A/N: Here is another one…
"Alright alright," Godric sighed, "Let's brainstorm. What sort of building should we put a school in?" he asked.
He looked at Helga who had her mouth determinedly shut and her arms tightly crossed. Salazar was pacing the room again and looked deep in thought.
"It's obvious isn't it? The school should be kept in a castle; but how big should it be?"
"It's got to fit at least a thousand students," Godric said, furrowing his brow, "lots of classrooms…"
"How about this," Salazar said as he stopped pacing and stood over Godric's shoulder, "Let's figure out what kind of classes the students should attend, which will figure out how many classrooms and how many teachers we need. Then…then…well, I don't know. We'll just have to throw that quaffle when we get to the hoop. Ok, Godric, write down these classes when I say them," he commanded as if they were going into battle.
"Right," Godric said, leaning over his paper, his quill poised.
"Dark Arts…" he began.
Helga interrupted him, "I don't think we should be teaching the students Dark Arts, Salazar, no matter how obsessed you are with them."
"Why thank you Helga for your input but I got the impression that you weren't helping?"
She didn't answer him, only clamped her mouth tighter.
"I reckon you should listen to her," Godric said, turning around to face Salazar, "We don't want a whole bunch of Dark wizards leaving our school to go and devastate the wizarding world, do we?"
"Of course not, but I merely thought we should equip them with the knowledge that there are Dark curses out there and how to defend themselves…"
Godric interrupted him, "Well then, instead of teaching them the Dark Arts, why don't we teach them Defense against the Dark Arts?" he asked.
Salazar seemed to be considering it, "Alright, that will do. Write it down."
Godric turned back around, "What about transfiguration?" he asked as he wrote down, "Defense against the Dark Arts".
"Yes yes, of course they'll need to know that," Salazar absent-mindedly said, "And what about Care of Magical Creatures? Shouldn't they know about that? I'm sure there'll be at least one student in the lot who owns a Hippogriff, they should know how to care for it."
"Definantly," Godric agreed, writing it down.
"And Potions," Salazar said, "A curriculum cannot be complete without Potions," he said as Godric wrote it down.
"Herbology," came a tight voice from behind them. Helga sounded as if she had tried to force it through her tight lips.
"Yes, Herbology," said Godric, his quill scratching the parchment.
"What about Muggle studies?" Godric asked, once again turning toward Salazar.
"No," he immediately replied, "There is no use in such a profession."
"Just a class, Salazar, not a profession. Shouldn't young wizards and witches be informed about how Muggles get along?" he asked.
"I think they should," Helga said, seeming a bit braver as she stood next to Salazar.
Salazar shook his head, "No no no, not at all. I forbid it."
"And what good will that do? You can't stop us from having a Muggle studies class!" she exclaimed, her short, stocky little self looking very intimidating.
"It's alright, Helga, it was just a thought," Godric said, "What else?"
Salazar continued pacing around Helga who kept glaring at him, "I'm not sure, what else do you think they would need to know?"
"Some sort of history class, maybe?" Godric asked.
"Yes, of course, history of the wizarding world. Write that down," he said, still thinking.
"And they'll need to know about charms," Helga happily said as if she thought Salazar couldn't deny that one.
"That will be taught in Defense Against the Dark Arts," he said off-handedly.
"You don't use charms to defend yourself from Dark spells," she said.
Salazar looked at her, "Of course you don't. Ok, write 'charms' down, Godric.
Godric did so, "Are you sure 'Muggle Studies' is…" he began as Salazar interrupted him.
"Ancient Ruins," Salazar loudly interrupted, "Students should be informed about ancient ruins, and Divination…"
"No," both Helga and Godric said as he finished writing the latter, "It's a waste of time," Godric said as he turned back to Salazar.
"And plus there are many different branches of Divination. There are the centaurs' versions of Divination then there is ours. Not to mention the Sirens."
"Well I don't imagine the centaurs wanting to teach in a school anytime soon and there are only two Sirens left; both are of the male gender which makes me want to assume there won't be any offspring."
"I don't think we should have Divination," Godric said with a sort of finality to his voice.
When Godric looked up at Salazar he was frightened beyond all of his wits; there was nothing but coldness in his expression.
