"Now, as you and the other Professors would like to know more about me,
I'll see if we can set up a question and answer session."
Snape was taken aback, but he had good control over his emotions.
"Professor Snape, I would like to retire early due to my first day of
classes tomorrow, these students will probably be a rowdy bunch." I
couldn't have been more wrong.
"Good morning, class my name is Professor Carthaginos; due to the trouble
most people have pronouncing my name, just call me Rothos." A hand shot up,
it belonged to Miss Hermione Granger. "Can we call you Professor Rothos?"
she asked.
"If it makes you feel more comfortable, best to feel comfortable now than
slip up later and get bitten by a demon, trust me it's no fun. Any other
questions? Good, this will be a short first class since I won't cover any
pertinent material today. First, the rules Safety First, this is Defense
Against the Dark Arts; not a heroics class. Secondly, Be comfortable; if
you have a favorite wand, quill, pillow or anything else; do not hesitate
to bring it. Third, No sleeping or horseplay in class! Every time you do
so, twenty points will be deducted from your house, you can stand up use
artificial methods of staying awake; I do suggest Muggle coffee it works
well. Four, no stakes, swords or monster hunting paraphernalia until I tell
you to bring it. Five, pay undivided attention in class. Six, I know there
are house rivalries, but be civil to each other ten points from the
offending student's house. Don't think I missed something; I catch all rule-
breakers. This time Draco Malfoy's hand shot up. "Will this apply to all
people?" "Yes, Draco and I know your father very well so we can sit down
and talk with him anytime you would like." "I will provide extra help if
anyone would like it and advanced instruction on topics that strike your
fancy."
"No one will need notes or books for the first couple of classes, I will just be seeing how far you have come along. Any questions? Seeing none class is dismissed, I would like to speak with Misters Potter, Weasley, Malfoy and Miss Granger at their collective convenience." The four trouped up to me at the end of class. "I have been informed that the lot of you have a rivalry and that you all are responsible for maintaining the status quo at Hogwarts so instead of Gryffindor and Slytherin losing a tremendous amount of points from this class, I will assign alternate punishments to you for violating the rules as I see fit. Now, run along if any of your teachers say you are late, convey my condolences and that I am to blame." As I shooed them out the door, I began to write in my journal about the first day of classes with my star students. The next day, I began a question and answer session; Hermione answered most of the questions and received forty points for Gryffindor, Draco answered many and won thirty points for Slytherin. To my surprise, young Neville Longbottom answered some of the hardest questions with ease after thinking about them, earning Gryffindor another twenty points. "Class is dismissed; may I see Mr. Neville Longbottom?" I said. Neville was walking the walk of shame up to my desk. "Neville Longbottom, your parents were good friends to me; they always stood beside me when I needed it because of my secret. Anyway, Neville about class, I see a lot of me in you; and I guess you have a memory problem?" I opened my desk draw and drew out a magical tape recorder. "Neville, do you know what this is? He swallowed and pulled on his tight collar nervously. "A tape recorder, sir?" "Yes and its enchanted to copy notes for you clearly and legibly, I thought someone could use it." "Neville, go and get lunch, I'll be down shortly." I pull out my journal and write about the little conversation I had with Neville.
"No one will need notes or books for the first couple of classes, I will just be seeing how far you have come along. Any questions? Seeing none class is dismissed, I would like to speak with Misters Potter, Weasley, Malfoy and Miss Granger at their collective convenience." The four trouped up to me at the end of class. "I have been informed that the lot of you have a rivalry and that you all are responsible for maintaining the status quo at Hogwarts so instead of Gryffindor and Slytherin losing a tremendous amount of points from this class, I will assign alternate punishments to you for violating the rules as I see fit. Now, run along if any of your teachers say you are late, convey my condolences and that I am to blame." As I shooed them out the door, I began to write in my journal about the first day of classes with my star students. The next day, I began a question and answer session; Hermione answered most of the questions and received forty points for Gryffindor, Draco answered many and won thirty points for Slytherin. To my surprise, young Neville Longbottom answered some of the hardest questions with ease after thinking about them, earning Gryffindor another twenty points. "Class is dismissed; may I see Mr. Neville Longbottom?" I said. Neville was walking the walk of shame up to my desk. "Neville Longbottom, your parents were good friends to me; they always stood beside me when I needed it because of my secret. Anyway, Neville about class, I see a lot of me in you; and I guess you have a memory problem?" I opened my desk draw and drew out a magical tape recorder. "Neville, do you know what this is? He swallowed and pulled on his tight collar nervously. "A tape recorder, sir?" "Yes and its enchanted to copy notes for you clearly and legibly, I thought someone could use it." "Neville, go and get lunch, I'll be down shortly." I pull out my journal and write about the little conversation I had with Neville.