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.

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forever!

[onlyanapple]

[He pauses in his drinking, not looking at her]

I'm sure we had a deadline.

[i_got_this]

Yeah and I'm sure I made it. [You'd like to think so, Sheridan]

[onlyanapple]

Maybe if you managed to achieve time travel.

[i_got_this]

Workin' on it. [Plopping herself in a seat and relaxing.]

[onlyanapple]

You never know, maybe one day.

[i_got_this]

Maybe one day. Now are you gonna teach us something or what?

[onlyanapple]

I just did. Congrats, you've learned a valuable lesson.

[i_got_this]

[She just stares at him, then moves to grab her books and stand.]

Wondering why I even bothered coming in.

[onlyanapple]

Because if you didn't, I'm vindictive enough to tell your head of house that you're cutting class.

[i_got_this]

[She looks at him, jaw dropped, and then drops her stuff on the table and slumps back into the chair with the most frustrated, long-suffering sigh.]

God, fine. [She crosses her arms on the desk and nests her chin in them, determined to sulk for the rest of class.

[onlyanapple]

There you go, now was that so difficult?

[i_got_this]

[Flicking a glance up at him, muffled a little since she's not moving.]

Yeah.

[onlyanapple]

It's not going to kill you, you know.

[i_got_this]

It might.

[onlyanapple]

Well, if that's the case that's what the clinic and nurse House are for.

[i_got_this]

Please, if that's my only other option then let me die!

[onlyanapple]

I'm sure nurse House would be very hurt to hear that.

[i_got_this]

So? I don't care.

[onlyanapple]

I'm sure you'd care if he refused to heal you.

[i_got_this]

He can't do that, though! [She looks up at Crowley with wide eyes.] Can he?

[onlyanapple]

Maybe if you caught him in a really bad mood.

...Which is most of the time.

[i_got_this]

[Okay now she just looks horrified.]

[onlyanapple]

Welcome to the dark aspects of life, kid.