As Darcy said that she didn’t expect anyone else to be here at this hour, Nigel chuckled. He had thought the same way too, which was why he was here tonight, but through fate or sheer coincidence he ended up bumping into someone else who needed the Room of Requirement too. Nigel’s worries about Darc...

It soon became clear to Nigel that he hadn’t imagined hearing those footsteps. For a moment he was concerned that it would be a student (or worse, Professor Sigma), but his worries about the potentially awkward situation were dispelled when the newcomer came into view and introduced herself. To his ...

Nigel listened as Martin admitted that he might not choose to further look into the stock market prediction system (and that was perfectly fine), and how he was certain he would learn much about transfiguration and himself in his journey as an Animagus. He had always liked Martin for his focus and c...

[Reserved for Darcy Hutton] The faint scent of engine oil hung in the air of the seventh-floor corridor of Hogwarts Castle, a curious smell that one would associate more with a garage than a magical school. Not that anyone was around to complain: it was a Monday night, a couple of hours before the ...

This is the first of a series of vignettes about Nigel. He has quite a bit going on – his previous job as an Unspeakable, the werewolf attack during the Second Wizarding War, his sudden resignation from the Ministry, and him joining Hogwarts as a professor – so this is a way for me to explore his b...

OOC: All Third- to Seventh-Year students are welcome to join this thread. As with the DADA class thread, this thread assumes that separate classes are held for students from different levels, so please treat students from other levels as unnamed NPCs. Do feel free to talk about anything specific to...

Martin’s idea about an automated calculator to predict fluctuations on the stock exchange seemed pretty sound. While it would undoubtedly prove to be a challenging endeavour, it was still a worthwhile pursuit. Furthermore, given how resistant to change the wizarding community was, Nigel estimated th...

In Nigel’s opinion, horology wasn’t that difficult… but he had been among the most well placed individuals within the entire wizarding community in Britain to pick up and master that field of study, and his opinion was definitely skewed in that regard. Still, he could see the potential in Martin. “T...

“Just a moment please,” Nigel replied as he gathered the ingredients and items he required, and set them down on the table. Filling up two small metal flasks – one with milk and the other with water – he heated them magically, before adding in cocoa powder slowly into the hot milk while an enchante...

Nigel’s sudden entrance must have caught Sky unaware, for the student yelped in surprise at the unexpected interruption before recognising him and calming down. His concern was met with indifference, which was oddly the best outcome he could hope for: given how she was able to dismiss his concerns w...

The cool wind tugged strongly at Nigel’s leather jacket and jeans as he gunned his motorcycle’s engine, and he raced across the sky back to Hogwarts. A pity nobody could see the Royal Enfield 250CC Type 11F that he had spent a long time restoring to its former glory though; a custom-made broom compa...

No sooner had Martin knocked on the doorjamb than he heard a reply from the professor. “Please, come in.” At the same time, the doorknob turned by itself and the door swung open gently. Nigel’s office was a deceptively small room. Light streamed in through a single window, illuminating the interior ...

Seeing Martin’s face light up made Nigel feel happy on the student’s behalf. The role of an educator was to open doors for their students and help them realise their full potential, and for now he was glad that he was able to resolve an issue that had been weighing on the boy’s mind. Nigel could alm...

Martin’s witty response about difficult questions made Nigel crack up, especially the last part. “I must agree,” he replied, “although I cannot help but feel that that was a leading question.” Still, it was undeniably true: having to answer hard questions meant that the students were thinking about ...

In his youth Nigel had been a casual chess player, and so he had heard of some of the more difficult variants of chess that Martin spoke of. Indeed, as the student had rightly pointed out, such variants were often used by grandmasters to showcase their mastery of the game. “It takes more than a good...

The sound of footfalls alerted Nigel to the arrival of the first student. The professor looked up and recognised him as Martin Bishop, a Fifth-Year. A true-blue Ravenclaw, Martin had a thirst for knowledge that exceeded most of his peers, and always made it a point to deliver more than what was expe...

The golden rays of the late afternoon sun streamed through the high windows of Classroom 1B as Professor Nigel Dextera entered, a levitating wooden chest following obediently behind him. There were no Transfiguration lessons at this hour, but he had chosen to arrange for additional classes for the s...

The momentary look of concern on the Headteacher’s face as Bibmy came up to greet the two Hogwarts staff members did not go unnoticed by the young professor. Having heard about the lack of house-elves at the school following the conclusion of the Second Wizarding War, and subsequently seeing what th...

Nigel would have loved to see Julian’s reaction to the Mary Poppins-esque way in which he dangled from the duffel, but alas he was swinging and spinning around too much to get a proper glimpse. He figured Julian might find the scene funny, but he hadn’t thought that Julian would feel impressed by wh...

Under most circumstances Nigel would have been too shy to go into greater detail about how he had made his way back here from Hogsmeade. The privacy offered by the kitchen corridor, however, was more than sufficient to convince him to reveal what had transpired. When Julian asked if he had flown on ...

At a minute to nine, Nigel finally appeared at the kitchen corridor – quite literally. One moment there was a faint shimmer in the air at the staircase landing, and in the next the young professor materialised from out of thin air. Since he left the Great Hall earlier in the morning, he had put on a...

Nigel Dextera's Threads In Progress Transfiguration Class: Spell Parameters – with Astrid Osborne Boggarts and Bogeys – with Dorian Innes Bane of Existence – with Bishop Santos I’ll Make a Dancer Out of You – with Louis Harrigan and Hufflepuff students The Fault in Our Star Globes – with Erynhil Za...

Nigel raised his own mug of tea in a toast as well. It felt somewhat like a small impromptu celebration of sorts before things kicked into high gear. At any rate, with luck (and some help from a friend), there’ll be something special in his glass tonight during the Welcoming Feast. As Julian studied...

Nigel was not expecting Julian to claim responsibility for them not being on a first-name basis with each other up till now. ”I too need to shed the old habit I picked up from the Ministry,” he interjected when he could find a suitable moment, which conveniently presented itself when the Headteacher...

It was only when the Headteacher offered to be addressed by his given name that Nigel realised how formal and standoffish he must have came across all these years. It was a habit he had picked up from his years in the hierarchal Ministry, but here his attempt to sound more respectful hadn’t really w...