Chapter 7: Progress
"PROGRESS!" Ms. Landor said, slamming her wand on Cho's desk. "How is it going? I want people to tell me how this exercise is working out for you. If you're doing it right, you should be making extreme progress." Ms. Landor pointed at Cho and Draco.
"Please! Come up." Cho sighed and walked to the front. Draco winked at Crabbe and Goyle as he came to the front. "Now! Pray tell, what have each of you learned about the other?" Cho sighed about to speak, but Draco interrupted.
"Well, whether or not she thought I knew, Cho Chang's mother was a Chinese...ehem...'night worker'. Her father was a wizard that had to make trips to China now and then, and he met her in a—" "Quite enough!" Ms. Landor said. She looked outraged.
Cho was blushing brighter than ever. She was shaking with anger and humiliation. "Now, my dear, please, what have you learned?" Cho tried to talk, but no words came out. "I...I...He..." An evil expression came over Cho's face as she searched for something to say.
"His father's a Death Eater, and he's in Azkaban for—" Draco's mouth fell open and he searched for his wand. "NOW, NOW! Sit down, both of you!" Ms. Landor looked appalled and angrier than she had ever been.
"I meant for you to learn something POSITIVE about the other person. Some people can't help what their parents are or.." She looked at Draco. "What they've done." Ms. Landor walked back to her desk and scratched her head with her wand.
"Please, give me a pair that have done what I asked them to!" she sighed and looked around the room. She pointed to Snape and Lupin. "Ahh...I'm sure you two have learned much about each other!" she smiled slyly. "Nothing I didn't already know!" Snape said, putting his chin on the palm of his hand. "Same here!" Remus growled.
"Will someone tell me something?" she looked around the room, and all the students looked down. "My...well, this is going to be much harder than I thought. If you can't do for in class, then I suppose no one is in need of the exam waiver..." Hands shot in the air.
"Of course! You must BECOME the characters people! You must talk to your partners, get to KNOW them." Harry and Hermione looked at each other at the same time; he felt guilty for ignoring her the day before. -- It was mid-March, and Ms. Landor finally had the students practicing different scenes in front of the class. Much to their dismay, Ms. Landor drilled them constantly for perfection in acting their parts.
"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Chang! Scene III, Act I!" Ms. Landor said, pointing her wand at them. Cho and Draco trudged to the front of the class. Draco scratched his head and cleared his throat.
"My necessaries are embark'd. Farewell. And, and sister, as the winds give benefit and convoy is assistant, do not sleep but let me hear from you." He said, trying to stay in character. "Good! The memory potions are very useful! I am glad you have decided to use them, Mr. Malfoy." Draco smiled evilly. "Ms. Chang." Ms. Landor nodded at her. "Er..Do you doubt that?" she said.
"For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favor, hold it a fashion and a toy in blood, a violet in the youth of primy nature, forward! Not permanent, sweet, not lasting, the perfume and suppliance of a minute—no more!" "No more but so?" she said. "Good!" Ms. Landor said. "Excellent. When this is in full production, I expect just as much feeling! Now, Severus and Remus!" she said, looking towards the back of the room.
By this time, Lupin and Snape had become more acquainted and accepting of the procedures within Ms. Landor's class, but that didn't make them any more enthusiastic about the whole ordeal. They walked to the front of the class. "Scene I, Act V." she said to them. Snape adjusted his robes; Lupin, his tie.
"Is she to be buried in Christian burial when she willfully seeks her own salvation?" Remus said as clown one. "I tell the she is; therefore make her grave straight. The crowner hath sat on her, and finds it Christian burial." Snape said in a monotonous voice.
"Severus! In character! Do we have to do the clown exercise ag—" "No! No..." Snape winced. "How can that be, unless she drown'd herself in her own defense?" Lupin continued. "Why, 'tis found so!" Snape said passionately.
"It must be 'se offendendo'; it cannot be else. For, here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act, and an act hat three braches—it is to act, to do, and to perform. Argal, she drown'd herself wittingly!" Lupin said inquisitively. "Excellent! My best actors yet!" Ms. Landor said. Severus took a bow without smiling towards the class and walked back to his desk.
Lupin shook his head smiling and walked back to his seat. "Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, and Hamlet!" she said, pointing to Ron, Luna, and Harry. Ron and Harry sighed and stood up, Luna wandered to the front in a daze. "Scene II, Act II—lines 220." She said.
It might seem amazing that students of this age could remember such in depth plays, but in fact, a potion had been concocted to help remember the play bit by bit. Snape had created it for himself and had used it before a class session, in which Ms. Landor found out and said: "Well Severus, I hope you brought enough for the whole class!"
"God save you, sir!" Ron said. "My honor'd lord!" Luna said in character—it frightened Ron how different she acted. "My excelled good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good ladsm how do you both?" Harry said, walking towards them with outstretched arms. "As the indifferent children of the earth!" Ron said.
"Happy in that we are not over-happy. ON Fortune's cap we are not the very button." Luna said, her eye brows raising. "Nor the soles of her shoe?" Harry said with a questioning tone. Harry heard Hermione and Ginny giggle behind him. He looked back and they had their thumbs up, smiling.
