15 Jun 2018, 04:49
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
Everything the professor taught was like spun gold! The obvious ways that he managed to incorporate quips and jests in a subject that, by right, should have been boring to the point of nausea, was absolutely brilliant for lack of better word. Who would have thought that sneezing could possibly have any significant foothold in history? Certainly not Dorian, who was seated somewhere in the front row of the classroom eagerly eating it up. Professor Cazarez's every word was like the source of life at this point as he took it all in greedily, registering every animated gesture to memory, all up to the point where the professor actually cast the spell at the dummy.
Dorian had been expecting something...more. Maybe a little pizzazz to dazzle the enemy in a blaze of sparks and tiny explosions, like hexed fireworks that clung to and around a person. What he got, however, was a comedown from seeing the green rings fizzle and fade as they hit the dummy. The boy gave it a minute, wondering if maybe there was something missing. Dorian stared hard at the dummy, so hard that his eyes seemed as if they would fall from their sockets and orbit the dummy's gravitational zone. Nothing happened. Was the History of Magic professor finally losing his touch or was he subjecting them all to some form of practical joke? Dorian's hand was in the air, ready to ask the question when the professor turned to the class with a grin and pointed at him.
Eyes widening, Dorian stood and followed the professor's instructions, standing in front of the dummy like the target that he was. Something about this didn't seem right. Was he being picked on for some reason that he didn't know of? The second the word 'volunteer' left the professor's mouth Dorian tentatively added "Uhh...Sir?" Clearly the boy was against this idea, but the resounding "Steleus!" that followed was unforgiving in its intonation. Dorian cringed violently, shutting his eyes tightly and waiting for the pain to take him. Nothing. Opening his eyes a peak, he blinked down at himself and noted that nothing was amiss. He grinned at the professor and almost allowed himself the luxury of laughing aloud. "Better luck next time Profes - ACHOO!" What in the world? The sneezing fit continued unhindered, at which point his eyes were so tightly shut that he hadn't seen the approach of what came next, but had heard it.
It was altogether possible he had underestimated whatever lesson the professor was trying to teach them, for now, he got the gist of it and noted that the brute force approach he always seemed keen to take was not always the best modus operandi. Returning to his seat at the professor's instruction, Dorian felt no shame in having been randomly picked to be the live dummy. He had gotten the first-hand experience as to what the spell could do in the hands of someone learned like Professor Cazarez, and now he felt even more confident that he could reproduce the spell much the same way he had seen it used up close and personal. The announcement was made after a brief explanation, and Dorian waited quietly, wand at the ready, for his turn to test the spell on the dummy.
As he stepped up to the plate, he eyed the thing as if it was the most offending piece of decoration he had ever seen. Holding his wand in a dueling stance, he flicked downward in a rapid motion and incanted "Steleus" with as much conviction as he could. Something was happening. There was a second of green sparks coming to life at the tip of his wand before they died during conception. Thinking no bad thoughts towards his own competency level or his wand's usefulness, he simply allowed himself to try again. This was a learning process, after all. Flicking his wand in that same way he had seen the professor use, he cast the spell. "Steleus." There was a small moment of hesitation on the magic's part before the spell erupted with impressive success. The sparks flew from the tip of the wand and crashed into the dummy within mere moments.
Fist-bumping the air, Dorian stepped off to the side so someone else could get their chance, realizing that now came the part of the little learning exercise where he would have to experience the business end of this spell for the second time today. Already aware of the effect it would have on a live body, Dorian didn't feel too dubious about the casting, but he was concerned about how a spell intended to 'harm' himself would turn out. No one would cast a harmful spell on themselves with aplomb, and confidence was a big part in spellcasting if Transfiguration class had taught him anything. One's intent played a factor in the spell's outcome. Putting the thoughts to the side, Dorian decided that he would never accomplish what he needed if he never bothered to try. And it was so that without further display of outward reluctance, he held the wand a little away from himself, flicked the tip downward at his own face and cast the spell.
It took a couple of seconds, but the familiar sniffling was soon upon him, and before he could prepare himself to sneeze properly, the expulsion of irritated air erupted from both his mouth and nose, encouraging a small dribble of snot to fly from his nose. It was like Rictusempra Tag all over again, and Dorian was on the receiving end of all the bad stuff that could ever happen to someone who just wanted to do well. The spell itself seemed to have been a success, however, and hopefully, the professor had seen his effort despite the little extra eww at the end. Dorian quickly used the hem of his sleeve to wipe away the snot and returned to his seat, sneezing a few more times along the way.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
Dorian had been expecting something...more. Maybe a little pizzazz to dazzle the enemy in a blaze of sparks and tiny explosions, like hexed fireworks that clung to and around a person. What he got, however, was a comedown from seeing the green rings fizzle and fade as they hit the dummy. The boy gave it a minute, wondering if maybe there was something missing. Dorian stared hard at the dummy, so hard that his eyes seemed as if they would fall from their sockets and orbit the dummy's gravitational zone. Nothing happened. Was the History of Magic professor finally losing his touch or was he subjecting them all to some form of practical joke? Dorian's hand was in the air, ready to ask the question when the professor turned to the class with a grin and pointed at him.
Eyes widening, Dorian stood and followed the professor's instructions, standing in front of the dummy like the target that he was. Something about this didn't seem right. Was he being picked on for some reason that he didn't know of? The second the word 'volunteer' left the professor's mouth Dorian tentatively added "Uhh...Sir?" Clearly the boy was against this idea, but the resounding "Steleus!" that followed was unforgiving in its intonation. Dorian cringed violently, shutting his eyes tightly and waiting for the pain to take him. Nothing. Opening his eyes a peak, he blinked down at himself and noted that nothing was amiss. He grinned at the professor and almost allowed himself the luxury of laughing aloud. "Better luck next time Profes - ACHOO!" What in the world? The sneezing fit continued unhindered, at which point his eyes were so tightly shut that he hadn't seen the approach of what came next, but had heard it.
