Scheduling for Next Year (open to 3rd years through university students)
Upperclassmen had been sent home with pamphlets over spring break to think about their options for the next semester. Third year students could pick up an elective for their freshmen year, fourth years could pick up two electives as sophomores; those meetings tended to go the quickest. It was the meetings with fifth years and beyond that tended to take up the full 15 minutes alloted to them.
These students had to receive recommendations to take advanced classes, or opt to take electives. Last year Nathaniel Dawkins had tried to talk everyone out of taking magical crafting, if only because that class filled up so fast they had to open another section of it. He had their files arranged already; all the students signed up for time slots earlier in the week. Professors had already sent Dawkin's their recommendations; those had been read and placed among their academic transcripts.
The university students were another group altogether. They had to select a mentor and core focus for their fall semester and if they could look ahead and think about what they wanted in the spring as well. They'd need additional meetings later in the semester with their chosen mentor; thankfully that was out of Dawkin's hands.
Students would be wandering in and out of classes for their fifteen minute blocks, but this was the standard practice for this time of year. Dr. Dawkins was ready, about as ready as he ever was.
(OOC: starting this now because I'm inexplicably excited about it. Anyone can play Dawkins, you can play him yourself if you're so inclined (just don't expire all sessions when you logout of the faculty journal because you'll knock everyone else's log-ons off). Feel free to put your students in any day; time slots would go from 7:00 to 7:15, 7:15 to 7:30 and so on throughout the day; Dawkins might stay later on these days, so the cutoff will be 6pm. It's up to you how your students did and which advanced classes they'd be allowed to take)
These students had to receive recommendations to take advanced classes, or opt to take electives. Last year Nathaniel Dawkins had tried to talk everyone out of taking magical crafting, if only because that class filled up so fast they had to open another section of it. He had their files arranged already; all the students signed up for time slots earlier in the week. Professors had already sent Dawkin's their recommendations; those had been read and placed among their academic transcripts.
The university students were another group altogether. They had to select a mentor and core focus for their fall semester and if they could look ahead and think about what they wanted in the spring as well. They'd need additional meetings later in the semester with their chosen mentor; thankfully that was out of Dawkin's hands.
Students would be wandering in and out of classes for their fifteen minute blocks, but this was the standard practice for this time of year. Dr. Dawkins was ready, about as ready as he ever was.
(OOC: starting this now because I'm inexplicably excited about it. Anyone can play Dawkins, you can play him yourself if you're so inclined (just don't expire all sessions when you logout of the faculty journal because you'll knock everyone else's log-ons off). Feel free to put your students in any day; time slots would go from 7:00 to 7:15, 7:15 to 7:30 and so on throughout the day; Dawkins might stay later on these days, so the cutoff will be 6pm. It's up to you how your students did and which advanced classes they'd be allowed to take)
She knew Astronomy was a core class, she wasn't stupid. She rolled her eyes. "But it's like, the dumbest thing ever! I'm never gonna use it in real life! It's, you know, a total waste of a night. I could be like studying for the classes that mean something! And I'm not like, just trying to get another free, right, I'd totally take up another class. Like a real one, like I dunno, I could take another year of Magical Crafting! I could invent like a telescope that does the math for you and then nobody would have to do Astronomy!"
"Astronomy is a practical class that has real-world applications all around the world in every culture. Wizards and muggles alike acknowledge its validity as a science." He closed her folder, as there was no argument she could deliver that would convince him to remove her from Astronomy, nor any provision in the rules to allow him to do so if she succeeded. "Do you enjoy the beach, Cinna? High and low tides are a direct result of the physical distance between the moon and the earth at any given point in time, which are recorded and analyzed by astronomers and meteorologists to determine the most safe and enjoyable times for people like yourself to attend." That was just one example of the things she would have learned had she been paying attention in class.
"Okay, like, whatever." She got up to leave as it was the end of her allotted fifteen minutes. "But just like, think about it, all right?"