Teach 247.

[onlyanapple]

[Congratulations Muggle Studies students. You have Professor A.J Crowley to teach you the finer things about the world of muggles. He has his journal open on his desk, into which he dictates into as he wheels into the classroom an old TV and an even older VCR. Sorry he's from 1990, what do you expect?]

You've got exactly three seconds to get through the doors for my class before I send something nasty after you. Just a fair warning, kids!

[That done, and his journal still open, he turns on the TV, static crackling away, 'snow' all over the screen]

Today you're going to learn the ancient muggle art of programming a VCR. You need to get the TV onto a channel, get a blank cassette into the VCR, program it to the channel you want and record five minutes of that specific program. Student who does it fastest gets ten points ot their house or something. I don't care.

[He sits on his chair, putting his feet up on his desk and pulling out a hipflask]

You kids get right on that while I sit here and drink my...butterbeer and grade your efforts.

Comments

[princelyspirit]

No offense, but most Muggles haven't actually programmed a VCR in years! It's kind of obsolete stuff, you know?

[So maybe they can move on to something less miserable? Yes? No? Pleeeease let them move on to something less miserable. She'd rather write a hundred inch scroll on the inner workings of a ball point pen than do this]

[onlyanapple]

[He'll lower his sunglasses, yellow eyes peering out at her from behind them]

Are you questioning my teaching methods?

[princelyspirit]

[Now that makes her straighten up! Clearly, she made a wrong move]

No, no, of course not! I was just...wondering if we're ever going to use this, is all.

[onlyanapple]

You might just use it out there. You need to start small, work your way up to the fancy things.

[princelyspirit]

[This isn't starting small! she wants to say. And besides, she doubts she needs any special training to get through the Muggle world, thankyouverymuch! But, there's no changing this guy's mind, is there? She grumbles under her breath and, blowing a loose strand of hair out of her face, pulls out her book.]

Starting small right now, sir.

[Besides, if the purebloods in this class can get it right, she can, too. She just... needs a brief refresher, first]

[onlyanapple]

[Is so. Crowley sits back]

Take your time.