It was altogether possible he had underestimated whatever lesson the professor was trying to teach them, for now, he got the gist of it and noted that the brute force approach he always seemed keen to take was not always the best modus operandi. Returning to his seat at the professor's instruction, Dorian felt no shame in having been randomly picked to be the live dummy. He had gotten the first-hand experience as to what the spell could do in the hands of someone learned like Professor Cazarez, and now he felt even more confident that he could reproduce the spell much the same way he had seen it used up close and personal. The announcement was made after a brief explanation, and Dorian waited quietly, wand at the ready, for his turn to test the spell on the dummy.
As he stepped up to the plate, he eyed the thing as if it was the most offending piece of decoration he had ever seen. Holding his wand in a dueling stance, he flicked downward in a rapid motion and incanted "Steleus" with as much conviction as he could. Something was happening. There was a second of green sparks coming to life at the tip of his wand before they died during conception. Thinking no bad thoughts towards his own competency level or his wand's usefulness, he simply allowed himself to try again. This was a learning process, after all. Flicking his wand in that same way he had seen the professor use, he cast the spell. "Steleus." There was a small moment of hesitation on the magic's part before the spell erupted with impressive success. The sparks flew from the tip of the wand and crashed into the dummy within mere moments.
Fist-bumping the air, Dorian stepped off to the side so someone else could get their chance, realizing that now came the part of the little learning exercise where he would have to experience the business end of this spell for the second time today. Already aware of the effect it would have on a live body, Dorian didn't feel too dubious about the casting, but he was concerned about how a spell intended to 'harm' himself would turn out. No one would cast a harmful spell on themselves with aplomb, and confidence was a big part in spellcasting if Transfiguration class had taught him anything. One's intent played a factor in the spell's outcome. Putting the thoughts to the side, Dorian decided that he would never accomplish what he needed if he never bothered to try. And it was so that without further display of outward reluctance, he held the wand a little away from himself, flicked the tip downward at his own face and cast the spell.
It took a couple of seconds, but the familiar sniffling was soon upon him, and before he could prepare himself to sneeze properly, the expulsion of irritated air erupted from both his mouth and nose, encouraging a small dribble of snot to fly from his nose. It was like Rictusempra Tag all over again, and Dorian was on the receiving end of all the bad stuff that could ever happen to someone who just wanted to do well. The spell itself seemed to have been a success, however, and hopefully, the professor had seen his effort despite the little extra eww at the end. Dorian quickly used the hem of his sleeve to wipe away the snot and returned to his seat, sneezing a few more times along the way.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
✧Improvidus, Apto quod Victum✧
Stam: 3, Agi: 3, Str: 4, Con: 7, Arc: 7, Acc: 6
15 Jun 2018, 11:35
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
“Forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit.”
She was not sure why she was thinking of Virgil, she was not sure why she was not concentrating on the most interesting History of Magic class that she had gone through and instead focusing on the Aeneid I by Virgil. She had perused the book many times over, thrice in English and thrice in Latin, she believed. Nevertheless, Cel had to doubt the quote-- “Perhaps even these things will be good to remember one day”-- as she watched with a grimace the sneezing boy at the front of the classroom. With each sneeze, the slightly disgusted girl wondered a little more why they had to learn this spell.
At least it will definitely be useful in dueling, she thought to herself in a failing attempt to look on the bright side. But Cel could see in mind's eye how she could utilize it to her advantage in dueling-- how it could distract, and at what exact moment she could send a Knockback Jinx at the unfortunate student... They were to practice on dummies! That was great news, it would improve her mastery of the spell as well as her general spell-casting skill, might it not? Oh, that was rather disgusting-- there must have been a better metaphor than that...
Then the professor continued to speak.
The girl sank back into her seat in mortification. They had to cast it on themselves? Oh, curse this classroom, she thought irritably-- but the professor commanded it; she was obliged to do as the lesson required. Cel rose to make her way carefully toward an empty dummy, her footsteps inaudible over the collective sneezing and cacophony of incantations in the room. Not many dummies, sadly, were left-- most of the students seemed to have simply leaped out of their seats to get to one-- but there was a lonely one in the corner, just there, next to the bookshelf.
STE-lee-us. Steleus. Cel repeated the word in her mind over and over again, several times before her eyelids slid down and she began to mouth it under her breath. The fingers on her dominant one curled around her wand, but the darkness always helped her think, however much she hated it.
When she opened her eyes, she had no idea how much time had passed. She did not know, except that it had been more than a second and less than thirty, not long enough for those around her to become concerned, which was a very good thing, considering that she did not wish to give up the opportunity to practice and learn a new spell.
Raising her wand, the girl stared down at the dummy, trying to visualize it as a proper target. What-- or who-- might be a good target for a Sneezing Hex? Nobody much, at the moment... the wooden facsimile would have to do. "Make sure to flick your wand from slightly upwards down towards your target." She chose, wisely, to ignore the next sentence he had so offered to the class. For a moment she practiced flicking the wand, trying to get a sense and steadiness of the motion-- she herself noticed her arm wavering as she moved the wand, shifting to the side with the inexperience of the action-- so she kept repeating the gesture, enough for her arm to begin feeling just a hint of fatigue and for her to be able to raise the wand and flick it in a sort of three-quarters parabola that the Sneezing Hex required-- just barely correctly, on average, but good enough to try.
"Steleus," Cel intoned as she repeated the motion, her heart hopeful though her mind dawdled off to another verse of the Aeneid. Perhaps it would work, perhaps it would not, but there was really no use in concentrating on how it might fail instead of doing what might make it work, was there?
Unfortunately, nothing at all appeared from the end of her wand. She sighed-- expected, but still disappointing; though no doubt it would be more disappointing had she not expected a failure. It was better, though, than some things that a failure at spellcasting might have prompted-- nothing was second to only success. Perhaps she should have concentrated some more, instead of recalling the use of Dittany in Virgil's wondrously penned volumes; it wasn't Potions class, after all.
