Astronomy Office Hours!

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

Monday afternoon after the tumultuous events of the Halloween party seemed like an ideal time to hold office hours.

Miles had cleaned up his office with the assistance of Martin, his newly acquired house elf, so that it was in a state to receive company. A sign on the office door proclaimed office hours to be in session, and Miles sat behind his desk, a game of Battleship laid out in front of him. Martin had also provided non-magically enhanced cookies for Miles' guests. Miles had ensured their non-magical qualities by eating several himself, and he was prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice and share any cookies with his guests.

Now, leg twitching, Miles stared at the door, hoping someone would come in and express some desire to learn something about astronomy. Or failing that, about cookies. Or Battleship. Really, he wasn't picky. He just wanted a chance to meet some of his potential students.

Comments

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

"Only if all you want from them is a token effort. It's hardly likely to encourage them to learn anything."

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

Miles wondered if Mikami had any idea that he totally sounded like some ancient schoolmarm. "I suppose you're right," he agreed. "And we want much more than a token effort."

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

If he did, he didn't care. "One could appeal to House loyalty, I suppose, but that would depend on the number of students who still pay attention to the houses."

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

Miles shrugged. "I suppose so," he said. "But I think the house thing is a bit silly and arbitrary and given that I haven't seen that anyone else cares about that sort of thing, I don't think that's going to work."