With the capture of Verandi Farley and several high-ranking Trossach members, the British wizarding world has finally caught a break. The rate of rogue werewolf attacks have started dropping at a steady rate and, hopefully, things will stay that way. The Ministry is starting to loosen some restrictions, like not arresting werewolves standing on the street for loitering, however there’s still an obvious power imbalance between wizardfolk and werewolves.
The Cotswolds pack are continuing to advocate for the rights of werewolves and petitioning to change the legislation that has been set in motion by the current Minister for Magic, whilst the remaining Trossachs members are trying to stay out of the spotlight and keep a low profile… for now.
Whilst the British wizarding world seems to have calmed down, the same cannot be said for over in Northern Europe where a rebellion of magical creatures has risen. The state of things has gotten so bad that the European Ministry has enacted protocols to protect those under eighteen whilst their adult witches and wizards fight to keep control of their countries.
Students from Durmstrang have been sent to Hogwarts to keep them safe and those not old enough to attend school have been sent to live with relatives or designated British Ministry officials outside of Europe for the time being.
Will the low rates of werewolf attacks in Britain continue? How long will Durmstrang students stay at Hogwarts? Will the creatures usurp the wizardfolk in Northern Europe? Only time will tell.
SEPTEMBER 2019 It's been a very long, eventful summer in the wizarding world. A baby was stolen, several high ranking Trossach members were imprisoned, and werewolf attacks have drastically dropped as a result. What will happen now school has returned?
MAY 2019 An attempt to capture the beta of the Trossachs has been launched. Were the Aurors successful in their mission? Go read more here!
Sitting behind his desk with a mug of coffee clasped in his hands, Jack waited for his third, fourth and fifth year students to start filing in. Maybe this lesson would go better than last... but he didn't have high hopes, not when it came to what they were discussing today. But, like boggarts, this was a topic they needed to learn about thoroughly. It was incredibly relevant given the current climate of the wizarding world and not being educated was a dangerous game.
Nodding to some of his students as they entered his classroom, Jack gave them five minutes to gather themselves. He took a few sips of his coffee after surveying the room before standing up, leaving his coffee on the desk behind. "Thank you all for being so punctual. Let's get started," he said warmly. Those who were late would be getting points docked, as he had warned during their first lesson of the year.
Moving to the front of his desk, Jack gestured to the chalkboard without his wand and without speaking, the word: WEREWOLVES appearing in great, big letters. "As you can see, we will be learning about werewolves today. I know that some of us here may have biased views towards werewolves, but I'd like to speak about them as objectively as possible. Now... who can tell me what they know about werewolves?"
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Post by SKYLAR REID on Jun 12, 2019 3:12:28 GMT
Nope.
Nope, nope, nope, nope, and nope.
Skylar should've stayed in bed today. Should've eaten so much at breakfast he would get sick and get an excuse to miss class. Should've given himself a horrible injury at the last Quidditch practice. Should've made himself a potion just dangerous enough to send him to the hospital wing. All these things would be massively preferable to hearing about werewolves, also known as the by the way, your brother is probably a murderer now and he can't even know if he is because he's losing his mind out there and there's no cure lesson.
See, he knew plenty enough to know that he didn't want to learn any more.
Unfortunately for Skylar, there had been no warning at all about the content of the day's lesson, so when he dragged himself into this least favorite of classes, he was not at all prepared for the word that would appear on the chalkboard with just a wave of Professor O'Connor's hand. And when it did, he could swear his stomach was actually dropping through the floor. Collecting his thoughts, he found that the thought he liked best out of all of them was to leave, and he started to tune out the professor in favor of planning an escape route. He was already at the back of the class--no chance in hell he would sit in the front of this one--so it shouldn't be too hard. Just needed to wait for the professor to get distracted by someone. Should've brought a Dungbomb to class. He grabbed his bag as silently as possible, wishing for once that his hair wasn't so red, and started for the door.
Post by JACK O'CONNOR on Jun 12, 2019 11:04:38 GMT
Werewolves were a hard topic for many, himself included, but the students of Hogwarts needed to know the cold, hard facts. Not the propaganda the ministry was spewing on the front of the daily prophet, pinning every single attack in the wizarding world on werewolves and having opinion columns written by biased writers blasting werewolves day after day.
Whilst there were some awful werewolves out there, they were painting every single one with a tarred brush. They conveniently forgot about the people who were taking wolfsbane to control their transformations, the people who desperately chained themselves up a few days of the month to prevent themselves from hurting others, the Cotswolds who were a group of good-doer werewolves trying to provide help to those affected by the ministry. What the ministry was doing was wrong, and the current situation wasn't black and white as much as they wanted to think so, it was just various shades of grey instead.