Taking a deep breath, Cel closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind of distractions-- how ridiculous you sound, telling yourself that-- and focused on only the word and the gesture. It was rather difficult to grasp both while fending off all other thoughts, but her eyes eventually snapped open and she raised her wand to cast the spell as her moment of peace lasted.
"Steleus," she said into the air, wand flicking as it pointed directly at her target. To her surprise and pleasure, green rings burst out of the end of her wand, flitting toward the target until puffing into nonexistence as they hit. Cel grinned in joy at her mastery of the spell... then frowned as she realized what doing so entailed.
Sighing in defeat, the girl backed up a few steps, to her desk, and began to point the wand toward her own chest, but lowered it as she took her seat at her desk, not wanting to double over sneezing without any support. The motion was rather different in such an awkwardly twisted position; it used quite different muscles than when her arm was extended. Cel attempted it experimentally, then shrugged mentally though not physically and proceeded.
"Steleus," she repeated, and to both her happiness and dismay, the spell succeeded. She braced herself-- for merely a second passed before a sneeze rocked her from her position. Another followed, and another. They were quiet, but ordinary, and she preferred to not sneeze but cough, for she had more experience in the latter.
Was this sneezing worth the spell, though? Perhaps... perhaps not...
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
15 Jun 2018, 18:46
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
Wrote this reply while brain dead (and possibly sneezing constantly), excuse the lack of creativity.
Anatole had reluctantly dragged himself into Professor Cazarez's class with a hopeful outcome: a new spell in his little brain. It sounded much more interesting than listening to yet another lecture on Goblin this or Goblin that. For once, he'd get to use a wand instead of a quill. It was obvious which he preferred.
Like a mouse, Anatole scampered to his seat once the Professor began. Mr. Cazarez was certainly not his favorite Professor, nor his subject his favorite, but both ranked within his top five. The lectures were tolerable.
Steleus. It was hard to hold in his laughter once he noticed one of his housemates at the front of the class, sneezing so hard he almost cried. Similar to the class, Anatole held his feelings in once he realized that there were other students in the class besides him. Those green rings seemed awfully fun to cast, however. Once the flock of anxious students were released to practice the spell, Anatole shot to his feet and raced towards the dummy, trying to make up for almost being late to the class.
The cherry wood wand in his hand, Anatole imagined the gross activity of nose-picking, whipping his wand to both pick the booger and flick it immediately after. "Steleus!" The first time seemed a little hastened, and though the emerald rings shot out of his wand, the boy wasn't satisfied. They missed the dummy all too slightly.
Now, Anatole decided on a second take before he attempted the spell on himself. "Steleus!" Having been both picked and flicked, the rings shot out, hitting the dummy with surprising accuracy. Some redemption, may he say.
The scrawny Gryffindor finally had the courage to test the spell in its "final form": in action on himself. Just in case he missed, Anatole moved back away from the others. It took a few moments to straighten his mind, because just looking down the tip of his wand made him chuckle. This was what happened when gross humor was brought up in the classroom. Lightly whacking himself in the chest, he took a breath and could now stare down his own wand without laughing. "Steleus!"
It was rather funny how he shut his eyes tight even before he began sneezing. Not seeing the green rings shoot towards him, he immediately felt a tickle in his nostril, taking in a large breath before letting out a large sneeze into the elbow of his school robe. Just like the repeated echoes of the Sneezing Hex throughout the room, Anatole's sneezes kept coming too, using his elbow two more times before wiping his now-watery eyes, snickering, and returning to his seat. He could tell from the other students' faces that they had cast it successfully as well.
Looking down at the pile of snot in the hinge of his elbow, Anatole wished he could shudder out of his robe. Someone had better wash that.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
Anatole had reluctantly dragged himself into Professor Cazarez's class with a hopeful outcome: a new spell in his little brain. It sounded much more interesting than listening to yet another lecture on Goblin this or Goblin that. For once, he'd get to use a wand instead of a quill. It was obvious which he preferred.
Like a mouse, Anatole scampered to his seat once the Professor began. Mr. Cazarez was certainly not his favorite Professor, nor his subject his favorite, but both ranked within his top five. The lectures were tolerable.
Steleus. It was hard to hold in his laughter once he noticed one of his housemates at the front of the class, sneezing so hard he almost cried. Similar to the class, Anatole held his feelings in once he realized that there were other students in the class besides him. Those green rings seemed awfully fun to cast, however. Once the flock of anxious students were released to practice the spell, Anatole shot to his feet and raced towards the dummy, trying to make up for almost being late to the class.
The cherry wood wand in his hand, Anatole imagined the gross activity of nose-picking, whipping his wand to both pick the booger and flick it immediately after. "Steleus!" The first time seemed a little hastened, and though the emerald rings shot out of his wand, the boy wasn't satisfied. They missed the dummy all too slightly.
Now, Anatole decided on a second take before he attempted the spell on himself. "Steleus!" Having been both picked and flicked, the rings shot out, hitting the dummy with surprising accuracy. Some redemption, may he say.
The scrawny Gryffindor finally had the courage to test the spell in its "final form": in action on himself. Just in case he missed, Anatole moved back away from the others. It took a few moments to straighten his mind, because just looking down the tip of his wand made him chuckle. This was what happened when gross humor was brought up in the classroom. Lightly whacking himself in the chest, he took a breath and could now stare down his own wand without laughing. "Steleus!"
It was rather funny how he shut his eyes tight even before he began sneezing. Not seeing the green rings shoot towards him, he immediately felt a tickle in his nostril, taking in a large breath before letting out a large sneeze into the elbow of his school robe. Just like the repeated echoes of the Sneezing Hex throughout the room, Anatole's sneezes kept coming too, using his elbow two more times before wiping his now-watery eyes, snickering, and returning to his seat. He could tell from the other students' faces that they had cast it successfully as well.
