Professor of Potions Office
"Anything that can make your studying process fun," the Professor answered. "But drowned in a self-reward isn't good either. Make the process fun without forgetting the goal," he said firmly. "Doing too much to the extreme left or right isn't good. After all, we must have moderation in all things."
He listened to the student again, trying to understand her situation. He shook his head to answer her question about whether he could get the feeling. Humans have different kind stress or things that can trigger it. Everyone has their own stress, something that is unique for each person. This was one of the things that makes humans special. "But I acknowledge how you perceived your stress," he added after his gesture.
He squinted his eyes a bit, hearing her question about the cure of her problem. A deep sigh came out from the Professor. "If you are looking for a potion or any healing magic..." Lesmana paused, "They only fix the symptoms. It would be useless if you still can't accept that imperfections and mistakes are part of our lives, if you still can't tolerate a tiny mistake that could happen in your life. So, reflect on yourself first. Always remember to be kind to yourself. Try to accept that imperfections and mistakes can happen in our lives, and they are there to level us up," he said. With that, he was hopeful that the student could figure it out herself. Only she could win her own war.
The question was shifted to snacks. Another soft chuckle released from his lips. "Take as much as you want. You can save them later for your study. Don't hesitate to take more, I still have many stocks of them here," he smiled.
@Cassie Jiang
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Professor of Potions Office
Cassie nods as the professor suggests that too much awards is just as awful as too less of them. This is certainly true, not only for awards but also for nearly everything in our lives-- never go to extremes.
Hearing the professor sigh, Cassie gets nervous for an instance. Using the term 'cure', she meant both physical and mental, including both potions and a method to overcome it, like some way of distracting herself when she is a bit mad at her report card. Deep in her heart, she can't deny being a little bit disappointed when she knows there is no direct potion to stop this. But she is clear indeed that such things might only be overcame by herself.
'I understand. Maybe I will find a 'cure' myself.' she emphasizes the word cure. 'Not potions, but perhaps a way to overcome this problem. This might need some time, but I suppose I will succeed some day!' she grins.
She giggles too when she is allowed to take some sweets. She takes a few from the top of the jar and tucks it carefully in her robe's pocket. 'Thanks professor!'
She feels her small watch in her pocket when she is putting the sweets inside. She takes it out and looks at the time, for she has a feeling that a long period of time must have passed. She is right, twenty minutes later, her Divination lesson will began. 'Professor Lesmana, my next lesson is about to begin twenty minutes later. So I might have to leave now. Thank you so much for today's chat. Can I visit your office later for some more chats and stuff?'
@Lesmana Asmaralaya
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Professor of Potions Office
"You will succeed in overcoming your problem," he said. The Professor could only give her a softer smile. Whatever would happen in her future, he hoped that the student, Cassie Jiang, could handle it in the future. He anticipated how the student would become.
Never in his life to feel happy after seeing a student taking the snacks from his desk. He was happy, it wasn't only him who ate the snack because that was what happened during his tenure working in the school. Almost no one wanted to visit him. He sometimes questioned himself if it was because of his appearance, personality, or simply because his office was in the dungeon with no sunlight. His happiness brought his mind to plan whether he should add more kinds of snacks in the next restocking.
The girl said that she would have the next class, Divination. Interesting. He came from Tenūsa, which is located on the Isle of Divination. He wondered how the Divination in Hogwarts would be taught, until he realised that Professor Nenovsky was his senior from Tenūsa. Perhaps she taught the students with the same method as they had been taught in their alma mater. He should visit and ask her sometimes.
"Sure. You can come back anytime," Lesmana nodded.
He sent the student out the door and added, "Good luck with your study," before closing the door. The Professor came back to his desk. He pulled back the pile of tasks he should finish.
