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Strange School(?)
"Now, do you have everything?" asked Mata Hari.
"Yes Mama."
"Yes Miss Hari."
The voices replying were all sitting in chairs with small desks attached, arranged in a semi-circle around a blackboard and a desk. Each child had a few notebooks, a pencil and an eraser on his/her chair-desk. They were all dressed in casual clothing – basically t-shirts, short pants, and shoes – except for Harry, who was dressed up in his Chaldea Master's uniform; a white shirt with two black belts across his chest and black pants. The room they were in was a large, bronze-colored space with various books and apparatuses lining its shelves.
"That's great!" she said. "I'll see you all at lunch, alright?" Harry nodded with a smile. Nodding back, she turned to the beautiful brown-haired woman next to her. The red and blue dress she wore seemed to glisten in contrast to the bronze walls. In her left hand, she held a large staff with a glowing blue diamond on top.
"Don't worry Margaretha! Your resident genius, Leonardo Da Vinci, has everything planned out for today!" She turned to the children with an enthusiastic smile. "Alright children! Say bye-bye to Miss Hari!"
"Bye!" they said, waving to the Assassin as she went out the door. She waved back, only for her heart to flutter when she caught the tiniest sliver of worries in Harry's eyes. Fortunately, that sliver was squashed by excitement as Da Vinci told the children to open their notebooks.
After the Orleans Singularity, Da Vinci and Mata Hari became concerned with Harry's education. Based on what he told them from his time at his…relatives (she still clenched her fists in anger every time he mentioned them), he only had a very base education at best, and every effort at being smarter than his cousin was thoroughly squashed. Naturally, the two Servants were appalled by this and decided they would home-school him whenever they could. At first, it was mainly Da Vinci and Dr. Romani tutoring Harry, but as Harry summoned more Servants, both adult and child ones, Da Vinci suggested they would transform his one-on-one tutoring into a small "classroom", with Harry and the child Servants as students and the scholarly adult Servants as teachers. The adults naturally agreed, eager to help their little Master out, while the children were uncertain at first, but soon came to discover that the lessons were fun, and soon joined Harry in the "class".
There were even talks of making them little school uniforms.
Indeed, the adult Servants made sure to keep their lessons both informative and entertaining for the children; and as one would expect from such…colorful personalities, the lessons seemed to match.
Literature
"Okay, another day of trying not to drag your souls down into the abyss of misery," said a blue-haired child with a baritone voice. He wore rectangular framed glasses and a white lab coat (for some reason), and in his hand, he held a large blue quill. This was Hans Christian Andersen, appointed Literature teacher and pessimist.
He inwardly sighed as he rubbed his head. Why did he agree to this? Oh yes, because Da Vinci and Mata Hari were incredibly frightening women when they wanted to be. Not unlike that other woman. At least they weren't distorted.
That, and he did have concern for his Master. As miserable and cynical as he was, he still is an educated man and a (somewhat) dependable Servant.
Reminding himself that for the nth time, he resumed talking.
"Now, today we will be talking about endings. Or rather, happy endings." He fiddled with his quill as he spoke. "Happy endings are the most confounding inventions ever invented by writers. They provide closure to stories and bring smiles to the readers' faces, made by a series of events that could or could not happen in reality. They are fake and they are true. Can anyone tell me why?"
While the children looked a tad confused at the Caster's rather…loquacious statement, Ana raised her hand and Hans gestured to her with his quill.
"…because not everyone will be happy in the end?"
"Correct. In real life, one happy ending means a bad ending for another. Things aren't so clear cut. Only a few exceptions, like Chaldea, exist. People try to get their happy ending, only to sometimes find out it isn't as happy as they want it to be."
Harry kept looking at Hans in confusion. Why did he say that? He had his Mommy and Daddy and his friends. He was happy.
The blue-haired author felt the trickle of his Master's thoughts and frowned. He knew of his past, naturally, and he certainly didn't want to let Harry think that someone suffered because of his… 'happy end'.
