More TRUE History (Open)

Ralph had finished preparing for his class. He had some surprises in store for some lucky kids once again. He had to wait on them of course. The holidays were probably nice, and it would feel good to give a jarring transition to his students. The best thing about these long break is that Ralph has the time to contemplate on how he should go about alienating the gullible and innocent souls that are most of his students. "Get in here you little sheep." Ralph said to himself in anticipation. "I know a wolf who is getting hungry."

James entered class and rolled his eyes at the sight of Ralph. Class was entertaining, yes, but he definitely wasn't learning anything from it other than how to exploit free time. He took a seat and rested his head on the desk.

Arriving to class, Cherry waved at Ralph and sat down. It was honestly nice to not dislike Ralph as much as she used to, but it wasn't like anyone would believe her stories about Ralph not always being a major troll. She found a seat more towards the back of the class and got out a novel to read as she waited.

Nemesis entered the classroom to see two other students in it. A laugh came out of the fourteen-year-old, "I don't get why people even decide to come to class early." she said looking at them. Then glancing at the teacher who she heard stories about and let out a small laugh. "Surprised they still let you teach."

Rhesus entered the History of Magic classroom with a smile on his face. He knew that it would be the perfect way to question some teachers tactics. There were plenty of stories about the professor and it would be his job to make sure the guy's life was a living hell despite him being the type who supported violence. Three other students were in the class and Rhesus let out a small smile as he saw one of them was James Potter, who was resting his head on the desk. A smile escaped his face, but the Slytherin wanted to find some fun on his own terms, and within seconds he took a seat and put his feet up on the desk.

Dru strolled into the classroom taking a quick glance before letting out a sly smirk. He enjoyed learning about history and had really good grades for a reason despite spending his free-time partying. The Slytherin saw Rhesus sitting at a desk with his feet propped up on the desk and the boy began walking over to him. Once he arrived Dru let out a small smirk. "Weren't you taught the right way to sit in class my dear Rhesus?" joked Dru taking a seat by him.

"Hey, Ralph, if you haven't heard already," began Cernunnos as he entered class, "Narks is in the hospital, so you're unable to mock him in his presence. You can still mock him behind his back though." He wondered what exactly Ralph and his friend were planning for class that day.

Blake heard stories about Ralph Nemis and some of them made him laugh. Despite not being the type of kid who became friends with his professors due to him finding no use. Entering the classroom, he saw other students already in the class, and he let out a laugh as he looked at the professor who was up front. He strolled over to his seat and quickly sat down crossing his arms. In front of him, he saw Rhesus Carrow with his feet on the table, which caused Blake to roll his eyes. "Were not half-way through the new year and you're already being lazy. No wonder people don't want to give you the time and day." laughed Blake not really caring if he offended Rhesus in any way.

Azazel sighed and walked into History of Magic Classroom. All these classes were really cutting into his sleep. Noticing James he went and sat beside him yawning a little bit. The boy pulled up a hood and crossed his arms and rested his head on them. "Hey." He said sleepily to his love.

Discordia entered the classroom hearing a ton of stories about the teacher and the way he happened to teach. She usually skipped history class, so she wouldn't have known firsthand if she had to be honest. She had decided to might as well attend this time to see the nonsense herself. Seeing her brother, she stood by him. "Carrow, I see you still haven't learned etiquette."

Cherry glanced over in Nemesis' direction and responded, 'It's almost as if there is, I don't know, maybe one or two people in this school who actually want to learn." She honestly hoped that Nemesis would improve herself as a person eventually as she heard way too many stories from Narkissos alongside stuff she had witnessed herself.

Apollo sighed as he walked into his next class History of Magic. He really did not want to go however he was a little nervous as the professor scared him a little. He took a seat and bit his lip a little as he waited for the class to start. Really he did not want to be there but he had decided that he should go to class.

Rhesus was enjoying his leisure relaxation, and smiled at his friend. “My father taught me enough Dru! Then again I should question who you associate with?” said Rhesus with a small grin. “Plus why should I pay attention to this dumbass who calls himself a professor?” he said loud enough, hoping people would hear. Then within minutes he saw Dru’s sister show up and laughed at her question. “Now is that a way to greet someone Discordia?” laughed the Slytherin ignoring her question.

"Hey," James greeted back surprised that Azazel had actually come to class. "What brought you to class today?" he asked.

Ralph was sitting at his desk as students came in, he dozed off at just how dull this class was. All of the snakes and birds over everything else was certainly distracting. Slytherins made up the majority of his class, and edgy teenagers were only amusing for so long. The overdose must've put him to sleep. He stretched and stood up. His job was to keep them interested, but if he has to resort to memes to get through the class, that will be disappointing. The shrewd and edgy ones are always the most amusing to tease. Then there was that one Gryffindor he heard start, that was fine though. They were easy to mess with. "Rhesus, inside voices please. I understand you're trying to practice your Saturday villain monologue voice," Ralph brought some needed attention to Rhesus's obvious bait. "Could you just save becoming a villain for after you graduate? I also hated waiting to graduate. Okay, participation grade for the day, raise you hand if you legit enjoy school." Ralph was genuinely curious what reaction this would spark, so he watched his class intently.

Seeing Apollo, Cherry looked at him and smiled. "Hey, love," she greeted softly glad there was at least someone tolerable in this class. She let out a small laugh hearing Ralph taunt Rhesus. "Saturday morning villain monologue? That's a new one." Cherry turned over to Ralph after hearing his question and slowly raised her hand. "For the most part... Most of the people here are assholes."

Joey rolled his eyes and continued his drawing. Of all things, he enjoyed this class mostly because he had free time to draw. He wasn't too much of a target, of course he was still subject to the teacher's insufferable folly, but that was also an intriguing thing about this class. Almost an art in itself, this teacher manages to find some new way to mess with people, altering his tactics to match the situation. There is art in everything, one just has to cease it and innovate. This class was no an exception to that rule, but Joey wouldn't bother unless he became particularly hooked.

Ezra was already late to class as he began walking to History of Magic. Entering the classroom, the Hufflepuff let out a sigh."I'm sorry if I am late. I guess I just overslept." sighed Ezra. Who went to a desk and rested his head on the desk.

Ralph had waited on his students briefly before answering to anything. It seemed that no one was raising their hands besides Cherry. Perfect! He looked at Erza and readily explained the situation. "Don't worry Erza, you missed everyone doing nothing." Ralph then turned his attention to Cherry. "You don't have to tell me that everyone in here is an asshole, I could tell just by looking at some of them if I had to. Anyway, you passed the participation grade Cherry." Ralph walked in front of his desk with a smile. "It's called a participation grade for a reason, and because you didn't raise your hands, you technically did not participate. Congratulations everybody!" Ralph clapped and Nemis launched himself out of Ralph's desk in a larger form the towered over the class. "You failed!" The shadow shouted. Ralph turned back to Erza to clarify to him. "Since you showed up late, I'll need to think of something for you. For now, take a seat."

"Why wouldn't it be?" Discordia wondered as she crossed her arm. "Besides, I'd think you'd be more trained in etiquette than Cernu..." She rolled her eyes before looking over at Ralph. "You gave us so little time. You do realize nobody in this school ever pays attention?"