@Cassie Jiang
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Professor of Potions Office
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Sta: 7 | Eva: 7 | Str: 6 | Wis: 4 | Arc: 5 | Acc: 6 |
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Professor of Potions Office
Class was over. After checking the classroom and making sure everything had been restored to its usual state, just as it had been before the students filled it with explosions and other chaos during the practical session, he returned to his office. The first thing he did was put some documents in the cabinet. Then he approached the drawer to check his snack stocks. He saw that he didn't need to restock this week.
This activity was stopped once he heard a knock on the office door. He stood up and looked in the direction of the door. It was open. Behind it, standing a Ravenclaw student, judging by her robe. She was one of the students in the previous class. The Professor raised his brow, judging the stance of the student.
He listened to the student. She was asking about the class that day. Honestly speaking, he couldn't remember what she was asking about. He found some imperfect potions, though there were many of them that could make the potions perfectly in their team of four. "Miss Wong," he said calmly, hiding his qualm about whether he remembered her name right. "What about we take a seat first?" he made a hand gesture for the girl to sit on the provided chair.
The Professor sat in the chair behind his desk. He observed the student before asking further. "I need you to elaborate more about the potion you are asking about. What potion was it? And what did you do? At what step did you find the changes that shouldn't appear in the instruction? If you can give me more details, I can help you figure it out."
He saw the nervousness from the student and quickly added, "Ah, feel free to take the snacks while we are discussing this problem." He opened the snack jars so the student could have easier access to them.
@Lauren Wong
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Professor of Potions Office
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@Lesmana Asmaralaya
Olivia sighed as Professor Lesmama called her into his office. It was the last lesson of the day and she was looking forward to heading off to the common room to relax and unwind from the long day of lessons by having some fun with her friends. She didn't understand why he was calling her into his office, she had messed around before and he had often just given her a warning or let it slide. She wasn't used to having to deal with consequences her status in the muggle world often proved helpful. In addition to that Olivia never slacked off with the work Professor Lesmana had set and always ensured she paid attention when he taught.
Today was like any other day she had completed the potion perfectly and well before the majority of the other students. She had no work to catch up on was getting bored. She had made her way to the equipment shelf and grabbed a few Dasiyroots, Peppermint and Lavender. These seemed harmless especially since they could also be found in the muggle world.
On her way back from the equipment shelf, she decided to slip some into other students potions or motors when they were not looking making their cauldron bubble creating confusion which was rather amusing. She was sure Professor Lesmama had not seen her and confidently took a seat back at her workstation. She talked with those next to her helping them out if needed before deciding to be a little risky and see if she could throw the left over ingredients into her friends cauldrons who were sat a little further away from her. She wasn't even sure if that was the reason she had been called into his office his tone never gave it away.
As she entered the office she was welcomed by the harmonising smell of mixed herbs and a neat well presented room which was a little smaller than she expected. There was a huge window on the side letting you see into the great lake, which she would have loved to look out off for hours on end under any other circumstance. She really didnt want to be here especially if she was in trouble, who would in that senario? She looked around trying to gain a better understanding of who Professor Lesmana really was. There was a placard placed on his desk with unfamilar writing followed by his name in English, this peaked her intrest a little. No one would ever believe that this was her first time in here.
Professor of Potions Office
Lesmana's younger self wouldn't expect that teaching would be his passion. The younger man would lock himself in a workshop for hours and only came out to bring the potions to the clinic and to practice his martial arts. But here he was, sitting in his office, with the desk full of parchments and educational documents, whether for his own study, the material for his students, or the assignments in many forms of neatness.
Today's class actually started normally. Everything went smoothly and soundly until the practical part of the class.
Lesmana knew too well that each student had different capabilities in learning potions. Those who had a meticulous mind often found the subject rather easy, while others found it stressful. Potions was all about understanding each brew: from the materials, the steps, and the effects. Wizards and witches were also challenged by their attention to the details to ensure their brewing was the one they intended. And in the case of the students, those who had keen eyes for precision often finished their work more quickly than their peers. Some would help their peers, while others would commit questionable acts.
And the girl who had just entered did the latter.
