⫶ classroom

@－ ❛ ɢ ❜：larissa vaughan。⁰⁴ (here we go, next classroom!)

"I think so?" Henri chuckled, being horrible with geography even though he loves all the different places and cultures a lot. It was always interesting to hear about new things so there was that. He tilted his head a bit and hummed. "I do know that it is the same... Island? I think?" He huffed and blushed a bit in embarrassment for not knowing so much about it but Larissa did not seem to be bothered and he was glad. "I don't think they are in the snow then," he nodded as he kept walking, sighing. There was still worry in his chest but at least he wasn't alone and that somehow calmed him a lot. "Vamos. I understood that." A small grin made itself at home on his lips.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ "I do!" Immediately she perks up, a relieved smile painted over her features as her hands instead grasp the canvas straps of her tote bag. It's slung loosely over her shoulder and she peeks into it just to ensure that she's brought her books along. They're neatly aligned by height within the bag and she returns her attention to the male, shaking her head at his inquiry. "No, I finished classes for the day. We can postpone to a different day if you want, since you just got out of class? You must be tired, I'm sorry." Sheepishly, she rubs the back of her neck and wonders to herself why she hadn't thought of that earlier. He must want to go back to his dorm and lay down, rest or something.

But there's something about his demeanor that strikes insecurity within her. The bored expression, the failure of his face to pretty much move at all -- maybe she was just being a hassle. Was this a mistake, asking him? Irelia's fingers curl around the straps of her bag once more, fingertips a pale white as the force of her stressful grip begins to take its toll on her digits. "B-but I mean, you don't have to tutor me if you don't want to, really." Maybe Irelia should have asked another slytherin. Perfectly manicured nails dig into her palms and she wants to curl into herself nervously.

Then again, he did seem somewhat concerned. Irelia was just reading into things; Liandro said he was okay with tutoring her, and so she should trust him. Right? The polarity of her thoughts was driving her insane. "I'm okay with going to the study hall if you're down for it, though."

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：irelia marceaux。⁰³ With the other's face becoming a tomato red, Liandro nearly asked her just what was wrong. Perhaps she had done something embarrassing or needed help with something that she was too scared to ask of others? Or maybe she hadn't expected the Slytherin prefect to approach her and comment on how strange she looked with her eyes squeezed shut. And as she continued to stutter and seem to not know what to say, Liandro gave out a heavy sigh, contemplating if he should just walk off. Why did he even approach her in the first place anyways?

"Potions?" Any other day, Liandro would have steered her clear of his potions abilities. He too was not very good in the subject having been passing with mediocre grades, even with the extra help. But the next thing she said, the reasoning for the other's asking him for this help caused him to merely play along. Good at potions, just because he was a Slytherin? He would have scoffed, possibly made a face in response if it was someone else. But the girl before him, her face was enticing. "No. I'll tutor you. Do you have your books on you now? We could go to the study hall so I can figure out your study habits."

Nothing showed on his face as to just why he agreed to the task. His voice was deadpan, his dark eyes were bored looking, and even his lips did not even make the slightest twitch if a smirk. Liandro could be quite the actor when he wanted to be, and his acting as though he knew what be was doing was just a part of his underlying plan. "There are private rooms so that it's a bid more quiet as well. Oh," he feigned his concern in his voice, "unless you have a class right now?"

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ There's a chance that someone could bump into her considering she is closing her eyes amidst a now busied hallway, but she hopes that everyone is rational enough to just leave her be and proceed with their days. Unfortunately it seems that while she's trying to gather her thoughts, someone decides to disrupt her little pep talk. As if the universe had suddenly decided to damn her instead, she finds Liandro staring down at her, judgement practically oozing from his pores. She over her lips nervously, hands clasped together as she feels her cheeks heat up once more. Her entire face feels like it's on fire.

