Post by Wentworth Davenport on Jun 12, 2012 14:36:40 GMT -6
A large tome was openened up to the page on Human Transfiguration. Some of the more interesting stuff in the curriculum. Wentworth didn’t really enjoy teaching as one might expect of a Hogwarts professor. A lage majority of his students were either lazy or stupid, in most cases both. It was a tedious task, as he could think of far better ways to pass the time. Luckily, not all of his students were incompetent imbeciles. Teaching future great wizards and witches would no doubt pay off in a couple of years, knowing that he had influenced tomorrow’s leaders. It was also what he was payed to do, Wentworth wasn’t one for life on the streets so it was a nessesity. In addition, it kept him hidden from the many aurors out there who couldn’t wait to get their hands on a real life dark wizard such as himself. All in all, teaching was a nessessary evil.
Underneath the lesson syllabus was a grading rubric. The grading rubric had a list of all of the students organized by their house, the grade they will obtain this class, and house points. Wentworth was notorious for being a jerk with these house points and had shaved off several house points when he felt a student was being even slightly below his expectations. His teaching style had been critized several times but there was no denying that it was effective.
The classroom, itself, was quite extravagant, a well-lit room full of carvings from various different cultures engraved on certain places of the walls and furniture. Several tapestries covered the walls with a variety of themes. Being the hoarder that he was, Wentworth had several objects decorating the room, some magical, some not, from all sorts of exotic places such as Egypt, China, Russia, Italy, the Amazon jungle, and so on. They seemed to have been placed randomly around the huge room, each one different from the other. The one thing they all had in common was that they all commemorated his glory days as a Curse-Breaker. At the far end of the room were some suspiciously looking objects, many of them having a disturbing organic feel to them. It seemed the professor was having some transfiguration experiments of his own. Indeed, professor Davenport had changed the room so much that it had become unrecognizable from the original classroom from when he first started teaching at Hogwarts three years ago.
Wentworth took a look at his fancy platinum watch featuring roman numbers and sighed. His next class was about to being which meant obandoning his current research to contend with his students. Teaching might not have been his dream job but if he was going to teach then he was going to do it right. As he started preparing for his next lecture, the transfiguration professor tried to remember which students were going to attend…
Underneath the lesson syllabus was a grading rubric. The grading rubric had a list of all of the students organized by their house, the grade they will obtain this class, and house points. Wentworth was notorious for being a jerk with these house points and had shaved off several house points when he felt a student was being even slightly below his expectations. His teaching style had been critized several times but there was no denying that it was effective.
The classroom, itself, was quite extravagant, a well-lit room full of carvings from various different cultures engraved on certain places of the walls and furniture. Several tapestries covered the walls with a variety of themes. Being the hoarder that he was, Wentworth had several objects decorating the room, some magical, some not, from all sorts of exotic places such as Egypt, China, Russia, Italy, the Amazon jungle, and so on. They seemed to have been placed randomly around the huge room, each one different from the other. The one thing they all had in common was that they all commemorated his glory days as a Curse-Breaker. At the far end of the room were some suspiciously looking objects, many of them having a disturbing organic feel to them. It seemed the professor was having some transfiguration experiments of his own. Indeed, professor Davenport had changed the room so much that it had become unrecognizable from the original classroom from when he first started teaching at Hogwarts three years ago.
Wentworth took a look at his fancy platinum watch featuring roman numbers and sighed. His next class was about to being which meant obandoning his current research to contend with his students. Teaching might not have been his dream job but if he was going to teach then he was going to do it right. As he started preparing for his next lecture, the transfiguration professor tried to remember which students were going to attend…