not without a good purpose for doing so. Now what was this about shade glasses?
Dymphna leaned forward in her seat, focusing intently. She wasn't completely clueless about the Muggle world as some Pureblood families were. Her father worked in the heart of London, in a magical museum but he still interacted with muggles whenever he took his lunch break. One thing she was certain of was that shade glasses was wrong but she couldn't for the life of her remember what it was actually called. Oh well.
Despite the Muggle knowledge that she had acquired over the years, she didn't know what was going to happen next. It was uneventful, not being smashed to pieces like she had thought. Doing as she was told, she took the heavy hammer and shades, waiting for further instruction. Ah, everything was starting to make sense now! An Eyeglass Repair Charm would come in quite handy indeed.
The hammer was let go from above the glasses, smashing the lenses out of the frames. It didn't look the same as the Professors but it was all for the sake of learning. Hopefully she wouldn't have to use a hammer again. "Oculus Reparo," she repeated alongside the rest of the class, then for real with a light tap of her wand. "Oculus Reparo," the glasses started piecing back together and soon, it was as though she hadn't dropped a hammer on them at all.
Triumph!
Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned Oculus Reparo!
Dymphna leaned forward in her seat, focusing intently. She wasn't completely clueless about the Muggle world as some Pureblood families were. Her father worked in the heart of London, in a magical museum but he still interacted with muggles whenever he took his lunch break. One thing she was certain of was that shade glasses was wrong but she couldn't for the life of her remember what it was actually called. Oh well.
Despite the Muggle knowledge that she had acquired over the years, she didn't know what was going to happen next. It was uneventful, not being smashed to pieces like she had thought. Doing as she was told, she took the heavy hammer and shades, waiting for further instruction. Ah, everything was starting to make sense now! An Eyeglass Repair Charm would come in quite handy indeed.
The hammer was let go from above the glasses, smashing the lenses out of the frames. It didn't look the same as the Professors but it was all for the sake of learning. Hopefully she wouldn't have to use a hammer again. "Oculus Reparo," she repeated alongside the rest of the class, then for real with a light tap of her wand. "Oculus Reparo," the glasses started piecing back together and soon, it was as though she hadn't dropped a hammer on them at all.
Triumph!
Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned Oculus Reparo!
[font=times new roman]STA - 7 | EVA - 8 | STR - 5 | WIS - 10 +10% | ARC - 8 | ACC - 8
Part-Veela | Gobbledegook
Part-Veela | Gobbledegook
2 Oct 2018, 16:49
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned Oculus Reparo!There seemed to be a lot of extraneous things going on in Professor Wordsworth's speech - truly, the man lived up to his last name. Max had never heard such optimism or odd phrases like 'wizkids' and it floored him almost as much as the term 'shade glasses.' Weren't they called sunglasses or some such thing? But he'd heard shades as well... perhaps he'd been wrong all along about the name of them, and the thought was slightly disconcerting. Shaking the thought away - and filing it in his mind for later - he got up to grab a hammer and pair of 'shadeglasses.'
Settling into his seat, he was rather happy to hear that this lesson consisted of smashing something. If there was one thing he enjoyed doing mindlessly, it was breaking things - and glass especially had a quality of almost seduction in terms of the way it shattered. He was ready before they were even told, and with a small chuckle of satisfaction, he brought the hammer down hard on the glasses. They buckled and broke with ease under the wood, a piece of glass making a light pinging sound as it fell out onto his desk.
"Alright, so next..." he murmured, sliding his wand out of his robes and pointing it at the frames. "Oculus Reparo," he breathed, lightly tapping his wand on the frames and waiting for any sort of response. It didn't appear to work, but then he was now quite used to spells not working on the first try. Adjusting himself to feel more comfy in his seat so the hard wood of the chair in his back wouldn't be a distraction, he gave it a second attempt with more feeling. "Oculus Reparo." Said with the exact inflection the professor had used as Max neatly flicked his wand against the broken item.
This time was much more satisfying, a spark of red lighting his wand before the glass lifted back up from the table and righted itself into the frames. What an interesting spell - he found himself wondering if the magic was forcing all the particles together or if it was genuinely reversing what had previously been done. Tucking his wand away, he picked up the sunglasses between two fingers and held them up thoughtfully. The spell probably wouldn't be useful since he looked after his things, but it was still extra knowledge. And the implications of what magic really was... that was something he'd keep thinking about long into the day.
"There’s something brittle in me that will break before it bends."
Fearless | Poison Resistance
STA - 7, EV - 5, STR - 1, WIS - 9, ARC - 10, ACC - 8
Fearless | Poison Resistance
STA - 7, EV - 5, STR - 1, WIS - 9, ARC - 10, ACC - 8
3 Oct 2018, 13:44
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
As the class went on, Marcia ad trouble not to roll her eyes too often. She wouuld have to worry having them pop out of her face. If she dreaded one thing more than History of Magic in general, then it was her broad smiling and energic teacher. She gave him credits for trying to make the most boring subject a little more entertaining, but his constant gibble gabble and his manners were too much to handle that early in the morning.