"Um..!" She stammers, trying to muster some words, syllables, literally anything to try and explain to him in an adequate manner why exactly she was standing in the hallway with her eyes closed. "Um, I-I was trying to -- Never mind. Uh--" Irelia slaps her palms to her cheeks to hide their redness from his eyes, and instead she shifts her orbs from between his to the ground where the tips of her sneakers scuff. "I was just wondering if you could.. tutor me? In potions? Slytherins are supposed to be good at that, right? A-and you're a fourth year, too! You're bound to have covered third year material, right?" The words escape her brims in a slurry of words, and before she knows it she's almost heaving to catch her breath. Was it really so difficult to request someone to tutor her? Apparently. "B-but if you don't want to, it's okay. I just thought.. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to ask."

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：irelia marceaux。⁰³ Transfiguration was always one of his more favorite classes, what with being able to sometimes use animals in order to complete his studies. Anything that allowed him to interact with animals or magical creatures in some way always peeked Liandro's interest and allowed him to lose himself in the lessons. This day they discuss animagus and just how to get a licensure in order to be one. With that thought, the prefect's mind wandered, wondering just what animal his animagus would be and just how long it would take to be able to use such a spell. By the time he decided to have his attention back on the lesson, it was over. Honestly, it was over, he was the last one left and Professor McGonagall had failed to usher him out of the room.

Liandro rushed to leave the room and hurry to his next class, already knowing that he will be late. Why the hell did the school think it was a good idea to place a class on the first floor and a class on the fifth be back to back? He would have ran to his class if it weren't for a the Hufflepuff that he saw just standing in the hall, eyes closed and moving as if she were talking to herself. His curiosity got the best of him and he stopped right in front of her, his dark eyes studying her face. It wouldn't hurt to be late for his class for once in his life. "What are you doing, you look like an idiot just standing there with your eyes closed like that."

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ She could do this, right? It wouldn't be too difficult, right? It's not like he'd yell in her face and curse her for all eternity -- damnation wasn't the only ending here. Right? Irelia chews into her plush, roseate bottom lip as her fingers practically wring together in front of her stomach. There are butterflies fluttering about in there and for a moment she forgets to breathe as she paces back and forth in the hallway. "Okay, okay okay..." She breathes in deeply, hoping that the flow of air will help relax the tense muscles in her shoulders before letting the prolonged breath out. Her face is warm and her palms are cold, two extremes that she desperately wishes wouldn't present when she'd finally pop the question.

Irelia steps forward, tips her head back, and steps back. That's perfect, that's all she'd have to do to get his attention. She'd just have to nonchalantly invade his space and perhaps anger him until he'd yell her existence off this very campus. Shaking the thoughts from her mind, she waits until his transfiguration class comes to an end and when students start to file out, she begins to walk forward, weaving through the bodies that she does not recognize. Hopefully, she'd stop just in time to find him. Liandro, the slythern that was supposed to help her with potions. Scrunching her eyes shut, she whines as quietly as she can manage to herself, stood off to the side of the corridor. God, why couldn't she just be smarter?

@－ ❛ s ❜：veronica nott。⁰³ “No, I am telling you, you should check out Muggle Studies,” Henri said, a frown on his face. Somehow he had slipped his plans of working either with Muggles or with Magical Creatures in the future and his transfiguration partner – Veronica Nott – seemed anything but happy about it. Or at least clearly disagreed.

“They are not inferior to us,” he then said, feeling a little lost. Of course he knew not everyone liked muggles nor liked being associated with them but he could not understand it. They were just humans. Humans who were not gifted with the magic they had and he felt a little pity but he was also always impressed by how smart they were in inventing so many things. Just recently their headmaster had allowed for them to use laptops and mobile phones on the Hogwarts’ grounds and Henri knew he’d be a little lost without it. He loved technology, he loved so many things even though he did not agree with all of them.

“Really, you should give them a chance. They did not choose to not have magic. It’s not their fault at all.” He could not understand how some people were separating others by something none of them had any influence in.