"PROGRESS!" Ms. Landor said, slamming her wand on Cho's desk. "How is it going? I want people to tell me how this exercise is working out for you. If you're doing it right, you should be making extreme progress." Ms. Landor pointed at Cho and Draco.
"Please! Come up." Cho sighed and walked to the front. Draco winked at Crabbe and Goyle as he came to the front. "Now! Pray tell, what have each of you learned about the other?" Cho sighed about to speak, but Draco interrupted.
"Well, whether or not she thought I knew, Cho Chang's mother was a Chinese...ehem...'night worker'. Her father was a wizard that had to make trips to China now and then, and he met her in a—" "Quite enough!" Ms. Landor said. She looked outraged.
Cho was blushing brighter than ever. She was shaking with anger and humiliation. "Now, my dear, please, what have you learned?" Cho tried to talk, but no words came out. "I...I...He..." An evil expression came over Cho's face as she searched for something to say.
"His father's a Death Eater, and he's in Azkaban for—" Draco's mouth fell open and he searched for his wand. "NOW, NOW! Sit down, both of you!" Ms. Landor looked appalled and angrier than she had ever been.
"I meant for you to learn something POSITIVE about the other person. Some people can't help what their parents are or.." She looked at Draco. "What they've done." Ms. Landor walked back to her desk and scratched her head with her wand.
"Please, give me a pair that have done what I asked them to!" she sighed and looked around the room. She pointed to Snape and Lupin. "Ahh...I'm sure you two have learned much about each other!" she smiled slyly. "Nothing I didn't already know!" Snape said, putting his chin on the palm of his hand. "Same here!" Remus growled.
"Will someone tell me something?" she looked around the room, and all the students looked down. "My...well, this is going to be much harder than I thought. If you can't do for in class, then I suppose no one is in need of the exam waiver..." Hands shot in the air.
"Of course! You must BECOME the characters people! You must talk to your partners, get to KNOW them." Harry and Hermione looked at each other at the same time; he felt guilty for ignoring her the day before. -- It was mid-March, and Ms. Landor finally had the students practicing different scenes in front of the class. Much to their dismay, Ms. Landor drilled them constantly for perfection in acting their parts.
"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Chang! Scene III, Act I!" Ms. Landor said, pointing her wand at them. Cho and Draco trudged to the front of the class. Draco scratched his head and cleared his throat.
"My necessaries are embark'd. Farewell. And, and sister, as the winds give benefit and convoy is assistant, do not sleep but let me hear from you." He said, trying to stay in character. "Good! The memory potions are very useful! I am glad you have decided to use them, Mr. Malfoy." Draco smiled evilly. "Ms. Chang." Ms. Landor nodded at her. "Er..Do you doubt that?" she said.
"For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favor, hold it a fashion and a toy in blood, a violet in the youth of primy nature, forward! Not permanent, sweet, not lasting, the perfume and suppliance of a minute—no more!" "No more but so?" she said. "Good!" Ms. Landor said. "Excellent. When this is in full production, I expect just as much feeling! Now, Severus and Remus!" she said, looking towards the back of the room.
By this time, Lupin and Snape had become more acquainted and accepting of the procedures within Ms. Landor's class, but that didn't make them any more enthusiastic about the whole ordeal. They walked to the front of the class. "Scene I, Act V." she said to them. Snape adjusted his robes; Lupin, his tie.
"Is she to be buried in Christian burial when she willfully seeks her own salvation?" Remus said as clown one. "I tell the she is; therefore make her grave straight. The crowner hath sat on her, and finds it Christian burial." Snape said in a monotonous voice.
"Severus! In character! Do we have to do the clown exercise ag—" "No! No..." Snape winced. "How can that be, unless she drown'd herself in her own defense?" Lupin continued. "Why, 'tis found so!" Snape said passionately.
"It must be 'se offendendo'; it cannot be else. For, here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act, and an act hat three braches—it is to act, to do, and to perform. Argal, she drown'd herself wittingly!" Lupin said inquisitively. "Excellent! My best actors yet!" Ms. Landor said. Severus took a bow without smiling towards the class and walked back to his desk.
Lupin shook his head smiling and walked back to his seat. "Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, and Hamlet!" she said, pointing to Ron, Luna, and Harry. Ron and Harry sighed and stood up, Luna wandered to the front in a daze. "Scene II, Act II—lines 220." She said.
It might seem amazing that students of this age could remember such in depth plays, but in fact, a potion had been concocted to help remember the play bit by bit. Snape had created it for himself and had used it before a class session, in which Ms. Landor found out and said: "Well Severus, I hope you brought enough for the whole class!"
"God save you, sir!" Ron said. "My honor'd lord!" Luna said in character—it frightened Ron how different she acted. "My excelled good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good ladsm how do you both?" Harry said, walking towards them with outstretched arms. "As the indifferent children of the earth!" Ron said.
"Happy in that we are not over-happy. ON Fortune's cap we are not the very button." Luna said, her eye brows raising. "Nor the soles of her shoe?" Harry said with a questioning tone. Harry heard Hermione and Ginny giggle behind him. He looked back and they had their thumbs up, smiling.