She was tempted more than once to bang her head at the table, whenever he said one of his bad puns, but settled with a low groan instead. Others loved him and that was alright, she however would have preffered to sleep in class with more silence. Shade glasses, what an idiot.
Today her peace was disturbed even more when their teacher announced, among his bad jokes, that they would learn a spell. It was the second practical lesson for History of Magic, but while the first one was fun, they now would learn how to repair things. No, not things, that would have been convenient. They would learn to repair glasses. Glasses, noone wore glasses. But, what their professor said had to be done.
She glanced at her object. Silly looking sunglasses with big edges and even bigger glasses. She watched as others tried their glasses on fur fun, but Marcia just grabbed the hammer and used it. She didnt imagine anything, it just felt good to destroy something. At least one thing today, that was enjoyable.
Now her glasses were broken down into countless pieces and Marcia would have been happy to just leave it here. She could however see that the others already spoke their first tries, making their professor whoop about their attemps, so she hesitantly let the hammer down and instead snatched her wand. "Oh what joy."
She pointed the tip of her wand at the mess infront of her and tried to remember the right incantation. She hasn't listened well when her professor had spoken, she rarely does. "Oculus Reparo."
It was a try, a bad one, and she didn't emphasise anything. It didn't matter if she would master it or not, she didn't care. When would she need to repair glasses anyway. A mending charm would be helpful and it surely would work on glasses as well. That spell here was just redundant.
"Oculus Reparo," she said again without any energy. She was just playing her part, acting as if she really tried. "Oh damn, it's not working." Yes, what a shame.
For the next minutes she once a while did her best to perfomre the spell, and played with the wording. A little fun that she allowed herself. "Oculus Reparo."
Suddenly a burst of red light emerged out of the tip of her wand, engulfing the pieces, which were trembling on the table and then sprung together, bits by bits, until the shades were complete again. "Woops," she said, looking at the now fully working sunglasses. She stared a few seconds and didnt really felt proud, but rather enlightened.
Without hesitation she grabbed the hammer again and let some strokes rain on the table, crushing the glasses once more. Her swings were trained after hours of quidditch training, so the glasses soon were unrecognizable. "Oculus Reparo." Once again the light emerged and in seconds the shades were whole.
Her wand was laid down and instead she used the hammer, again crushing the glasses, repeating it again and again and again. Well, that is fun.
Professor Edit: Congratulatious, you've learned Oculus Reparo!
She was tempted more than once to bang her head at the table, whenever he said one of his bad puns, but settled with a low groan instead. Others loved him and that was alright, she however would have preffered to sleep in class with more silence. Shade glasses, what an idiot.
Today her peace was disturbed even more when their teacher announced, among his bad jokes, that they would learn a spell. It was the second practical lesson for History of Magic, but while the first one was fun, they now would learn how to repair things. No, not things, that would have been convenient. They would learn to repair glasses. Glasses, noone wore glasses. But, what their professor said had to be done.
She glanced at her object. Silly looking sunglasses with big edges and even bigger glasses. She watched as others tried their glasses on fur fun, but Marcia just grabbed the hammer and used it. She didnt imagine anything, it just felt good to destroy something. At least one thing today, that was enjoyable.
Now her glasses were broken down into countless pieces and Marcia would have been happy to just leave it here. She could however see that the others already spoke their first tries, making their professor whoop about their attemps, so she hesitantly let the hammer down and instead snatched her wand. "Oh what joy."
She pointed the tip of her wand at the mess infront of her and tried to remember the right incantation. She hasn't listened well when her professor had spoken, she rarely does. "Oculus Reparo."
It was a try, a bad one, and she didn't emphasise anything. It didn't matter if she would master it or not, she didn't care. When would she need to repair glasses anyway. A mending charm would be helpful and it surely would work on glasses as well. That spell here was just redundant.
"Oculus Reparo," she said again without any energy. She was just playing her part, acting as if she really tried. "Oh damn, it's not working." Yes, what a shame.
For the next minutes she once a while did her best to perfomre the spell, and played with the wording. A little fun that she allowed herself. "Oculus Reparo."
Suddenly a burst of red light emerged out of the tip of her wand, engulfing the pieces, which were trembling on the table and then sprung together, bits by bits, until the shades were complete again. "Woops," she said, looking at the now fully working sunglasses. She stared a few seconds and didnt really felt proud, but rather enlightened.
