|A School Trip to The Unknown – three perspectives|
1. Informing
As soon as the information had gotten through to him, Michelle started to plan, both for himself and for Lucian, as he didn't expect the other boy to have taken notice of what had been going on around him any more than usual. The only reason he had noticed himself, was that Caleb had used al capitalized letters when he wrote it on the blackboard, besides gathering the class' attention and telling them that he had a friend, and that this friend knew another… leading to the teachers of two different schools with pupils about their age. He didn't tell them where they were going, but no one seemed to notice; half the pupils had already returned to their respective addictions. The whole school was coming, which would turn interesting surely, even if that was none of Michelle's concern. Caleb looked a little amazed of how unaffected the class seemed on learning of the trip. He quickly shrugged it off, though, and resumed teaching until the end of class.
The class was silent. Not only had they been informed that the whole year would be going on a school trip, but it would be in company with muggles. Harry was not concerned about this; he had grown up with muggles all around, after all. Neither Hermione seemed affected by it, naturally, since she was a muggleborn. The others, though, seemed more or les uneasy; the slytherins complained loudly. McGonagall quieted them down, explaining that, even if it was muggles present, they may perform magic at a base level, as long as discretion was utilized. This, as expected, made the slytherins complain even more audibly, and it was all the professor could manage just to silence them enough to proceed with her teaching, much bothered by the inquisitive questions from all of the class.
Stunned silence filled the classroom when Iruka stopped talking. Absolutely no sound was made, finally broken by Naruto, as always speaking his mind before thinking things through. – What!? The whole year?! But that's- he struggled to find words. - That's a bunch! And the people don't even speak Japanese! They can't be, when they're from those places! He exclaimed, agitated. Sighing, Iruka explained; - None of the classes speak in the same language, there's a jutsu on the camp site, making it possible for you kids to understand each other. Sighing again, he straightened, proclaiming that they better get about their tasks, and dismissed them, allowing only a few to remain to ask questions, the others would get their shot as the day went on. Iruka thought he indeed had a very bothersome class.
At the campsite, the preparations for the next tree groups of students were in full swing, ranging from readying their rooms to setting up auto-translators all over the camp. It was a big place, and so it was a comprehensive task.