Looking down at the pile of snot in the hinge of his elbow, Anatole wished he could shudder out of his robe. Someone had better wash that.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
15 Jun 2018, 22:00
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
Aravis watched the professor taking notes on the short lectute for future notice. This would be a spell she would need for...well...a few annoying people. She gladly got up from her chair and walked over towards a dummy once the students were all allowed. She watched closely as her fellow students cast the spell.
A few giggles came out from people here and there but most people were sneezing. The black haired girl pulled out her wand and aimed it at the dummy. She couldn't get the disturbing analogy made to the wand movement out of her head. At least now she would remember it.
"Steleus." She said with little emotion as she moved her wand according to how they had been taught. Unfortunately no sparkling rings or light came forth from the wand. "Steleus." She repeated again. This time the green rings appeared. However the missed the dummy and bounced back towards Aravis.
The green rings hit the black haired Slytherin. After a few seconds the sneezes began. 13 small quiet sneezes erupted from the girl with no time to breathe between them. Once it finally ended she decided to try again. "Steleus." She said aiming at the dummy. Green rings hit it signaling success.
Now she had to cast it on herself. On purpose. It was humiliating really, but she did it. "Steleus." She said as she aimed at her arm. Green rings shot out hitting her. She could feel the sneeze coming. Her nose scrunched up as if she were about to sneeze and...nothing. She lost the sneeze. The girl smiled thinking she had gotten lucky and it that it had no effect on her this time. She walked back towards her seat and then the sneezes made themselves known. She managed to have a grand total of 26 sneezes before she got to her seat. Ara wondered if she had broken a rib from sneezing so hard.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
A few giggles came out from people here and there but most people were sneezing. The black haired girl pulled out her wand and aimed it at the dummy. She couldn't get the disturbing analogy made to the wand movement out of her head. At least now she would remember it.
"Steleus." She said with little emotion as she moved her wand according to how they had been taught. Unfortunately no sparkling rings or light came forth from the wand. "Steleus." She repeated again. This time the green rings appeared. However the missed the dummy and bounced back towards Aravis.
The green rings hit the black haired Slytherin. After a few seconds the sneezes began. 13 small quiet sneezes erupted from the girl with no time to breathe between them. Once it finally ended she decided to try again. "Steleus." She said aiming at the dummy. Green rings hit it signaling success.
Now she had to cast it on herself. On purpose. It was humiliating really, but she did it. "Steleus." She said as she aimed at her arm. Green rings shot out hitting her. She could feel the sneeze coming. Her nose scrunched up as if she were about to sneeze and...nothing. She lost the sneeze. The girl smiled thinking she had gotten lucky and it that it had no effect on her this time. She walked back towards her seat and then the sneezes made themselves known. She managed to have a grand total of 26 sneezes before she got to her seat. Ara wondered if she had broken a rib from sneezing so hard.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
I will take what is mine with fire and blood.
"It seems to me that a queen who trusts no one is as foolish as a queen who trusts everyone."
16 Jun 2018, 11:53
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
Angela listened closely to the professor's story. A sneezing hex winning a duel... Kind of disgusting, but certainly funny. Might indeed be useful for the duel club, and who knows what else, more adventurous circumstances.
But why are we supposed to hex ourselves?!, she thought panicking a bit. That didn't sound like fun at all. But if professor demands that... Oh well... She grabbed some tissues from her bag to be prepared. No need to humiliate herself like others did.
Consecutive students attempted to hex the dummy, and meanwhile she quietly repeated the wand movement, just to make sure she gets it correct.
When it was her turn eventually, she confidently came up to the unfazed dummy. She gave herself a few seconds to focus properly. Steleus!, she said, doing the gesture, and surely enough a wave of green rings confirmed her success. She smiled with excitement. She got it right! The first time! Not everyone could do this, and she managed to!
Now for the harder part... She pointed her wand at herself - the wand was fairly long, her arm bent at an uncomfortable angle - and exhaled deeply. Steleus!, she almost shouted, shutting her eyes. But nothing happened. She looked down with confusion, and then she heard a few seconds long wave of sneezes behind her. It was another student [who?], currently looking at her with hatred. Apparently she completely missed her own body and hit them instead. She covered her mouth with her hands. Oh no... I'm so sorry! That was an accident! Sorry! Some people around laughed. Maybe the accident was harmless, but it stressed her out nonetheless, and the person hit looked like they took it personally.
Now she wanted to just be done with it. She tried to focus and position her hand properly this time. Steleus..., she said in a quiet, but determined voice, and several small rings hit her chest, causing her to sneeze a few times. With desperation, she raised her eyes to the professor, silently asking for confirmation that this is enough.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
But why are we supposed to hex ourselves?!, she thought panicking a bit. That didn't sound like fun at all. But if professor demands that... Oh well... She grabbed some tissues from her bag to be prepared. No need to humiliate herself like others did.
Consecutive students attempted to hex the dummy, and meanwhile she quietly repeated the wand movement, just to make sure she gets it correct.
When it was her turn eventually, she confidently came up to the unfazed dummy. She gave herself a few seconds to focus properly. Steleus!, she said, doing the gesture, and surely enough a wave of green rings confirmed her success. She smiled with excitement. She got it right! The first time! Not everyone could do this, and she managed to!
Now for the harder part... She pointed her wand at herself - the wand was fairly long, her arm bent at an uncomfortable angle - and exhaled deeply. Steleus!, she almost shouted, shutting her eyes. But nothing happened. She looked down with confusion, and then she heard a few seconds long wave of sneezes behind her. It was another student [who?], currently looking at her with hatred. Apparently she completely missed her own body and hit them instead. She covered her mouth with her hands. Oh no... I'm so sorry! That was an accident! Sorry! Some people around laughed. Maybe the accident was harmless, but it stressed her out nonetheless, and the person hit looked like they took it personally.
Now she wanted to just be done with it. She tried to focus and position her hand properly this time. Steleus..., she said in a quiet, but determined voice, and several small rings hit her chest, causing her to sneeze a few times. With desperation, she raised her eyes to the professor, silently asking for confirmation that this is enough.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus.