Without hesitation she grabbed the hammer again and let some strokes rain on the table, crushing the glasses once more. Her swings were trained after hours of quidditch training, so the glasses soon were unrecognizable. "Oculus Reparo." Once again the light emerged and in seconds the shades were whole.
Her wand was laid down and instead she used the hammer, again crushing the glasses, repeating it again and again and again. Well, that is fun.
Professor Edit: Congratulatious, you've learned Oculus Reparo!
Stamina: 4 | Evasion: 6 | Strength: 9 | Wisdom: 5 | Arcane: 2 | Accuracy: 9
Stamina: 3 | Agility: 6 | Strength: 15 | Control: 11
Marcia Kingsleigh
Stamina: 3 | Agility: 6 | Strength: 15 | Control: 11
Marcia Kingsleigh
6 Oct 2018, 21:57
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
Phaedra sat in her first-row desk, attentive with clasped hands as she took in the man’s lecture for the day. Professor Wordsworth III was an interesting one; a charismatic wizard who clearly had a bit too much fun with his job. She watched his demonstration of the spell, happy that soon she’d have another to add to her arsenal, and after he was done she stood in line with everyone else to gather their tools for the day.
Unlike her experience with the wizarding world, Phaedra knew very little of muggles; her only encounters with them being curious, distant glances at the natives and tourists she occasionally saw during trips to Athens. All that she had personally seen from muggles was that they dressed in odd ways and really liked those flat screeny-picture things that they sometimes brought up to their faces and talked to. Whatever those devices were called. The name escaped her.
When it was her turn, Phaedra hesitantly outstretched one arm towards the box of ‘shade glasses,’ before looking over her shoulder to gauge the reactions of those who had taken a pair before her. No one was hurt from coming into contact with them like her mother said would happen and some were already shattering the glasses with the hammers. She'd be fine.
Returning to her desk, the first thing she did was inspect the glasses. Their frames were cool to the touch and felt like cheap plastic but that didn’t matter because without thinking twice, she had started to try something her mother would lose her mind over.
Moving strands of hair from her face, Phaedra took her free hand to bring up and rest the pair of shade glasses onto the bridge of her nose, staring straight ahead at the classroom’s chalkboard afterwards. They only remained for a few seconds as she didn’t want to get called out for being distracted or have anyone notice, but the short moment was just enough to get a glimpse of a world so drastically different than hers.
She had seen that everything was quite dark through the lenses, but another student had said they were that way to protect against the sun, so it made sense, she supposed. Less light would flow in if the glass was darker, correct? The invention was quite creative coming from muggles. The girl almost found it respectable.
However, the Ravenclaw couldn’t waste any more time pondering over semantics lest the class end before she could perfect the spell. Ripping off the glasses with an awkward cough, she laid them onto her desk to pick up the hammer and get to work. This was the very first time any muggle object had touched her hands, and here she was, planning to destroy it. How fitting.
Pulling her arm backwards, Phaedra brought it forward again to break through the right lense with the hard tool, a satisfying crack emitting from the force. One hit would be enough, she figured. Would it be harder to repair something the more damaged it was? If so, she rather preferred to start off easy. It would be stupid not to.
Picking up her wand, Phaedra sat up straight to attempt casting. “Oculus reparo,” Phaedra said, her wand pointing imposingly at the cracks. Gently tapping the glasses on the last syllable just like instructed, she was surprised to see that nothing happened. The shades just remained there lifelessly and mocking. Perhaps she hadn’t stressed the incantation correctly. Such a thing was a challenge for some, especially with the varieties of accents within the school. Pointing her wand again, she went for a second attempt.
“Oculus Reparo!” That was the ticket and after a red flash from her wand, the cracks seemed to melt together and fuse, leaving the frames in the pristine condition that they were before.
As the class came to an end, Phaedra packed up her belongings but left the glasses behind for the man to collect. Even though she had never owned a pair of glasses, knowing the spell could possibly be useful someday. The more knowledge the merrier.
Professor Edit: Congratulations you have learned Oculus Reparo!
7 Oct 2018, 00:08
Eyeglass Repair Charm, First Year
REID was charmed by Professor Wordsworth, to say the least, he found the man's charisma easy to tune with. There was no hiding it as the normally withdrawn student was leaning forward on his desk, elbows and all as he watched Alpheus speak. What he pulled out was not familiar to him, even though he practically grew up as a muggle. All he knew was sunglasses and eyeglasses, but maybe sunglasses and shade glasses were the same thing. Tests and homework were overrated, they had quickly become the bane of his existence since he entered Hogwarts. Reid did well with muggle testing, but magic for some reason was harder to deal with and the school was undoubtedly always asking the best from them.
