Cuprean Arithmancy -Years 3 to 7-

[Grace Taelin]

professor Taelin

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Ever so slightly late as usual Grace Taelin swept down stairs and walked quickly along coridors, his shoe laces threatening to trip him with every step. His arms were so full with a collection of different scrolls and parchments. He could have levitated them, or perhaps even just used the internal floo network. But he didn't. He like the muggle part of it all. Running through corridors, late for class like many of the students. There was just some thing about it. Rounding a final corner just before the classroom door his laces cought up with him and he tripped, falling heavily onot his knees. Without missing a beat he rose again and continued into the class room.

Abandoning his papers on the desk He hoicked his feet uponto the desk edge one at a time to tie his laces. He gave his class a wide smile before walking towards the black board. Enunciating as he wrote he said brightly. Hello class. I am Professor Taelin. And to dispell any queries now, his eyes sparkled, Yes, my name is Grace, No i am neither gay nor a girl. He smiled even wider, turning to the board and writing. [/font] Cuprean Arithmancy in his own neat hand writing. Picking up a table from his desk he transfered that to the board as well.

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
A B C D E F G H I
J K L M N O P Q R
S T U V W X Y Z

Grace smiled again at his class, putting his hands in his pockets. 'M 'fraid you have to copy that out now he laughed, But thats almost all the writing for this lesson unless you wish to take notes. he paused Once you've written all that down i'll explain. He slid himself onto the edge of his desk, pulling up his pinstriped trouser leg to reveal a mismatched pair of fluorescant socks.

When he judged that all the class had copied it down he levered himself off the dge of the desk again striding tot he back of teh class to lean against the back wall, from there he spoke aloud. Each letter corresponds to a number between one and nine, these numbers have their own significance-but that is for another day- the first number we are to cover is the pernality number. So, I will use my name as an example. he strode to the front of the class, writing on the board and reading his words aloud.
G r a c e T a e l i n
7 9 1 3 5 2 1 5 3 9 5

7+9+1+3+5+2+1+5+3+9+5=50

Reduce to single didget number

5+0=5
So my character number is 5. Now it's your turn. he span to face the class hands in his pockets again. Don't be ashamed to count on your ingers he added with a wry smile.


-so i just assumed people were here, much easier post like you were allready waiting, oh and this is real arithmancy -[/font][/right]

[Blake Longbottom]

-i have to try this!-

He joted the notes down quikly. He loved this class, and enjoyed it.
He though over the math he was given. It seemed fasinateing
Blake Longbottom
2+3+1+2+5+3+6+5+5+2+6+2+2+6+4
He quicky caulated the problem. He cheacked it and double cheacked it. It was 54. He turned it to
5+4=9. My number is 9

He raised his hand.

[Grace Taelin]

p r o f e s s o r g r a c e t a e l i n

Lowered heads, working hard, the sign of a happy class? Perhaps that was true but Grace preffered the quiet chatter of the working students, talking with each other as they worked hard at their numbers, and, as he observed with a smile, that many of them had relented and were counting on their fingers. He sat quietly on the edge of his desk running through streams of numbers in his mind. They were what kept him calm.

Suddenly he noticed a hand raised in the air, leaping up from his desk he swept across the room to the raised hand. Going over to the desk, squatting fown to bring himself to a level with the student he smiled saying. Problem Mr... he racked his brains for the name, Finding it escaped him he peeped over the edge of the desk, reading it on the paper. yes Mr Longbottom. He smiled at the boy, glad that someone was willing to ask help.[/right][/font]