Post by Rigoletto Dragon on Apr 4, 2017 12:24:17 GMT -5
Rigoletto watched as the last student left for the day before moving to gather the home work he would grade later tonight, the day was still nice and had a warm yet not overly unpleasant. Rigoletto thought he had got threw to some students, others not as much some appeared to think of this more than a bird's course that they did not have to do anything and they could pass or their parents had money and expected to pass because they merely did not like the class. Of course Rigoletto was not one to bend to such ways, it came to you passed or you did not by what you knew, he might give some exceptions if something happened like a student got really sick, a family member got sick or died yet he would not go so far as to pass someone just because their parents had money.
Rigoletto moved to place all the papers gathered into a box he could lock, before using a spell to shrink the box with the papers making it easier to carry, once he got to his rooms or office he could revers the spell and turn the box and papers back to normal. Rigoletto placed the box on the inside of his robes into a pocket for safe keeping, the pocket had a spell on it that would not allow anything to fallout and could only be gotten out if someone reached into to the pocket. Rigoletto moved to leave the green house closing the door and locking it behind him before heading to go into Hogwarts.
The main doors opened for him on their own before closing quietly behind him, as he moved along their was only the faint sound of his steeps and the movement his robes made against each other, him or the ground. Rigoletto was glad the day was over, he looked forward to the next class lesson and hopped that each one would only get more students interested in the plants and herbs, even if in the end their might be one or two that still had no interested. Rigoletto moved to start to climb the stair case that had a mind of its own at times and would change directions on you at times. Rigoletto only saw a few other professors that he greeted on his way, most the students he passed where heading out for the day to enjoy the day why they still could.
Rigoletto was wearing his professor robes, they were a dark green, his shirt was a baby blue, his boots where black dragon hid scaled hid leather. His cloak was also dark green with a gold vine with leafs. That would have grown along the cloak, until Rigoletto cast as spell to reset the vine to growing. So far the vine had turned into many vines, that where slowly moving over the cloak to cure, weave around under or over each other on its path before moving on, this left each joining of vines to make most the time different patterns much like how the pattern ended on his back.
Rigoletto moved to place all the papers gathered into a box he could lock, before using a spell to shrink the box with the papers making it easier to carry, once he got to his rooms or office he could revers the spell and turn the box and papers back to normal. Rigoletto placed the box on the inside of his robes into a pocket for safe keeping, the pocket had a spell on it that would not allow anything to fallout and could only be gotten out if someone reached into to the pocket. Rigoletto moved to leave the green house closing the door and locking it behind him before heading to go into Hogwarts.
The main doors opened for him on their own before closing quietly behind him, as he moved along their was only the faint sound of his steeps and the movement his robes made against each other, him or the ground. Rigoletto was glad the day was over, he looked forward to the next class lesson and hopped that each one would only get more students interested in the plants and herbs, even if in the end their might be one or two that still had no interested. Rigoletto moved to start to climb the stair case that had a mind of its own at times and would change directions on you at times. Rigoletto only saw a few other professors that he greeted on his way, most the students he passed where heading out for the day to enjoy the day why they still could.
Rigoletto was wearing his professor robes, they were a dark green, his shirt was a baby blue, his boots where black dragon hid scaled hid leather. His cloak was also dark green with a gold vine with leafs. That would have grown along the cloak, until Rigoletto cast as spell to reset the vine to growing. So far the vine had turned into many vines, that where slowly moving over the cloak to cure, weave around under or over each other on its path before moving on, this left each joining of vines to make most the time different patterns much like how the pattern ended on his back.