Who: Natalie di Piero, people interested in signing up What: Dueling Club!!! When: Before breakfast (so students entering for breakfast or exiting after can sign up) Where: Great Hall
With the Daily Prophet clutched tightly in one hand, Professor di Piero walked purposefully up to the doors of the Great Hall and spell-o-taped a poster bigger than her torso to the wall beside the door. The sign was black and white, and only had words and lines on it, but it got its point across.
DUELING CLUB Learn to defend against future attacks and hone your dueling skills All interested students can meet Professor di Piero Thursday afternoon 4 PM in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom __________ __________ __________
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*note: FOR THE SAFETY OF THEMSELVES AND THEIR PEERS, STUDENTS IN FIFTH YEAR AND BELOW MUST RECEIVE PERMISSION TO JOIN
Things were escalating faster than she'd ever expected them to, and she quite honestly agreed with the students who had once complained about the emphasis on defense instead of offense in the school's curriculum. She'd fought with herself before requesting to restart the program, aware that many of the potential dangers of preparing the students for a fighting mentality, not to mention allowing them to turn wands on each other. She still had much to discuss with the Headmaster in order to ensure that such a club could be safe and responsible. She might even need to get interested students to owl back permission slips to their parents and guardians.
Nevertheless, she could already tell that tensions even among students were high. She had no idea of what they might be planning amongst themselves, but whatever it was, it was better for them to have a supervised outlet to do it in, instead of by themselves. She shuddered to think of what awful things might befall a group of students randomly attacking each other to learn how to duel.
Dusting off her hands with a sense of grim accomplishment, Professor di Piero continued into the Great Hall. The students would be arriving soon, and she had some spiked coffee waiting to go with her daily dose of real life horror stories this morning.
[OOC: feel free to post reaction comments if you want your students to be a part of the club. this is my personal way of knowing who's in it, so PLEASE comment, even if its short...it's too hard to keep track of it otherwise :3]