Angela Silverberry || Sta: 4 | Agi: 6 | Str: 4 | Con: 7 | Arc: 3 | Acc: 6
Angela Silverberry || Sta: 4 | Agi: 6 | Str: 4 | Con: 7 | Arc: 3 | Acc: 6
16 Jun 2018, 15:05
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
A spell taught in History class? This had ought to be interesting. It was the first time the Proffesor had taught a spell in his class. The spell was a hex that didn’t sound very appealing to the young girl who had gotten the curse of the bogies due to some boy pulling a prank on her. She didn’t like the aftermath of it which included throwing up on the steps leading to the third floor. Aurelia told herself that the sneezing hex wasn’t as horrendous as the curse of the bogies as it only included a few sneezes while the curse gave you horrible nausea.
The students were ask to practice the curse on a few dummies. The dummies would obviously not be affected by the spell, students on the other hand, were already sneezing within a few minutes. Aurelia reluctantly joined the line, dragging her feet as if they had bricks tied to them. As the girl waited for her turn to try the spell, she suddenly felt a tickle in her nose and then it happened, her eyes were forced shut and she began sneezing profusely. The girl pinched her nose to soften the sound of her sneeze like she always did, however, this time it was different, her sneezes came out obnoxiously loud. After she was done, Aurelia turned around, looking for the culprit who had cast the spell. It was a blond girl behind her who had missed while trying the spell on herself and Aurelia was the unlucky one who got it. The brunette’s youthful features twisted into a scowl, clearly unamused when the blonde apologised.
Honestly, the hex wasn’t as bad as the curse of the boogies. It was in fact a useful strategy which could force someone’s eyes closed. But even then, Aurelia wanted no curse Nor hex to be casted on her.
Aurelia ignored the laughter behind her as she stepped forward in line. It was her turn. She did a short recap on how the Proffesor said the incantation should be. She also practiced the wand movement a few times to ensure that the spell wouldn’t backfire accidentally. Aurelia then flicked the wand as she said, “steleus.” Several small green rings shot foward from the tip of her wand towards the dummy and faded once it made contact with the dummy’s shoulder. Aurelia made a mental note that she needed to improve her accuracy skills.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
The students were ask to practice the curse on a few dummies. The dummies would obviously not be affected by the spell, students on the other hand, were already sneezing within a few minutes. Aurelia reluctantly joined the line, dragging her feet as if they had bricks tied to them. As the girl waited for her turn to try the spell, she suddenly felt a tickle in her nose and then it happened, her eyes were forced shut and she began sneezing profusely. The girl pinched her nose to soften the sound of her sneeze like she always did, however, this time it was different, her sneezes came out obnoxiously loud. After she was done, Aurelia turned around, looking for the culprit who had cast the spell. It was a blond girl behind her who had missed while trying the spell on herself and Aurelia was the unlucky one who got it. The brunette’s youthful features twisted into a scowl, clearly unamused when the blonde apologised.
Honestly, the hex wasn’t as bad as the curse of the boogies. It was in fact a useful strategy which could force someone’s eyes closed. But even then, Aurelia wanted no curse Nor hex to be casted on her.
Aurelia ignored the laughter behind her as she stepped forward in line. It was her turn. She did a short recap on how the Proffesor said the incantation should be. She also practiced the wand movement a few times to ensure that the spell wouldn’t backfire accidentally. Aurelia then flicked the wand as she said, “steleus.” Several small green rings shot foward from the tip of her wand towards the dummy and faded once it made contact with the dummy’s shoulder. Aurelia made a mental note that she needed to improve her accuracy skills.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
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“One can never be too careful,” STM — 5 | EVA — 19 | STR — 5 | WSD — 12 | ARC — 5 | ACC — 9 |
Lovely Creature — Evasive Manoeuvres — Monster Hunter — Terrible Presence
16 Jun 2018, 23:17
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
Lucy smiled as she walked into class, feeling the general comfort of being in the presence of Professor Cazarez. She could tell that he actually enjoyed teaching most of the time, which was more than she could say for most of her other professors. It helped her relax and learn the content rather than worry about a negative reaction from the professor. As he began the lesson, Lucy dutifully took out a quill and parchment and began to take notes.
However, her normal notetaking routine was interrupted when Professor Cazarez took out his wand and pointed it at a dummy. Lucy raised her eyebrows. Well, that's new. She tilted her head, observing the green rings shoot out of the wand and do nothing to the dummy. She shifted uncomfortably, unsure whether or not she needed to feel embarrassed for the professor. Maybe this was why he was teaching a class this did not usually involve magic! In a moment, though, he had demonstrated the same spell on an unfortunate boy who sneezed for a few seconds.
Another spell that makes people sneeze? Lucy furrowed her eyebrows. Well, I guess the Curse of the Bogies is a bit more inconvenient, but still. How many spells are there that involve the nose? To her surprise, they were then told to practise the spell. Lucy froze. Crap. I don't remember the incantation. I wasn't expecting to perform magic today. She glanced furtively around the room, trying to watch the wand movement and hear the spell from her fellow classmates.
She stood up uncertainly, gripping her wand rather loosely. She had learned to relax her wand grip over the course of the year. She often clenched it too tightly, and the tension threw off her aim. She attempted to recite what she thought she heard other students saying. "Stelus," she muttered over and over under her breath. She waited impatiently for her turn at the dummy. As she got closer, she realized that she had been practising the word incorrectly. It was definitely "Steleus" and not "Stelus." Well, that would have been silly. Glad I wasn't the first to go.
She reached the front of the line, smiling as she flicked her wand. Though some might think his example of flicking a booger was crude, she was sure to remember it clearly after making that association. "Steleus," she enunciated as she cast the spell. Her pronunciation was a bit off, and only one green ring shot lamely toward the dummy. She cleared her throat and emphasized the first part of the word this time. "Steleus," she tried again, and the green rings hit the dummy with what she assumed was full force.