Waiting for one of his students to answer his questions, a flash of red hair caught his eye. Not sneaking in like most but... trying to sneak out, instead? Clearing his throat loudly, Jack said, "Mr. Reid. Subtly is not your strong suit, and your house suffers as a result. 10 points from Hufflepuff. If you need a break from this topic, ask and I will gladly excuse you outside for a few minutes with one of your peers. But I don't appreciate you trying to sneak out in the middle of a lesson." He leveled the boy with his gaze, his eyes basically telling him to sit down or face detention. Yes, he understood this was a sensitive topic for the boy and he had sympathy. He had taught Dallas Reid before the poor boy's attack. But nonetheless, Skylar needed to stay and listen at the very least. They all did.
Turning his attention back to the class, Jack addressed them once more. "The same goes for everyone else. If you need a breather, let me know and you can go outside for a few minutes. Now, let's get back to the topic at hand."
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Dio sighed loudly no groaned even when the topic of the day was dropped. “Oh boy, I cannot wait to hear which lies the ministry forces into our studies,” he mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes. Seriously why was he even here? Obviously he knew everything there was to know. His own bloody bother was a pack leader. At this point the Slytherin wanted to get up and leave for a smoke. He didn’t need this specific class. Next time when they had something new to say, he might show up.
Another guy was ahead of him though it seemed with a totally different emotion. ‘Woah calm down, dude,’ was what ran through his head until the teacher named the kid. Reid… To Dio this name was all too familiar. Suddenly a grin appeared on his face and he too got up. “I’ll go outside with him for a bit. Not feeling this topic much either,” he mumbled towards the Professor. For once his surname had perks to it. His father being the baddest wolf ever lived gave him a free pass.
The Slytherin took a pack of strawberry gum from his pocket and offered little Reid one. “Gum?” This was Dio’s way of showing he wasn’t hostile. With a final glance towards the class and then back at the kid, he leaned in a little closer. “Hey, uh… You’re D’s little brother right?” He whispered, deciding not to name Dallas in public for privacy sakes. The blonde started moving out of the class. “He works in my neighbourhood pub. I met him this end of summer. He is quite cool, isn’t he?” For now Dio wouldn’t drop the bomb that he knew Dallas was a werewolf and had actually talked about with with said guy.
James was late and, honestly, he really didn't care. There was no reason for it. He was just walking slowly, thinking about that prank he wanted to pull at dinner. It wasn't like he was missing anything important. DADA was a boring class. He'd made it known before that he didn't like it and he was never really good at it in the first place. James' dad thought he should take it more seriously, try harder in the class, but then, his parents thought he should be doing that for every class instead of just two. He was certainly not going to be doing that, though. He was doing well in the important classes; this just wasn't one of them, in his opinion.
He could attempt to sneak into the room, try to hide the fact that he hadn't been there the entire time, but didn't think there was any point in doing that. Running a hand through his dark hair, he walked in just in time to hear the professor's question about werewolves. James must not be as late as he thought he was. That was disappointing. “Are we just going to sit here and listen to more lies about them?” he asked, standing by an empty desk. He wasn't going to sit down just yet, as he had no desire to listen to anymore of the Ministry's lies. If that was all this was going to be, he wasn't going to stay for it. “I've got more important things to do than listen to that.”
They hadn't even started their discussion yet, and... Merlin, things were already blowing up. Dio Greyback decided to say he'd go outside of the class with Skylar and letting out a sigh, Jack held up a hand in a 'stop right there' motion. "You can take a breather once we actually start talking. Sit down, listen for a bit. You don't need a break before we even begin," he instructed, his tone of voice not leaving much room for argument.
Not long into the class, James Potter decided to arrive, a few minutes late. "That's five points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter. I'd appreciate if you at least try to be punctual," he said. He needed to make it blatantly clear that he wasn't going to tolerate any latecomers, although he thought he'd already done so in his first lesson. 'More important things to do' made Jack just barely conceal an eyebrow raise because James was a fourteen year old boy. His priority was getting to class on time. "We're talking about them objectively. I have no interest in filling anyone's minds with false information. Now... can anybody please tell me what they know about werewolves without being biased?"
TAG: DIO GREYBACK, @james NOTES: Keeping track of points here. - 10 points from Hufflepuff - 5 points from Gryffindor
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In the very centre of class, an occamy feathered quill in her delicate fingers, Flora was wide-eyed as she watched Professor O'Connor's chalk scrawl the word werewolves across the board before them. What a thoroughly interesting subject! Flora was under the extremely misguided notion that her cousin Pierre was working selflessly to provide the very expensive, very time-consuming wolfsbane potion to poor, unfortunate souls. She had always found the nature of the beast quite fascinating and had assisted Pierre in his harvesting of the most important ingredient during the holidays. She was just raising her perfectly polished hand when the Prof caught out her Hufflepuff classmate trying to skip class. Her thin lips pulled at the corners as she tried to keep her face in a smile, despite the reality of being quite disgruntled by just how rude Skylar was being.
