A Hysterical, (er) Historical Class (Open to Hogwarts)

Ralph picked up a pencil and began twirling it. He wanted to try something today, so he pondered. Class was to start soon, and the students would be coming in any minute. He decided that now was a good day to test something new. The professor went to his seat and kicked back on his desk. He picked up a paper and began reading, at least until students started coming in. He looked at a newspaper seeing some of the political madness in the rest of the world. Quite a funny joke... He put it down and picked up a dart. He threw it at a dart board to the side of his desk. He did this as the students came in.

Cernunnos entered class texting away. He was honestly not paying attention to where he was going; he didn't care too much about it at that point anyway as it was nearing the end of the school year. After all, Cernunnos didn't have to worry about taking any standardized test anyway. Looking up, he noticed that he came to Ralph's class. "Narks is back if you're wondering. You seem to enjoy taunting him."

Stumbling a bit on his walking stick, Narkissos walked into he classroom with one arm crossed. "Cernu, I don't know if you realized, but just because I got crucio'd doesn't mean I lost the sense of hearing," he stated rolling his eyes before taking a seat. "If you could be so polite, Ralph, it'd certainly be appreciated if your insults were a tad toned down. I actually have a valid reason to want that."

Cherry had reached the point of basically being almost over school. It didn't help that she never really gave herself much time to just relax when it came to her classwork. She entered class and waved at Ralph wondering what tricks he and Nemis had up their sleeves for this class.