She moved off to the side, joining the others who had successfully hit the dummy. Now they were casting the spell on themselves. Great, she thought. Turning her wand around to point at her torso was awkward and uncomfortable. She attempted several times to flick her wand, but the wrist angle was preventer her from doing so. She huffed impatiently. C'mon, Lucy. Everyone else has already cast theirs. She angled her hand up a bit, flicked it downward at the last sentence, and declared, "Steleus!" She barely had time to see the green rings hit her body before she began sneezing uncontrollably.
"HAAA-CHEW!"
Unfortunately, Lucy was not a dainty sneezer. She put her palm on a desk to brace herself and rode out the sneezes, eyes watering when they were finally over. It may not be Curse of the Bogies, but that sure would be distracting!
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
However, her normal notetaking routine was interrupted when Professor Cazarez took out his wand and pointed it at a dummy. Lucy raised her eyebrows. Well, that's new. She tilted her head, observing the green rings shoot out of the wand and do nothing to the dummy. She shifted uncomfortably, unsure whether or not she needed to feel embarrassed for the professor. Maybe this was why he was teaching a class this did not usually involve magic! In a moment, though, he had demonstrated the same spell on an unfortunate boy who sneezed for a few seconds.
Another spell that makes people sneeze? Lucy furrowed her eyebrows. Well, I guess the Curse of the Bogies is a bit more inconvenient, but still. How many spells are there that involve the nose? To her surprise, they were then told to practise the spell. Lucy froze. Crap. I don't remember the incantation. I wasn't expecting to perform magic today. She glanced furtively around the room, trying to watch the wand movement and hear the spell from her fellow classmates.
She stood up uncertainly, gripping her wand rather loosely. She had learned to relax her wand grip over the course of the year. She often clenched it too tightly, and the tension threw off her aim. She attempted to recite what she thought she heard other students saying. "Stelus," she muttered over and over under her breath. She waited impatiently for her turn at the dummy. As she got closer, she realized that she had been practising the word incorrectly. It was definitely "Steleus" and not "Stelus." Well, that would have been silly. Glad I wasn't the first to go.
She reached the front of the line, smiling as she flicked her wand. Though some might think his example of flicking a booger was crude, she was sure to remember it clearly after making that association. "Steleus," she enunciated as she cast the spell. Her pronunciation was a bit off, and only one green ring shot lamely toward the dummy. She cleared her throat and emphasized the first part of the word this time. "Steleus," she tried again, and the green rings hit the dummy with what she assumed was full force.
She moved off to the side, joining the others who had successfully hit the dummy. Now they were casting the spell on themselves. Great, she thought. Turning her wand around to point at her torso was awkward and uncomfortable. She attempted several times to flick her wand, but the wrist angle was preventer her from doing so. She huffed impatiently. C'mon, Lucy. Everyone else has already cast theirs. She angled her hand up a bit, flicked it downward at the last sentence, and declared, "Steleus!" She barely had time to see the green rings hit her body before she began sneezing uncontrollably.
"HAAA-CHEW!"
Unfortunately, Lucy was not a dainty sneezer. She put her palm on a desk to brace herself and rode out the sneezes, eyes watering when they were finally over. It may not be Curse of the Bogies, but that sure would be distracting!
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
17 Jun 2018, 12:39
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
Dinah had entered the History of Magic classroom feeling rather optimistic. She’d heard they were going to be learning an actual spell today, used by witches and wizards in history. The word hex had her shivering with excitement. It sounded so interesting, she couldn’t wait to begin.
She took a seat a short way from the front and listened intently as the spell was explained to them by Professor Cazarez. It seemed simple enough and despite seeming rather silly, an effective distraction if one was ever needed.
At the professors request she rose from her chair with the rest of the class and pulled out her wand. Dinah glanced around nervously and watched for a few moments as some of the others attempted the spell.
A few of her fellow classmates appeared to get the hang of it quickly while others took a few tries.
“Come on, Dinah. You’re not going to do it stood watching everyone else.” She muttered to herself, drawing herself up and holding out her wand.
The girl muttered the incantation under her breath, getting a feel for the word in her mouth.
“Stelus...steelis...Steleus, steleus, steleus.”
She wasn’t one hundred per cent confident she was getting it right but she supposed ninety nine per cent would have to do.
Next came the wand movement. Dinah had struggled with this previously so she wanted to make sure she got it right this time.
She remembered what Professor Cazarez had said about picking your nose with your wand and flicking it away. It was a rather disgusting image but wanting to do it right, she made a point of acting out this exact scenario.
The girl did this a few times before turning to the training dummy.
She raised her wand, preparing to make the correct movement and said firmly, “Steleus!”
Green rings flew from the end of her wand and hit the dummy. Of course it didn’t do anything but Dinah couldn’t help but find satisfaction in it anyway.
She attempted a few more goes, the next being unsuccessful and the third only emitting the tiniest of green rings that moved rather slowly in the direction of the dummy.
Dinah couldn’t help but get annoyed with herself for not being able to do it.
With a flick of her wand and a rather angry “Steleus!”, she once again was pleased to see the spell successfully hit the dummy.
Now it was her turn. Dinah would have much preferred they be paired up and could try it on each other. Bending her wrist in such a way to get the wand movement right while aiming at herself was proving a little difficult.
When she had eventually managed to get in a position that she could make the movement towards herself, she steeled herself for the attack and once again uttered the word, “Steleus!”
She saw the green rings hit her chest and felt the effects instantaneously. Her nose tickled torturously as she let out sneeze after sneeze.
Dinah opened her mouth slightly as she felt another sneeze coming, “Ah...ah...ah...ah...”
But the sneeze never came. The spell had worn off and Dinah hastily grabbed a tissue from her robes pocket. Feeling happy with her results she glanced around at the rest of the class, all who seemed to be having equal success, before averting her gaze in the direction of the Professor wondering if he would agree that she had managed to learn the spell accurately.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
She took a seat a short way from the front and listened intently as the spell was explained to them by Professor Cazarez. It seemed simple enough and despite seeming rather silly, an effective distraction if one was ever needed.
