Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Louisa beamed when the teacher liked her progress. And that was something she'd never do to a person with authority, beaming I mean. Something definitely was in her dinner last night, she so shouldn't have grabbed anything from the table. Pranksters were on the loose in here.

Moving on.

She grabbed one of the small bushes and dragged it to where she sat. The plant was quivering slightly and Louisa liked it. Even with the dead twigs and bad leaves. She shrugged and held her wand tightly, she didn't want hers go flying in the air like that Huffie boy. "Flipnsnipwitit." She muttered swishing her wand but thanks to the moving bush a perfect twig got trimmed instead of the dead one.

Louisa frowned and paused for a minute. "Professor? Can we stun the bush first?" She suggested coldly, it wasn't as if the plant was alive… no matter what the books said, Louisa had her own theories to go by. Freezing the plant, particularly this one, would only make it easier to trim, right?

Originally Posted by Presley Black

Post 1

Even though Presley hadn't managed the spell yet, she grabbed a purple ribbon and tag. Scrawling her name across the tag, she tried the spell again, this time softening her wrist as she'd been instructed to do. She located a dead-looking leaf, and let her wrist move of it's own accord. "Flipnsnipwitit," to her great suprise, the leaf came off without a hitch. "I did it!" she announced the the room in general. She was so proud of herself that she'd forgotten her manners, and shouted. She glanced around at the people who were probably staring at her now. "Sorry," she mumbled. Presley the proceeded to trim the rest of the plant so that it looked generally like everybody else's plant.

Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

After Goliath's roots were able to breathe and hang in the air for a minute or two, Riley lowered his Flutterby bush into the hole he had created for it and let it rest on the bottom center. "Welcome to your new home Goliath." he smiled smally. He seemed to be able to interact with plants better than people sometimes, plants were rarely rude, and yes he meant rarely, they had their days too.

Now he had to fill it in with the soil he had extracted? Ummm...he blasted the hole and then fixed it from there. So he looked around and then pushed a buch of soil from a pile nearby into Goliath's hole, patting it gently. There all better.

Originally Posted by Presley Black

Post 7

Presley looked around for someone who would be willing to put dung on her plant. No, she might not get the full points if she didn't do it herself. Using her spade again, she lightly sprinkled the base with dung. Except a huge chunk fell in one spot. Presley closed her eyes in frustration. She used the spade to scrape that little bit away. Done. Presley tied her bright purple tag to her flutterby bush, and raised her hand. "Can I go wash my hands please, professor?" Please say yes, please say yes. Pres really was having a rough time with this dirt thing. Her hands were disgusting, and she needed them washed as quickly as possible. The class might not be over, but if her hands weren't clean soon, Presley would have an anxiety attack.

Originally Posted by Jason Potter Weasley

William puts on his gloves. He packs Moon calf Dung into his hole.

Originally Posted by hannah_bry27

Lucas copied down the instructions quickly. It was easier to have them right there rather than having to look up at the board every five seconds.

Alright, step one. He pulled on his gloves like a good herbology student and went to get a Flutterby bush from the front of the room. He brought it back to his spot and stared it down for a moment. The staring had seemed to work on the branch, so he figured it would work on the bush, too. It was moving a bit, so he said, "You're going to have to hold a bit more still than that," and gently took hold of it to stop it from moving so much. "Now I'm going to trim back all this dead stuff and... Whatnot." He figured if he told it what he was doing, maybe it would be less stressed and move about less. (Was that even why they did that?) He aimed his wand very carefully toward a dead area. "Flipnsnipwitit," he said, and swished his wand. He had done a pretty precise job. Not perfect, but pretty close to it for it only having been the second time he'd really done the spell well. "That's better, isn't it?" he asked the plant, moving on to another dead area. "Flipnsnipwitit," he said again, swishing his wand and pruning the plant more. He repeated the spell on a few more areas until the plant looked presentable. "You look sorta cute," he commented to it. "I think I'm going to call you George. You seem like a George to me." On to step 2!

Originally Posted by Starbreeze

Eino had already placed the bush into the hole but not yet planted it properly. He used all of the soil he had been gathering to fill it some of the empty space, still cautions to not suffocate the plant's roots. He had to interrupt himself briefly to wipe his sweaty forehead with his handkerchief, then fold his sleeves, because soil was falling into them and they were already a little wet from the water. After that he resumed, singing.

" Let us take a little bush, plant it gently it, water it well. Little bush in the ground, grow up safe and sound "

He continued singing as he began to pat down the soil, as gently as he though he was tucking baby dragon in its nest. He made sure it was all evened out, without any lumps or holes. The plant was beginning to look great, and it seemed to be feeling great, too, because it was swinging from side to side, rather than shaking or quivering.

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Eino had to touch that dragon dung stuff again? The things he does for plants! He took a pinch of dragon dung and sprinkled all around the plant's base, then repeated this same behavior several times. Freshly watered and freshly dunged! What else could a plant want?!

He then took off his dragon hide gloves, got up and stretched his legs before retrieving a ribbon. Planting was hard work, and this had only been one bush! When he could feel his legs again he made his way to the Professor's table and took his time choosing a ribbon. He wanted a yellow one, but the blue ones were also very nice. Decisions, decisions. He closed his eyes and took a ribbon randomly. Orange. He put it back, closed his eyes again and took another ribbon. Green. He put it back and did the same thing. Pink. Again. Yellow. Finally! He ran back to his working station wrote his name, his house, and after much contemplation the name of the plant and tied the ribbon to it.

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Right, more dragon dung.

Holding her breath once again, Kurumi marched over to the overly ripe mound of the stuff and scooped up a bit in her gloved hands before running back over to her Flutterby Bush which seemed to be enjoying its new surroundings and shimmering in the faint sunlight that was coming through the greenhouse windows.

Humming to herself now, Kurumi sprinkled the dragon dung around the plant and then patted everything down gently. Hmm, perhaps everything was now packed in too tightly. Kurumi stuck her fingers in the dirt and moved it around a bit so that it wasn’t as flat and looked, well, more natural. Feeling satisfied with the word she had done, and after adding a thin layer of dung RIGHT at the base of the trunk of the bush sticking out of the ground, Kurumi returned to her station and crossed off the final step.



Now for tagging her plant.

Picking up one of the labels at the front, Kurumi wrote down the needed information and then drew a butterfly under her name, year, and house.


Having now completed all the steps, Kurumi sat down next to her Flutterby Bush and began to hum. There wasn't any real melody in mind, but the tune was soft and simple. The plant seemed to be dancing back, which made Kurumi smile, but the reality was that it was just doing what all Flutterby Bushes do best: flutter.