Post by Tamis Raynor on Jul 19, 2006 13:45:21 GMT -5
It was a slight irritation, nothing more. Nothing at all to be getting the evil eye from the nurse over. And therefore, she chose not to see those deliberate looks, that warning glance. She kept her gaze on the class and only the class. Though, the corners of her eyes strained, an indiscreet sign of annoyance.
"The Ravenclaws and Slytherins have it again. Seven points to each your houses. But five to Hufflepuff for the effort made. Everything is opinion. You may see one intention differently than another might. And therefore, with the exception of a few topics, we cannot truly label anything as the Dark Arts. In the eyes of Dark Wizards, they believe their actions of justified and right. That they are doing good. In our eyes, they hurt innocents for sadistic reasoning. It clashes and disrupts how our society runs. And that is how we can label them as Dark Wizards."
The smirk was back again, "And no Miss Paul, it does not make any sense, and that is the point of this lesson. Now, I don't want all of you to owl your parents telling them I said the Dark Arts is okay and that there is no such thing as the Dark Arts, for that is not what I am saying. But before you start this class, I want you to understand how we classify things as such. How such a classification can be vague and sometimes be more effected by general opinion than by the definition that I gave you moments ago. For there are wizards out there who want nothing more than to harm others for the pleasure of it, and that is what you will be learning to defend yourself against."
Those increasing glances from the nurse were becoming increasingly ignored. It was easier to do such when amused. No doubt she had just popped many eleven year old brain cells with such a expressive explanation. But first years had handled it in the past and so could they.
"Questions?"
"The Ravenclaws and Slytherins have it again. Seven points to each your houses. But five to Hufflepuff for the effort made. Everything is opinion. You may see one intention differently than another might. And therefore, with the exception of a few topics, we cannot truly label anything as the Dark Arts. In the eyes of Dark Wizards, they believe their actions of justified and right. That they are doing good. In our eyes, they hurt innocents for sadistic reasoning. It clashes and disrupts how our society runs. And that is how we can label them as Dark Wizards."
The smirk was back again, "And no Miss Paul, it does not make any sense, and that is the point of this lesson. Now, I don't want all of you to owl your parents telling them I said the Dark Arts is okay and that there is no such thing as the Dark Arts, for that is not what I am saying. But before you start this class, I want you to understand how we classify things as such. How such a classification can be vague and sometimes be more effected by general opinion than by the definition that I gave you moments ago. For there are wizards out there who want nothing more than to harm others for the pleasure of it, and that is what you will be learning to defend yourself against."
Those increasing glances from the nurse were becoming increasingly ignored. It was easier to do such when amused. No doubt she had just popped many eleven year old brain cells with such a expressive explanation. But first years had handled it in the past and so could they.
"Questions?"