"Now, I'm not saying that happy endings don't exist; it's just that you cannot delude yourself into thinking that every ending will be happy. A good piece of literature doesn't force the ending; it arrives at its most natural conclusion."
A chorus of 'oh''s came from the children and Hans nodded, glad that they understood.
"What I don't get though," he grumbled to himself, despite everyone hearing him "is what those translators were thinking of with what they did to my stories! I swear, if Disney does exist on the throne, I will throttle him so hard…"
Math
"Ok kiddies, let's see what you did" instructed Da Vinci. She had instructed the class to solve some geometry problems. The children put their pencils down and the inventor went around, looking at their work.
She reached Harry's desk and smiled at what she saw. "Very good, Harry! Might I say that those are some very nice triangles!"
Harry blushed at the praise. "I used a ruler like you said Ms. Da Vinci."
"That's right! Remember kids, a ruler will make solving these problems much easier!" She checked the other children's work and gave remarks and corrections. When she reached Alexander's desk, however, she sweat-dropped at what she saw.
"Alexander? I don't recall a catapult being mentioned in the problem."
The red-haired boy scratched his head in embarrassment and chuckled. "Heh-heh. Sorry, guess I was a little distracted."
The inventor raised a skeptical eyebrow. "A little distracted?"
Alexander dropped his head in shame, while the rest of the children held back their giggles.
Da Vinci shook her head and started walking to the board when Alexander spoke up. "Why do we even have to learn this? It's not like I'm gonna be using math every day!"
She froze for a moment and then turned to the youth, who gulped at her stare's intensity. 'Oh damn, I messed up…'
"I'll have you know," the Caster-class Servant said in a tight tone of voice "that everything in the world revolves around math and numbers. Patterns in nature, machines, war, even magecraft follows a lot of mathematical principles! All of Chaldea's computers and systems were built using math!"
While Alex was startled by the fierceness in her tone, Da Vinci saw he was still confused. Inwardly sighing a muttering about bullheaded red-heads, a bright idea got into her head.
"In fact, …" a half-devilish smile appeared on her face "…how about I show you all?"
She waved her staff in the air and miniature catapult appeared. "Now, I want you all to look at this rock" she pulled a rock out of her pocket and placed it inside the catapult.
"I am going to make it land precisely…" she took a piece of chalk from the blackboard and marked an X on the floor "…here."
She walked back to the catapult and carefully pressed down on its bucket, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the X. Three seconds later, she released the bucket, the stone flew and…landed right on the target.
The inventor had to stop herself from preening when she heard the children's cries of excitement. Alex however, just nodded.
"That was nice and all, but what's that got to do with math?"
"Very simple: I calculated how much force should I use to push the catapult's bucket, factoring in how much the stone weighed, how far I was from the X and boing! Right where I wanted it! How do you think soldiers knew where to place catapults or how to fire crossbows? Math!"
This time all of the children nodded, even if they looked a little befuddled by the terms she said. Da Vinci let out a silent chuckle; they'll get there in time.
"My point is, math always has a use. Even if the math looks boring and uninteresting as it can get, I guarantee you there is a practical use for it. The same can be said for a lot of other subjects, so make sure to learn everything that's ever being taught to you; you never know when you might need it."
Physical Education
"All right, everybody line up! We're gonna sweat a lot today so get ready!" yelled Leonidas, the warrior-king of Sparta and Lancer-class Servant. In contrast to his usual attire of loincloth, shield and helmet, he was wearing a white sports t-shirt and black shorts. The children were all standing in front of him wearing similar clothing (they had a small room to the side where they changed) and they were all standing in Chaldea's gym; a state-of-the-art facility with all the newest sports and training equipment.
"Now, we're gonna start off with a warm-up so all of you do 15 jumping jacks" he paused to demonstrate the exercise, jumping up and down while opening and closing his arms and legs simultaneously each time. "We'll do this set three times, move onto some squats and then do some chest exercises. Ready?"