"Have a seat, Miss Cuthburt," Lesmana said, giving the Hufflepuff student permission to sit. He moved some documents from the table to the floor, making both sides could see each ther clearer. "I believe you know why I called you here after class. This concerns your actions during the practical session."
Lesmana waited for the student to speak for herself.
@Olivia Cuthburt
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Professor of Potions Office
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@Lesmana Asmaralaya
Olivia sighed, how had she been caught? She was sure Professor Lesmana was too busy helping other students to even realise she was up to no good. Besides the students worried and schocked reactions should have been enough of a distarction to allow her to simply do as she pleased like a ghost. In addition to that she was also known to be quite sneaky and light on her feet, so for anyone to even spot her during times like that would be commendable to say the least as one would often need a keen eye.
She took a seat not knowing what to expect, she glanced at the papers he had moved out the way, he must be a very busy man, being a professor seemed quite tiresome. However, Olivia had never seen Professor Lesmana mad or frustrated and was hoping to never see him in such a state. She slowly nodded her head at the professor's words, "I think so," she answered. "But whats the big deal it was just a bit of fun," she defended, "I didn't harm anyone or ruin your classroom," she added innocently.
She tried to analyse the professor to figure out how he had truly felt about it, but to no use. She had never once missed a potions lesson as of yet nor had she ever gotten a bad grade. Olivia smiled a little smugly she couldn't be in much trouble this was probably another warning made to look a little more serious she reasoned with herself making her relax a little into the chair. "What language is that anyway?" she asked gesturing towards the Placard on his desk, hoping to ease the tension if she was in trouble.
Professor of Potions Office
The Professor was loud in silence. No other voices were in the room. Even the aquatic creature seemed to join the stillness. The words left hanging in the air opened space for the student to rethink what she had said.
Olivia Cuthburt was a good student. Her work had never disappointed him. The Professor didn't mind mischief. He had his own mischievous era in the past. However, the act witnessed in today's class was serious.
The Professor studied every movement of the student, even for a single slight movement. Judging by her expression, it seemed she didn't take the chance to reflect.
The topic shifted.
His eyes made a slight movement to the placard. "That is Javanese. The placard was made in the town where I was born, Yogyakarta, Indonesia," he said, running his fingers along the placard from one end to the other.
Then the fingers folded back on the table. His gaze shot to the student's eyes, sharp but not hostile, heavy yet leaving room to breathe. "Miss Cuthburt," the Professor intoned. "Tell me, what are the rules of the Potions class?" Silence, once again, settled over the room as he waited for her answer.
He said nothing more, simply waiting.
@Olivia Cuthburt
Thank you for your patience.
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Professor of Potions Office
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@Lesmana Asmaralaya
Olivia sensed that Professor Lesmana was not impressed by her response, she knew it, she was about to be lectured or simply told off, this was not a warning this was different. She mentally prepared herself as she had a good feeling that she may be in his office for a while. She honestly didn't see the big deal, especially since she hadn't used any ingredients that were found in the magical world. What harm would common muggle ingredients even do? she thought.
Thankfully to Olivia's suprise Professor Lesmana did not ignore her question about the placard. Any other professor would have brushed it off as it was off topic. One could say Professor Lesmana was pretty chill and maybe even one of the coolest professors in Hogwarts.
She had never heard of the Javanese language before. She was about to ask for more information on the topic and maybe even gain some knowledge about his past, but the mere idea of that was cut short as Professor Lesmana's posture changed slightly and his gaze sharply shot to her eyes catching her a little off gurad.
She sighed as she leaned back in the chair, "Really professor, everyone knows the rules," she huffed before she began listing, "Make sure your equipment is clean," she began, "Never drink an incomplete or partially complete potion," she added, "All potions should be respected, from the start till its finalised form," she finished lazily.
She had not broken any of them, she had respected her potion, ensured her area was always clean and never once dared to even drink the potions. She wasn't about to put herself in harms way, not ever. "I didn't break any of those rules," she protested.