Then Dio, the little crazy half-beast, tried to take a 'a breather' too before class had even actually begun. Weakling. Her smile faltered as she hoped that points wouldn't be deducted from her house because Dio'd left his balls on his night stand. Flora ventured to raise her hand once again, but this time Potter piped up. Merlin, Maudred and Morgana, were all these boys on their rags today? Flora's dragonhide boots tapped gently, impatiently, on the cobble stone floor as she raised her hand a third time.
"I know that werewolves can drink a special potion - it's called wolfsbane potion - and it makes their change during the full moon that little bit less wild, I think? It's made from aconite, otherwise known as monkshood or wolfsbane and it's very hard to brew. The plant itself is quite poisonous, except for the root. I know this because my cousin.. he's a healer at St Mungo's in the plant and poisons ward," Flora said once she was selected by Professor O'Connor to share what she knew.
Defense against the dark arts was important, it was very important. Ollie wanted to go and this time she wouldn't hide in a corner and cry, this time she wouldn't need a sweet girl to give her chocolate and convince herself she'd be fine. The girl was seated in her usual seat, she gave Gabriel a smile from where she sat and if he wanted to sit with her he could otherwise she was sure her friends would.. right?
The class started and soon it was about to erupt into chaos. Ollie looked from one person onto the next, Skylar her new sibling was about to leave and she could understand why but it wasn't a good idea. She then eyed the other two boys as well and oh gosh it was going to go crazy wasn't it?
Ollie started to get a little nervous. She was never one who was afflicted by whatever happened with werewolves but Gabriel was and she just looked at the professor with a slight frown. Flora answered the question and Hufflepuff was losing housepoints already yet she had no idea what to say to get them back.
I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable
Felix was not very keen about joining this class but it was mandatory and he just hoped that the boggart taught the professor not to mess much with his students the way he did. The boy was seated in the back of the class, in a corner where he felt like no one would notice him and just watched other guys create a scene, especially Potter and Greyback. It was ironic how they caused a scene about werewolves.
Felix tried not to judge out loud but his gaze was on his roommate. And there went the Gryffindor housepoints, amazing. Felix wasn't one to judge a guy by their father's choices but Potter was making it very hard not to judge him.
Felix sighed and just rolled his eyes. Great class.
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Post by SKYLAR REID on Jun 14, 2019 2:29:38 GMT
Skylar was all ready to leap right back out of his seat and out of the room when Dio said he would step out to the hall with him, but he stayed fixed in place as Professor O'Connor told them to sit once more. Plan--if his snap reaction could really have been called a plan--foiled. Trying to tune out the professor, Skylar turned to the fifth-year, gingerly taking the little piece of gum and popping it into his mouth, even though he wasn't sure what flavor it even was. It turned out to be strawberry, and chewing the gum was surprisingly comforting, as it let him concentrate on something other than the class. "Thanks," he said, mumbled but sincere. "And you--you know him?" It shouldn't be that strange, he realized as soon as he'd said it; Dallas was only a year ahead of Dio--or had been, when he'd been in school.
"Does he seem to be doing alright?" Despite all his fears of Dallas's transformations, Skylar was still worried that his brother was starving out there or something. There was only so much that the Joneses could do for a guy who'd been kicked out of school. He focused on the gum and the conversation, not really feeling like listening but not wanting to lose any more points for Hufflepuff.
Of course the topic of the day was making everyone go a bit mad. Roxanne knew there were very few people who didn't have some sort of involvement or opinion on werewolves these days. It wasn't going to be the calmest of classes. Still, she had to cringe when her cousin's careless comments lost Gryffindor five whole points, and she turned around in her seat to glare at him for a second. Why was he like this? She put her chin in her hand as she turned back to the front of her classroom, playing with the quill in her hand while waiting for the commotion to die down.
Flora, a girl in her year, seemed like the only person not losing her head as she gave the professor an actual answer to the question. Roxanne raised her hand to add on before someone else said something stupid. "In general, werewolves are only dangerous when transformed, since they don't remember anything about their normal life. But when they're in human form, they can't turn you into a werewolf, only give some nasty scars, and not all of them would attack like that."
Post by AGNES CLEARWATER on Jun 14, 2019 7:55:23 GMT
Werewolves were a subject that was bound to get controversial and as to be expected, before they even started discussing the topic at hand, shit hit the fan. A redheaded boy tried to escape right at the beginning, a rookie mistake - seriously, did he not know his hair was like a spotlight? Then Dio told Professor O'Connor that they were leaving, and then high and mighty James Potter came in late and started saying he had more 'important things to do.'"Like what, his left hand?" Aggy muttered to Evan, a scathing expression crossing her face. "Now all they need is a 'claw and their merry quartet of dickwits will be complete. They'll be whole, and not just a bunch of a-holes."