The children nodded. "Ok, three, two, one, start!"
The children all started jumping, making sure to keep up the rhythm while Leonidas watched them closely, especially Harry. He wasn't a Servant and as such had a weaker physiology than the rest of them, on top of being an eight-year-old.
Still, he performed the exercise with little difficulty.
The Spartan continued to watch the children as they went through each exercise he gave them, with a small smile filled with pride on his face all the while. They didn't just do the exercises; they went further than that.
"Bend a little lower Harry and keep your back straight," said Alex, in the middle of a lunge exercise. "Jack, make sure he doesn't fall, okay?"
The scarred Servant nodded and gently pressed her hand against Harry's back keeping it straight. The raven-haired Master smiled at her and kept performing the lunges. Leonidas just nodded in approval; a good warrior relied not just on himself, but on his comrades as well.
"Hey, Leonidas –" Alex nearly jumped back at the glare the Lancer shot at him. "I-I mean Coach, why do we have to do these exercises? Harry I understand, but why us? It's not like we're gonna lose our muscles or anything."
Crossing his arms, Leonidas snickered in amusement. "Oh? Well, come at me then Macedonian. If your strength doesn't fade let's see you prove it."
Alex grinned and bent his knees, while the rest of the children all backed away, putting some distance between the two redheads, while Gil just shook his head in mirth. When will he ever learn?
With a burst of speed too fast for Harry to follow, Alex lunged at the Spartan King, ready to bash his face…
…only for the aforementioned king to sidestep and slam him down on the floor, cracking the metal below.
"As young Alexander helped demonstrate," Leonidas said while gesturing to the flailing boy under his palm "no matter what shape your body is in, you always need to train and maintain it. Especially for us; we are the last defenders of humanity, and even the slightest bit of laziness can lead to trouble later on. Assume that there's always something bigger or better than you, or else you'll end up a lot worse than being smashed to the floor."
The group all nodded with varying degrees of enthusiasm as Leonidas looked down at Alex's struggling form and grinned manically.
"Oh, and since you've decided to volunteer…how about you help demonstrate some wrestling moves? I've been spending some time with the Irishmen and they gave me ideas for these amazing new techniques…"
All Alexander the Third of Macedonia could do was whimper.
Science Lab
Harry wiggled in his chair in excitement; this was one of his favorite classes! He and his friends were back in the classroom, wearing plastic safety goggles on their heads. The door soon opened and a long-haired man with electric blue eyes and wearing a metallic gauntlet stepped in. He was holding something which was covered in cloth.
"Good day, children! I have something special planned for today!" he said, placing the cloth-covered object on the table. "Can you all guess what it is?"
The child Servants rolled their eyes. It was obvious what the teacher wanted to talk about. Harry just raised his hand.
"Yes, young Harry?"
"Um…electricity, Professor Tesla?"
"Correct! Electricity, the very lifeblood of modern society! Without it, it would dissolve into anarchy and chaos!" exclaimed Nikola Tesla, waving his hand in the air dramatically. "These sparks of energy move throughout Chaldea's halls even as we speak, moving back and forth and supplying power and fuel to our ever-important quest!"
Tesla grabbed the cloth with his gauntlet. "Now…behold!"
He lifted up dramatically to reveal an array of cables and boxes. At one end of the array was a small silver disc and on the other was a row of lightbulbs, all connected by said cables and boxes.
"This is a simple electrical circle, all designed to power up these lightbulbs here. Before we start, can anyone tell me what kind of circuit is this?" He gestured next to Harry. "Young Miss Jack?"
Jack looked at the array and scratched her little chin. "This is a…parallel circuit?"
"Indeed! And these little boxes here are impedances. As you all should recall, the total sum of the impedance units in a parallel circuit is equal to the sum of their reciprocals. If each of these units has an impedance level of, let's say, 30 Ohms, and there are 5 impedances here, then the total sum of these impedances would be 6 Ohms." Tesla paused for a moment to write down the equation on the board. He turned to look at his students to see them all writing down in their notebooks diligently, although some of them looked a little lost.