TO get a practical exercises was a godsend in his eyes, he would much rather learn physically rather than read a book. He wanted to volunteer his reading glasses but he doubted he would be able to repair it right away if it was broken. The boy stood up from his seat, shuffling as he started forward towards Wordsworth's desk. All of a sudden, the boy felt a gentle yank on his side, causing him to turn around and see that his robe had gotten caught at one of the table's splintered edges. With careless ease, Reid tugged the robe entirely, ripping it as he continued on towards the front behind a student. He could repair it later, perhaps he could have stapled it if he had a stapler.
IT was funny how much he took the smallest muggle things for granted, it felt like he was stuck in a whole different century at Hogwarts sometimes. The boy picked up the pair of tinted spectacles and meandered back to his desk. Reid pulled his reading glasses from his collar and placed it beside the shaded ones for a side by side comparison. A hammer was held in his hand as he paused to listen to what the other students were doing. But all of a sudden, he heard an abnormally loud 'SMACK' of the student beside him. It caused him to jump slightly and slam his own hammer down as a result and he heard an ungodly crack. Reid cracked his eye open to see that his the hammer's head, unfortunately, landed on his very own reading glasses.
IT laid in front of him, shattered beyond belief. "Oh, Merlin's ..." he dejectedly mused. Panic set off in his brain, what if he failed? This wasn't good. So the boy did the next best option in his mind and slammed the hammer onto the shaded ones too. Now both were broken, but at least he broke the right one. "Uhm." Reid set the hammer down, he clearly made the situation much more terrible than it originally was. This was embarrassing and once again he seemed like an absolute buffoon. A shade of crimson enveloped his features, tinging even the tip of his ears. The Hufflepuff pulled out his wand and observed his fellow classmates' incantations and their wand movement, especially the book-smart Ravenclaws.
HE straightened himself, twirling the wand in his hand before pointing it at the shaded glasses. "Oculus reparo." he commanded. His syllable didn't exactly come out the way it should have and he watched the pieces seemingly twitch and the tip of his wand glow red. It fell apart rather than actually coming together. The lines on his features hardened and he took a deep breath again, before taking a few seconds to listen again. He paid special attention to the students who didn't fail. This time, he got it. "Oculus reparo." he firmly stated. One by one, the pieces came together naturally and the shade became as good as new. If only he knew reparo earlier, it would have made his life much easier before. Now he turned his attention to his busted spectacles and pointed his wand towards it. "Oculus reparo."
TO get a practical exercises was a godsend in his eyes, he would much rather learn physically rather than read a book. He wanted to volunteer his reading glasses but he doubted he would be able to repair it right away if it was broken. The boy stood up from his seat, shuffling as he started forward towards Wordsworth's desk. All of a sudden, the boy felt a gentle yank on his side, causing him to turn around and see that his robe had gotten caught at one of the table's splintered edges. With careless ease, Reid tugged the robe entirely, ripping it as he continued on towards the front behind a student. He could repair it later, perhaps he could have stapled it if he had a stapler.
IT was funny how much he took the smallest muggle things for granted, it felt like he was stuck in a whole different century at Hogwarts sometimes. The boy picked up the pair of tinted spectacles and meandered back to his desk. Reid pulled his reading glasses from his collar and placed it beside the shaded ones for a side by side comparison. A hammer was held in his hand as he paused to listen to what the other students were doing. But all of a sudden, he heard an abnormally loud 'SMACK' of the student beside him. It caused him to jump slightly and slam his own hammer down as a result and he heard an ungodly crack. Reid cracked his eye open to see that his the hammer's head, unfortunately, landed on his very own reading glasses.
IT laid in front of him, shattered beyond belief. "Oh, Merlin's ..." he dejectedly mused. Panic set off in his brain, what if he failed? This wasn't good. So the boy did the next best option in his mind and slammed the hammer onto the shaded ones too. Now both were broken, but at least he broke the right one. "Uhm." Reid set the hammer down, he clearly made the situation much more terrible than it originally was. This was embarrassing and once again he seemed like an absolute buffoon. A shade of crimson enveloped his features, tinging even the tip of his ears. The Hufflepuff pulled out his wand and observed his fellow classmates' incantations and their wand movement, especially the book-smart Ravenclaws.
HE straightened himself, twirling the wand in his hand before pointing it at the shaded glasses. "Oculus reparo." he commanded. His syllable didn't exactly come out the way it should have and he watched the pieces seemingly twitch and the tip of his wand glow red. It fell apart rather than actually coming together. The lines on his features hardened and he took a deep breath again, before taking a few seconds to listen again. He paid special attention to the students who didn't fail. This time, he got it. "Oculus reparo." he firmly stated. One by one, the pieces came together naturally and the shade became as good as new. If only he knew reparo earlier, it would have made his life much easier before. Now he turned his attention to his busted spectacles and pointed his wand towards it. "Oculus reparo."
Professor Edit: Congratulations, You've learned Oculus Reparo!
"Trouble usually finds me."