Then thankfully, Flora Selwyn was answering what she knew about werewolves, followed by Roxanne Weasley. Both of whom made good points, but Aggy felt the need to add to what they'd said, raising her hand and waiting until she was called on. "Wolfsbane's helpful but only if you have the galleons to pay for it... and most don't, especially now there's more werewolves facing poverty than ever," she said, before annoyance washed over her as she thought back to just this morning's daily prophet. "The Ministry's doing a really stellar job of pretending like there's not a problem - the government, covering up something, what a shocker, right? But anyone with a brain can figure out that by enforcing stricter and stricter legislation especially regarding werewolves and workplaces means that a lot of them struggle to even feed themselves."
Post by EVAN OLIVER WOOD on Jun 19, 2019 8:21:17 GMT
As Evan had walked in (on time tyvm), he took the time to say 'hello' to a few of his classmates with a happy smile. First he went past James with a "hey hey Jimmy!" and then past young Skylar with a similarly friendly "hey-lo!" before turning to his good friend, Roxanne. "Hey Roxy," Evan said gently as he put a large hand on her shoulder as he walked past to take his habitual seat next to his fellow fifth year Gryffindor - Agnes. He plopped down in the seat just as Professor O'Connor began addressing the class and he saw that werewolves were the topic of discussion.
Immediately the tension level in the room sky-rocketed and Evan wished that he had come prepared with a cheering-charm... but he doubted that Prof-O would appreciate his intervention. Evan looked over his shoulder to where James was making a fuss and he couldn't help but chortle when Agnes said he'd be busy doing his left hand. "Nah, Aggy, I think he's right handed," Evan said with a nudge and then very briefly thought about how he really shouldn't be discussing a guy's self-help practices in class. "Merlin help Skylar if he's stupid enough to find comfort with Dio," Evan whispered, concern evident in his face as he turned back to the Professor denying the kids' requests. Thank Merlin - clearly Prof-O had a similar concern.
As Roxanne answered he gave her an encouraging thumbs-up, because it was an important point. Werewolves were only more dangerous during the full moon, something that everyone seemed to forget. He was about to voice that when Agnes talked about how expensive the potion was and Evan nodded in agreement. "Maybe the Ministry should focus on making the wolfsbane potion more widely available? Maybe if the werewolves had access to it they wouldn't get so kill-happy?" Evan looked up at Jack with hopeful eyes and a smile because, "because they retain their humanity don't they? And... not mindless killing beasts?"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jun 22, 2019 4:54:02 GMT
Walking into the Defense Against the Dark Arts with a great big grin on her face, Vi wasn't shy one iota as she greeted her classmates and friends, waving chirpily at each of them and shooting them bright smiles. She wasn't quite sure who to sit with today, there were so many choices! She could sit next to Flora who she blew an extra special kiss towards, or Olivia who she'd passed some chocolate to in her last lesson, or even Elena when she showed up. But as her eyes swept over the room, they landed on Felix sitting all by his lonesome, an... interesting look on his face. That's where she needed to be.
Beelining straight towards the desk that Felix sat at, Vi flopped into the chair next to him. "Heya, Fe!" she said brightly, nudging him with her elbow gently. "You alright? You look as sour as a lemon!" Digging into her bag, Vi took out her ink pot, parchment and textbook, all things she'd make good use of later in the lesson, without a doubt!
Turning her attention to the front of the class, Vi watched for a moment as chaos unfolded after Professor O'Connor introduced 'werewolves' as the topic of the day. Immediately, her eyes sought out Liam, and she mouthed, "I'll give you a hug later," before drawing a love heart with her fingers in the air. It was a friendly gesture on behalf of Vi, it always was, and she ignored the mocking snicker coming from the left of her from Greyson Avery.
Then people started answering Professor O'Connor's question, and Vi fell quiet, grabbing her quill. It looked like she was writing notes on her parchment but all truthfulness, she wasn't. She wasn't even listening. Instead, she was doodling the pretty face of one of her besties, Clarissa, whose hair looked absolutely stunning with that shade of blue the other day!
Mariah was sitting there in the class and watching what was going on there. She knew very well that today's subject was something what people didn't like much. She herself had managed to stay neutral here. She wasn't pissed about it or even friendly towards it. She just had no reason to hate them really, as far as she knows.
So the girl just kept being quiet there and wrote down what some of her classmates said, about wolfsbane and about their transforming. She didn't really have anything else to add. She hasn't read much about them, even if she should since it's very general topic nowadays.