At the professors request she rose from her chair with the rest of the class and pulled out her wand. Dinah glanced around nervously and watched for a few moments as some of the others attempted the spell.
A few of her fellow classmates appeared to get the hang of it quickly while others took a few tries.
“Come on, Dinah. You’re not going to do it stood watching everyone else.” She muttered to herself, drawing herself up and holding out her wand.
The girl muttered the incantation under her breath, getting a feel for the word in her mouth.
“Stelus...steelis...Steleus, steleus, steleus.”
She wasn’t one hundred per cent confident she was getting it right but she supposed ninety nine per cent would have to do.
Next came the wand movement. Dinah had struggled with this previously so she wanted to make sure she got it right this time.
She remembered what Professor Cazarez had said about picking your nose with your wand and flicking it away. It was a rather disgusting image but wanting to do it right, she made a point of acting out this exact scenario.
The girl did this a few times before turning to the training dummy.
She raised her wand, preparing to make the correct movement and said firmly, “Steleus!”
Green rings flew from the end of her wand and hit the dummy. Of course it didn’t do anything but Dinah couldn’t help but find satisfaction in it anyway.
She attempted a few more goes, the next being unsuccessful and the third only emitting the tiniest of green rings that moved rather slowly in the direction of the dummy.
Dinah couldn’t help but get annoyed with herself for not being able to do it.
With a flick of her wand and a rather angry “Steleus!”, she once again was pleased to see the spell successfully hit the dummy.
Now it was her turn. Dinah would have much preferred they be paired up and could try it on each other. Bending her wrist in such a way to get the wand movement right while aiming at herself was proving a little difficult.
When she had eventually managed to get in a position that she could make the movement towards herself, she steeled herself for the attack and once again uttered the word, “Steleus!”
She saw the green rings hit her chest and felt the effects instantaneously. Her nose tickled torturously as she let out sneeze after sneeze.
Dinah opened her mouth slightly as she felt another sneeze coming, “Ah...ah...ah...ah...”
But the sneeze never came. The spell had worn off and Dinah hastily grabbed a tissue from her robes pocket. Feeling happy with her results she glanced around at the rest of the class, all who seemed to be having equal success, before averting her gaze in the direction of the Professor wondering if he would agree that she had managed to learn the spell accurately.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
- D.Dragensail
Stamina: 6, Agility: 5, Strength: 4, Control: 5, ArcPower: 5, Accuracy: 5
17 Jun 2018, 19:11
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
A class about a historic duel! What boy didn’t love that!? Having seated himself in his usual spot in the classroom, Parcel had expected this to be yet another lesson that would drag on in eternity about something that happened many years ago. Sometimes it was something interesting, like war and rebellions, but mostly it was just boring dreadful old dusty wizard stuff that didn’t interest Parcel at all. But this day was different! It was on a lesson about dueling, and that is at least as cool as war for a 11-year-old wizard like Parcel!
Parcel swallowed as he watched the professor preform the spell. This was probably the greatest History of Magic class thus far, perhaps the greatest he would have. This was because he was learning a spell! An actual spell, in a History class! Not only that, but it was a spell he could use in dueling.
Giddy with excitement Parcel pulled out his wand as he and the rest of the students were given the all clear to try it out. He had already learned a defensive and an offensive spell in DADA, so one that messed with the opponent was a great addition to his arsenal!
As Parcel was waited for his turn on the practice dummy he started training on the incantation. Steleus was what he was supposed to say, and it actually sounded quite straight forward when Parcel practiced on the pronunciation. Stee- lee-us?... Ste- lee- su? “No… it was more like, STÉ-lee-us “. Feeling like he had the pronunciation down he finally stepped forward for his turn on the dummy.
This was his moment! The moment for him to shine in front of his Head of House! Taking a ratter aggressive dueling stance Parcel raised his wand as he eyed the dummy in front of him.
“Stee- lee- us!”
As he pronounced the incantation he flicked his wand in the same way the professor had done and… and… no green rings could be seen.
Becoming a bit embarrassed Parcel looked down at his wand as if to see if there was something wrong with it. Turning it to the left and right, but not seeing any signs of damage on it made him think that there perhaps had been something wrong with his movement? Or incantation perhaps?
Looking down at the tip of his wand as if he was looking down the barrel of a gun Parcel once again moved the wand in the way the professor had showed.
“STÉ-lee-us”
The green rings that shoot out from the wand took Parcel by surprise as he looked down. “What the!?” Parcel almost tripped over as the rings went right in through his face. Blinking manically, he tried to get his bearings back. But before he was able to, Parcel felt the sneezing fit overcome him.
It took a few seconds with intense sneezing before the hex was over. Parcel walked down from where the practice dummies was with a bit of a redder shade on his ears then when he came up. He had at least gotten the spell to work, but he hoped the professor hadn’t taken note of how he stupidly shoot himself in the face with it.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
Parcel swallowed as he watched the professor preform the spell. This was probably the greatest History of Magic class thus far, perhaps the greatest he would have. This was because he was learning a spell! An actual spell, in a History class! Not only that, but it was a spell he could use in dueling.
Giddy with excitement Parcel pulled out his wand as he and the rest of the students were given the all clear to try it out. He had already learned a defensive and an offensive spell in DADA, so one that messed with the opponent was a great addition to his arsenal!
As Parcel was waited for his turn on the practice dummy he started training on the incantation. Steleus was what he was supposed to say, and it actually sounded quite straight forward when Parcel practiced on the pronunciation. Stee- lee-us?... Ste- lee- su? “No… it was more like, STÉ-lee-us “. Feeling like he had the pronunciation down he finally stepped forward for his turn on the dummy.
This was his moment! The moment for him to shine in front of his Head of House! Taking a ratter aggressive dueling stance Parcel raised his wand as he eyed the dummy in front of him.
