01-10-2022, 08:14 AM
Helga glanced between the two when she found out no one was to be hexed but the potion supply for the class was still delayed. While she was glad to know no one would be getting hexed it was a little concerning the supplies hadn't arrived yet. Hopefully it wasn't anything serious like robberies, the last thing they needed was to jeopardize the coming students to potential dangers on the road along the way.
"What was the planned first potion for the class again? If possible we could try to quick grow anything out in the garden if its plant based or as I suggested yesterday Miss Gudrun could see if her family shop in the trading post has any supplies they could supply us with for the class. Whatever we use we can either pay them for or replace when the supplies eventually turn up" She suggested, hoping the two could make use of her idea so the schedule they had planned didn't need to be changed. If she knew anything about these two friends including her raven haired best friend they were rather big sticklers for keeping things as planned and if it could be helped no last minute changes to them.
Helga smiled as Rowena approached and looped her arm with one of hers. Raising her other arm she gave her friend's arm a small pat with her hand. It wasn't too difficult to pick up her friends rattling nerves, worried just as much as they all were that this school that they had all worked so hard to build would be a success. This first year was important not just to prove they had done something extraordinary with the talents they each possessed. Time would only tell if it was worth all this time away from her children. This had been the longest she had been separated from them, not more then a few minutes since they were born in fact and it hadn't made going to bed at night when she did sleep very easy wondering if they were ok or if she made a mistake in living them with her sister and should have brought them with her instead. If they were here, well, at least she would have less of a chance to drift back to the past and risk worrying anyone she still hadn't fully let herself grieve the loss of her husband. That was the last thing she wanted anyone to know, especially her children after it had taken them a long time themselves to get over his death.
She glanced towards the road leading to the trading post, mulling over the bit of information Rowena had said next in the attempt to get her mind on something else then where it was headed. "Yes, I think for maybe a few days things will be a little slow and empty as far as arrivals but in time we should have a full school. I'm leaning towards the end of the week for that to happen but it all depends on travel after all. Some people are coming from a good distance away and if the children don't have access to a way to apparate part if not most of the way, the travel could take some time with the natural elements at play. The weather and mother nature and all that stuff out of our control. If the weather turns bad they have to stop until it clears away for example." she replied giving a small half shrug of her shoulders. It was better to look on the bright side, keep the mind positive as long as possible. Both for herself and for them. Happy thoughts, good spirits.
"It may be a good thing they are trickling in like this, while it may delay our levels of teaching them it won't overwhelm Lady Moore with testing their reading and writing on top of making sure they have a wand in massively large groups. Smaller concentrated groups could help her focus better on finding everyone's level without making them feel like they have to rush through it to make enough time for everyone. I did get confirmation at least one student I reached out to had arrived recently and she came by carriage so the journey is possible just perhaps not as efficient as one could hope given what we did with the school. We just have to have faith they are on their way, we have five and thats a good start. I would be more concerned if we had none at all right now." Helga explained, hoping to reassure Rowena and even Salazar should he too be worried about the slim turn out that although it wasn't the bustling crowd they had expected, it was a start and they shouldn't mark this a failure just yet. She gave Rowena's arm another few pats of her hand followed by a gentle and tender squeeze. Happy thoughts and good spirits. That would get them through this bit of nervousness.
"What was the planned first potion for the class again? If possible we could try to quick grow anything out in the garden if its plant based or as I suggested yesterday Miss Gudrun could see if her family shop in the trading post has any supplies they could supply us with for the class. Whatever we use we can either pay them for or replace when the supplies eventually turn up" She suggested, hoping the two could make use of her idea so the schedule they had planned didn't need to be changed. If she knew anything about these two friends including her raven haired best friend they were rather big sticklers for keeping things as planned and if it could be helped no last minute changes to them.
Helga smiled as Rowena approached and looped her arm with one of hers. Raising her other arm she gave her friend's arm a small pat with her hand. It wasn't too difficult to pick up her friends rattling nerves, worried just as much as they all were that this school that they had all worked so hard to build would be a success. This first year was important not just to prove they had done something extraordinary with the talents they each possessed. Time would only tell if it was worth all this time away from her children. This had been the longest she had been separated from them, not more then a few minutes since they were born in fact and it hadn't made going to bed at night when she did sleep very easy wondering if they were ok or if she made a mistake in living them with her sister and should have brought them with her instead. If they were here, well, at least she would have less of a chance to drift back to the past and risk worrying anyone she still hadn't fully let herself grieve the loss of her husband. That was the last thing she wanted anyone to know, especially her children after it had taken them a long time themselves to get over his death.
She glanced towards the road leading to the trading post, mulling over the bit of information Rowena had said next in the attempt to get her mind on something else then where it was headed. "Yes, I think for maybe a few days things will be a little slow and empty as far as arrivals but in time we should have a full school. I'm leaning towards the end of the week for that to happen but it all depends on travel after all. Some people are coming from a good distance away and if the children don't have access to a way to apparate part if not most of the way, the travel could take some time with the natural elements at play. The weather and mother nature and all that stuff out of our control. If the weather turns bad they have to stop until it clears away for example." she replied giving a small half shrug of her shoulders. It was better to look on the bright side, keep the mind positive as long as possible. Both for herself and for them. Happy thoughts, good spirits.
"It may be a good thing they are trickling in like this, while it may delay our levels of teaching them it won't overwhelm Lady Moore with testing their reading and writing on top of making sure they have a wand in massively large groups. Smaller concentrated groups could help her focus better on finding everyone's level without making them feel like they have to rush through it to make enough time for everyone. I did get confirmation at least one student I reached out to had arrived recently and she came by carriage so the journey is possible just perhaps not as efficient as one could hope given what we did with the school. We just have to have faith they are on their way, we have five and thats a good start. I would be more concerned if we had none at all right now." Helga explained, hoping to reassure Rowena and even Salazar should he too be worried about the slim turn out that although it wasn't the bustling crowd they had expected, it was a start and they shouldn't mark this a failure just yet. She gave Rowena's arm another few pats of her hand followed by a gentle and tender squeeze. Happy thoughts and good spirits. That would get them through this bit of nervousness.