'Maybe this is a tad advanced…? No, I will show them soon enough!'
The scientist grinned as he flipped a small switch and suddenly the lightbulbs all lit up in different colors. Harry and the children looked amazed at the sight and the Archer-class Servant felt elation coursing through his veins. Ah, the wonderous look on their faces! Just like when he presented his inventions to the world!
"Yes, I know, this is all very interesting, but let me ask you this, my students; what would happen if I add more impedances to the circuit?"
The children all looked at him in thought for a few seconds before Ana raised her hand.
"Yes?"
"The lightbulbs will be…brighter?"
"No, it'll be dimmer!" exclaimed Kid Gil. Ana shot him a dirty look for barging in before Tesla chuckled.
"Miss Ana is correct here. The lightbulbs will shine brighter with more impedances" he took another small box out of his coat pocket, connected it to the circuit and indeed, the lightbulbs' shine was stronger than before!
The red-eyed boy looked at the circuit befuddled while Alexander silently snickered, trying to hide his aching body and Tesla softly chuckled. "I get why you said that young Gil, but remember our last lessons: Current times Impedance equals Voltage (I*Z=V on the board), meaning the bulbs will shine brighter with more impedance."
Gil looked down in embarrassment, but soon lifted his head and stared with his friends at the circuit in wonder. The inventor nodded with satisfaction; another lesson, another step in the path towards the enlightenment of –
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!?"
The roar shook the whole class. They turned to the door, and into the classroom barged a tall figure with a lion's head and red-and-blue spandex. His gaze darted across the classroom until he saw the circuit.
"Ah-ha! I see I have come just in time! You have gone too far this time, you wacko inventor! Trying to corrupt the minds of these poor and children, and our Master no less!? You should be ashamed to even think of –"
He was cut off by a bolt of lightning that sent him flying out of the room. The children looked at their professor to see that his gauntlet was outstretched and crackling with blue electricity.
"I suppose this is a good opportunity as any children. You see, the methods of electricity I have been teaching you have all utilized the supreme power of the alternating current, which is of course the only way any proper high-tech electrical system in this society –"
"DON'T YOU DARE!" Yellow lightning blasted from the door and sent Tesla flying into the wall, dazing him. The lion-man, now smoking, stomped over to the table with a thunderous look in his eyes before turning to the children with a genial smile.
"I'm sorry about that children. You have been deceived by this nutjob for too long, so I, Thomas Edison shall bring you into the light!" At lightning-speed, he erased the board and rewrote it, shut off the circuit, rearranged the cables and boxes and pulled out a small aluminum battery. He threw away the silver disc and put the battery in its place.
"Now, observe the true method of harnessing electricity – the one with resistors, single-flow and proper lighting! Behold the power of the direct current!"
He flicked on the switch and bulbs lit up again to show…the exact same thing.
Harry was confused. The lightbulbs still shone the same. What was different here?
Edison saw the look on his young Master's face and was about to educate him when the smell of ozone intensified. The children turned to see Tesla standing up with an enraged look on his face.
"So, you think you can impede my efforts in educating these impressionable minds, you industrialist moocher!"
"Hardly. I'm trying to illustrate the glory of the American system and not some one-off lightning rod, you quack!"
Tesla scoffed. "Please, if they wanted to see the American system, I'm sure a textile plant would be infinitely more interesting than whatever nonsense you make."
"Ehh!? I'll have you know that my industry pushed America into the peak of refinement!" yelled Edison, shaking his gloved fist.
"Indeed. The peak of manure refinement."
"DC is the only way!"
"Fool! AC is the true way!"
"AC!"
"DC!"
"AC!"
"DC!"
The two pioneers of electricity were soon wrestling on the floor, zapping and insulting each other all the while. Harry, Jack and the rest of the class laughed.
Never a normal lesson with people like these.
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