“Stee- lee- us!”
As he pronounced the incantation he flicked his wand in the same way the professor had done and… and… no green rings could be seen.
Becoming a bit embarrassed Parcel looked down at his wand as if to see if there was something wrong with it. Turning it to the left and right, but not seeing any signs of damage on it made him think that there perhaps had been something wrong with his movement? Or incantation perhaps?
Looking down at the tip of his wand as if he was looking down the barrel of a gun Parcel once again moved the wand in the way the professor had showed.
“STÉ-lee-us”
The green rings that shoot out from the wand took Parcel by surprise as he looked down. “What the!?” Parcel almost tripped over as the rings went right in through his face. Blinking manically, he tried to get his bearings back. But before he was able to, Parcel felt the sneezing fit overcome him.
It took a few seconds with intense sneezing before the hex was over. Parcel walked down from where the practice dummies was with a bit of a redder shade on his ears then when he came up. He had at least gotten the spell to work, but he hoped the professor hadn’t taken note of how he stupidly shoot himself in the face with it.
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
We'll all die one day, but all other days we won't
sta: agi: str: con: acp: acc: Broom: Comet 260
18 Jun 2018, 22:30
The Sneezing Hex, First Year
Clarisse squirmed into her seat for History of Magic, curious about the tone of excitement in the professor's voice. As interesting History of Magic was, she would never quite call it exciting. Yet something about the behaviour of the teacher betrayed that the history of this little duel that they were about to study was far more exciting than just a duel.
At once, she had a million questions. About duels, about how they worked, what a blasting curse was. But the Ravenclaw restrained herself, knowing the important questions would be answered in due time and that she was probably missing something more obvious. Something far more exciting. As the story began to unravel, Clarisse listened closely. Tricks could be used to win duels over pure power. And one way to accomplish that was with the sneezing charm.
At once Clarisse was captivated. Steleus - her quill flew across her parchment as she made sure to make a note of it. Steleus, the sneezing hex. Steleus.
And then they had a chance to learn it. Clarisse hadn't been expecting to do any sort of wandwork in History of Magic, given its reputation as a subject of dry lectures and essays. But she leapt at the opportunity, digging through her bag and wrenching out the walnut wand. With a twist, she jabbed it in front of her, only placing it down for a second to clear up her desk and give her some more space to practice.
And practice she would. The first year hadn't gotten round to learning any spells yet. Today was the day - and today she was ready for it.
Clarisse took a few moments to work through the incantation. "Steleus. Stel-ius. Stele-us. Steleus, steleus, steleus!" she called out, pausing only for a moment when nothing happened. Of course not. In her excitement to cast a spell - and to make sure she had mastered the pronunciation and didn't end up like Baruffio - she hadn't even picked her wand back up.
No worries. With her wand now firmly in her hand, she tried out the movement. Picking her nose? Clarisse was glad she didn't know what that was like - she wasn't gross. Taking a look at some of the boys in the class, she tried to figure out how to do it. Once a few had managed to start casting, she began the movement of her own, making sure to flick right at the end.
Time to put it together. Clarisse bounced to the dummy, standing firmly in front of it with legs out in a proper stance. "Steleus!" she cried, then, after nothing happened, again: "Steleus!" Green rings were flung from her wand, colliding dramatically with the dummy. Now that was sorted, she could move onto the next step: try the spell on someone where it would work.
Like herself. Clarisse took a deep breath, summoning up the courage to try it on herself, and letting the incantation fly out before she could think about it. "Steleus!"
Had it worked?
It took a second. Then her nose started tickling. She could feel it. It was coming. It was - "Ah-ah-ah-achoo!"
Now that was some spell!
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
At once, she had a million questions. About duels, about how they worked, what a blasting curse was. But the Ravenclaw restrained herself, knowing the important questions would be answered in due time and that she was probably missing something more obvious. Something far more exciting. As the story began to unravel, Clarisse listened closely. Tricks could be used to win duels over pure power. And one way to accomplish that was with the sneezing charm.
At once Clarisse was captivated. Steleus - her quill flew across her parchment as she made sure to make a note of it. Steleus, the sneezing hex. Steleus.
And then they had a chance to learn it. Clarisse hadn't been expecting to do any sort of wandwork in History of Magic, given its reputation as a subject of dry lectures and essays. But she leapt at the opportunity, digging through her bag and wrenching out the walnut wand. With a twist, she jabbed it in front of her, only placing it down for a second to clear up her desk and give her some more space to practice.
And practice she would. The first year hadn't gotten round to learning any spells yet. Today was the day - and today she was ready for it.
Clarisse took a few moments to work through the incantation. "Steleus. Stel-ius. Stele-us. Steleus, steleus, steleus!" she called out, pausing only for a moment when nothing happened. Of course not. In her excitement to cast a spell - and to make sure she had mastered the pronunciation and didn't end up like Baruffio - she hadn't even picked her wand back up.
No worries. With her wand now firmly in her hand, she tried out the movement. Picking her nose? Clarisse was glad she didn't know what that was like - she wasn't gross. Taking a look at some of the boys in the class, she tried to figure out how to do it. Once a few had managed to start casting, she began the movement of her own, making sure to flick right at the end.
Time to put it together. Clarisse bounced to the dummy, standing firmly in front of it with legs out in a proper stance. "Steleus!" she cried, then, after nothing happened, again: "Steleus!" Green rings were flung from her wand, colliding dramatically with the dummy. Now that was sorted, she could move onto the next step: try the spell on someone where it would work.
Like herself. Clarisse took a deep breath, summoning up the courage to try it on herself, and letting the incantation fly out before she could think about it. "Steleus!"
Had it worked?
It took a second. Then her nose started tickling. She could feel it. It was coming. It was - "Ah-ah-ah-achoo!"
Now that was some spell!
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Sebastian Edit:
Status: Spell Learned
Character Page Sta1, Agi5, Str1, Con10, Arc7, Acc6