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：claude derose-allard。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʜ ❜：atticus crawford。⁰⁴ @－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ [] whoops. sorry for the over spacing- didn't catch that before posting my reply

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：claude derose-allard。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʜ ❜：atticus crawford。⁰⁴ @－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ "Hmm... right." he replied to Atticus as he too looked up at the ceiling. The ceiling (and pretty much most of the classroom) was covered in silk webs from corner to corner, and the sight was rather dreadful in Jasper's opinion. Despite dreading the scene, his inquisitive nature could not help but find some fascination in the beast's ability — an ability he had only read about in books but had yet to see in person until this very moment. "Those things are incredibly speedy it seems..." he mumbled to himself. The room became increasingly chaotic as the seconds passed by causing Jasper to flinch at the redhead being captured. "Well crap... this really is not looking too good. Let's give this spell a try why don't we?" Jasper announced hastily to the two other males standing beside him. He held his wand up once again, directing it towards the Acromantula before shouting the words of the spell: "Arania Exumai!" A flash of white light shoots out from the tip of his wand and hits one of its many legs. Though it did not seem to do much damage overall to the beast, it did however inflict enough damage for it to exhibit a slight limp on that leg.



The Acromantula turned towards the three boys, his attention averted from Claude and a ghastly screech emits from the beast. "Sorry Mister Acromantula but I don't think any of us in this room are meant to be feasted on!" He stated boldly towards the beast though he wondered in his mind if the beast could even understand what he was saying in the first place. The beast grotesquely dashed towards the three boys out of anger from Jasper's actions. Not wanting to end up in the same situation as Claude, Jasper threw himself to the side in a desperate manner to avoid the beast's grasp. "Further distraction ideas anybody?"

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：atticus crawford。⁰⁴ @－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʀ ❜：jasper baudelaire。⁰³ The red head flinched at the sound the blast caused but felt relieved that they had started to distract the Acromantula. Claude carefully stepped out of view, watching the beast carefully before locking his eyes at the now human cocoon.

The boy could feel a cold sweat as he was trying to formulate a way to save the girl who was struggling inside the cocoon, wiggling around. Claude could hear her muffled screams and hoped to himself he could somehow manage to save her.

He moved as quickly as he could, stopping at the base of the intricate web. "Diana, stay still! We'll come get you!" He called out to the girl and carefully glanced back to see how the others were holding up.

Claude waved his wand at the cocoon. "Descendo!" He swiftly angled himself to catch the girl and hit the ground upon impact groaning in pain when he twisted his wrist trying to catch her. He forced himself to tear through the spider silk with his prominent hand in a futile attempt. Relief washed over him as he saw her face bow in view although not completely but at least she could breathe.

As soon as he got on his feet he was trying to look for his hand. It must have fell when he was catching the girl. Too focused on looking for it, he suddenly was snatched off the ground and his face now in close proximity to the beast.

Big black eyes enough for him to shiver at the ghastly sight and his face flashed a look of disgust that even against his thick uniform, he could almost feel the beast's hair against his skin.

"Lads, I refuse to be lunch! One of you might want to save me!" He shouted, leaning back as he was already imagining being devoured by the spider. He could almost smell the venom they were famous for although never having smelled it before. Claude's brain was already a mess at this point. "Sacrebleu, I taste like expired escargot. You might want to consider your options!"

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：claude derose-allard。⁰³ @－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʀ ❜：jasper baudelaire。⁰³ Atticus cringed internally, placing a hand on Jasper’s wand arm.

“Incendio might not be the right choice,” He said, not looking at Jasper but rather looking up at the classroom ceiling where spider silk stretched from corner to corner until it met at the almost complete human cocoon. “Spider silk might not burst into flames but it’ll smolder and travel”

“And I’m pretty sure whoever the girl in there is, she doesn’t want to end up in a spider barbecue”

“But I like your thinking, there’s another spell that’ll work and it won’t set anybody on fire.” Atticus removed his hand from Jaspers arm, glancing over at Claude “Be careful” he said, flashing a friendly smile even though he was roughly 70% sure that the guy was probably going to get ed over in some capacity. As for him, Jasper and Teddy, however, there was something they could do.

