Lesson 2 ~ Monster's Circle

[Prof Napoleon (Poltergeist)]

Napoleon floated around his classroom, waiting for no one to turn up. While he waited, he pondered;
What was it like to fall, knowing you can't fly??
What was it like to live a breath, without a nagging in the pit of your stomach, telling you to create mayhem?
Why had no one signed up to such an interesting class??

As Napoleon asked himself questions he knew he'd never know, he floated around the classroom, not noknowing what he was doing. He had written something on the board, but as no one was goin to turn up, he wondered why he had written it at all.
It read:

Today my class, of few men,
we will learn of a wonderous thing.
i will take you to monster's circle,
we will arrive there by wing.

Monsters circle is like stonehedge,
but ours has more magic.
Cling to your Hippogriff.
A Fall would be tragic.

[Claudia Steele]

Her first class? It looked rather easy, not the most fun class she had attended or so she thought but it was a start and a good way to look good and make her house proud right? Yep and so here she moved to the classroom, her body settling into a natural sway that set her robes to moved with an enticing flutter about her slender frame.

The room was more or less like any other classroom she had attended back home. Boring but she would do what she must to gain her classmates friendship or just like. The moment she entered into the classroom light eyes drifted to the teacher, she froze but proudly Claude regained her bearings and nodded to the Professor. This she had not anticipated. In a voice of velvet sweet she gifted him with a contagious smile that dazzled from ear to ear and made her look for to angelic.

“Hello Professor Napoleon.” Claudia picked her seat, set her books to the side and adjusted herself so that he could gain her full attention. Oh she was good at playing this game and would do her best to excel in all her classes.

[Prof Napoleon (Poltergeist)]

Napoleon turned his head in dis-belief.
'Why, your a student. What are you doing in my classroom? Why are you not reading books, or playing gobstones? This is my classroom. My classroom. Noone every comes into my classroom.'
In so much shock at a student actually being in his classroom, he took the belief that she was a frigment of his imagination, and resumed his floating.
'Frigments dont speak' he said, not sure who to.

[Claudia Steele]

Claudia took a moment to look at him, to watch him for a long while. He had gone insane. Could ghosts go insane? Did they have the brain patterns to…Large light blue eyes widened a little more at his bout ranting to himself and she was now very certain he had become insane. The poor professor must be a little… Her heart thrummed against her chest and soon she took a breath and calm herself. But then he had to call her a figment of his imagination.

“Professor. I most certainly are not a figment of your imagination.” She did not even think they had imaginations but… Thick lashes of light brown fluttered a little at the thought. Then casually as if sweetly adjusting her mind did she let her lips soften. A voice as pure as honey spilled from between dark peach lips. “Professor, I would enjoy a… Lesson on ruins. I find them rather fascination.” It was a lie but she kept her angelic face passive not giving any hint of her thoughts.

Why not be nice. Maybe it was a good idea to gain as much… Loyalty as one could. It was far easier to get what one wanted with… People or ghosts behind her.

[Prof Napoleon (Poltergeist)]

"Professor. I most certainly are not a figment of your imagination."
Still floating around the classroom, not looking at her, he said,
'Well, if i were a frigment of imagination, then i would say that, and as your part of my imagination, and i created you and create what you say, then you would say that, wouldn't you?'
It made sense, he thought to himself. But if this was imagination, then why create it at all. Creating annoying 3rd years in his mind didn't at all sound like something that he would do.

“Professor, I would enjoy a… Lesson on ruins. I find them rather fascination.”
This helped Napoleon come to a dicision about the reality of the girl.
'Lesson number one about inter-species magic, young lady, is that you cannot use your dark powers on a Poltergeist.' He said, stopping his floating and looking her in the eye. 'There is too much mischief in a Poltergeist to be influenced by such evil. Kindly sit, and wait for me to decide what to do'

[Claudia Steele]

Ok… Now she looked at him with new interest. Normally she got what she wanted, never really had to wait for anything and this. Her thoughts shatters as she watched him float. Her first impulse was to tell him she must not be a very good teacher but that had fell as it had came into her mind. No it would never do her any good to do or say anything that would put her in a darker light. As always she thought of ways this would benefit her, always the opportunist. Liquid blue eyes took in everything she could about him. He saw far more then was needed and he found things to be… Evil. Yet he is a professor and in a rather boring profession of ruins. He must be a very deranged poltergeist indeed. Later she will learn as much as she cold about the race. I fit was a race for that matter.

Regally she tipped her chin up to assess all area’s of the matter at hand while he thought of ways to… or what to do. Lips parted. Charm would not gain his favor. This matter at hand would be thought over slowly to see what would happen and if anything at all. For not she was content to wait and watch him.

[Prof Napoleon (Poltergeist)]

His mind came to an arrangement without much thought. It was basic, but would work.
'We will now be going to Monster's Circle, to learn of it's Animalistic Necromancy Qualities. That means reawakening the bodies of dead animals. Some have used this power for good, and some for evil'
He floated over to the blackboard and wrote the words;
'Gone on trip. If you wish to come jump out the window'

He suddenly flew at her at break neck speed, picked her up and flew with her out the window. After travelling about 100 feet, he threw up into the air above him. There was a swooping of wings and next moment Napoleon was flying alongside a Hippogriff-riding Claudia.