Post by kiryakov on Apr 13, 2006 18:41:54 GMT -5
Ah, her fifth-year students. This was something that Elisaveta had been looking forward to, because she was going to teach a real lesson, rather than just have an introduction as she was with her younger years. Merlin knew they were already behind on their OWL work, so there was no reason for them to fall even further back.
The young professor had written her name on the blackboard in an elegant, if somewhat hard to read, script. She sat in her desk chair with arms folded in her lap, smiling at the three-dimensional display of the Milky Way galaxy that was swirling above her desk. A nifty bit of charmwork, that--she had to remember to thank Anton for teaching her the spell, because it was bound to enhance her classes.
The young professor had written her name on the blackboard in an elegant, if somewhat hard to read, script. She sat in her desk chair with arms folded in her lap, smiling at the three-dimensional display of the Milky Way galaxy that was swirling above her desk. A nifty bit of charmwork, that--she had to remember to thank Anton for teaching her the spell, because it was bound to enhance her classes.