“You guys would have learnt this already, right? Arania Exumai- Woah!” Atticus, the shining bright of Hufflepuff intelligence, let out a rather shrill screech as light erupted from the tip of his wand, firing at the desks in front of them, the wooden furniture blasting from the point of impact and creating an ungodly crashing noise. Luckily for Claude, he had his distraction now. Unluckily for them, the Acromantula had stopped it’s weaving and directed it’s attention towards them.

“.. Uh, sorry”

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：claude derose-allard。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʜ ❜：atticus crawford。⁰⁴ @－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ [ ] heyhey. i rolled a 2 which is bare successful if i'm correct? also praying jas can be of help- asfdfgh

Jasper watched as the scene unravelled itself, the room quickly filling with fear, anxiety, and others completely bewildered by the situation. Jasper was amongst the few who were perplexed by the scenario, and though his mind was actively generating every possible question to this situation in that very moment, he quickly snapped out of it at the sound of the others. He maintained his calm demeanour and turned to face the others who were in the room. "Right... I'll help with distraction then."Jasper replied to the redhead before pulling his wand out of the pocket of his robe, pointing it directly towards the acromantula.

Though bugs and insects were not amongst the few things that Jasper would consider to be fearful, he could not help but feel uneasy at the sight of such a grotesque creature standing before him. "Has any of you actually fought an acromantula before because it's somewhat embarrassing to say that I have yet to do so" he paused for a few seconds before resuming his speak, "I also doubt Incendio would do any noticeable damage to this thing, but I believe it would make for a good distraction."

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：atticus crawford。⁰⁴ @－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʀ ❜：jasper baudelaire。⁰³ [] I rolled a 4. Barely successful ;_; I'll try my best!

Claude took a deep breath, assessing the situation. He could feel his palm sweating as he held his wand in hand and slowly made his way to the others in the frontlines. He said as he was trying to find the best possible solution with the least amount of violence.

Although not naturally inclined to animals other than his companion he does not want to resort to violence or death. All he wanted to do today was get on with his last class and sleep. But it looks like he'll have to take a raincheck with his bed.

The redhead could already feel the hair on the back of his neck stand up just at the site of the Acromantula's long and huge legs. He was never really fond of spiders, especially ones that had hair.

"I'll go save the girl." He says as he looks at the others. "Distract him please."

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：claude derose-allard。⁰³ @－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʀ ❜：jasper baudelaire。⁰³ [] aight, here ya go, Claude, my boy! + Teddy / Jasper, we got another player in our midst >:)

@－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʀ ❜：jasper baudelaire。⁰³ [] so I've rolled a 5 which means Atticus fails at capturing the spider, let me know what u guys roll!

"So.."

This was certainly a.. predicament. To say the least.

"Was me or one of you guys that turned the flower into a giant girl-eating tarantula?" Atticus turned to look at his underclassmen, feeling and looking oddly calm despite the panicked and, may he say, rather stressful situation that he found himself in. You know, of all the days it had to be, it had to be the one day that he stepped in as a TA for professor Cygnette to step out.

"Cause I don't know about you but I don't remember doing that"

Said stressful situation being the very strange sight of a Acromantula spinning an unconscious third years body into a web, presumably to eat later on. "This is interesting." Atticus muttered, clutching his wand firmly, his knuckles white from pressure. "Any ideas, mates?"

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：atticus crawford。⁰⁴ @－ ❛ ɢ ❜：teddy oxley。⁰³ @－ ❛ ʀ ❜：jasper baudelaire。⁰³ .

【 ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴍᴀʀᴋs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛᴜʟᴀ ɪɴᴠᴀsɪᴏɴ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ 】

               ˚✧₊⁎  ᴛʀᴀɴsғɪɢᴜʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ғɪʀsᴛ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀssʀᴏᴏᴍ ⁎⁺˳✧༚

❛  A large spider skittered quickly across the floor, making a mad dash towards the students. They laughed, thinking that it was just part of the beginning of their Transfiguration lesson, that is until Professor Mcgonagall entered with a horrified look. It was then, that the hairy monster nabbed one of the female students in the confusion.  ❜

— ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴏɴᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛᴜʟᴀ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ʀᴏᴏᴍ

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