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Originally Posted by
Anna Banana
Sierra had been digging in poo for far longer than she ever wanted to do in one lifetime. She wasn't sure how much time had passed since they'd started the activity, but just one second was long enough for Sierra. She'd tried not to not think too hard about the fact that the buckets were filled with poo, but each time she looked down into the buckets and saw the disgusting mixture of brown nastiness, her stomach just turned that much more.
The sooner she found her egg, though, the sooner this would all be over! With that thought in mind, Sierra plunged her hand back into the bucket. She just wanted to find that small, oval-shaped object again. She was sure it had been her egg, only both her gloves and the egg had been too slippery. A few seconds later, her hands grazed across the oval-shaped object once again, an she made a grab for it. This time, she had a good hold of it!
She withdrew her hand and waited as the poo (or pudding) dripped off the object. It was--her egg, yes! She started to smile, but then stopped as the egg started slipping from her grasp. Her eyes grew wide as she watched the egg bounce around in her hands. "Get still, you idiot egg!" she silently fussed. Almost as if the egg itself could hear her thoughts, it grew still in her hands. Yes, she'd done it! She'd found both her items.
Hehe, slippery egg.
"Miss Griengoth, I see you found your egg." It had been funny to watch, she must admit.
"Well done. Let's hope it doesn't try to escape again." HEHE.
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Originally Posted by
sweetpinkpixie
Hospital wing?! AGAIN!? Last time she had gone there she had been turning purple.
WHAT WAS THIS WOMAN MAKING THEM DIG THROUGH?! The color certainly looked like droppings...were there any sort of magical creatures that had poisonous feces? Kurumi hadn't read about any, but she supposed that it was possible.
Kurumi nodded and then Professor Saylen spoke again. It wasn't a bezoar?
"
Sorry Professor," Kurumi blushed. "
I just assumed that since this was Care of Magical Creatures and we had just been discussing cows and goats that we were, um, examining their feces..."She paused hoping that the professor wasn't going to laugh too hard at her. "
Based on this assumption, I thought that it was a bit odd for a rock to be in the bucket, but only one and not in any others. So, I came to the conclusion that it was a bezoar."
Then again, you know what they say about people who assume

Oh, dear Merlin, why did these kids
always assume oh so
many things?
Sigh. "Fortunately for you, you assumed correctly. It is a bezoar." Test over. Heh.
And was the girl feeling allright? Was that a tinge of green-ish skin Maya saw on her? Hmmm... nah, probably nothing.
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Lockhartian
He was...terrified. Mostly for Aslan than for himself.
The lips, the lips were the only thing that told him he was in trouble, because he's never seen her pursing them before. Help.
"Ah! But you're the Professor, I wouldn't know." Yes, he wouldn't know what did any of this they were doing was remotely related to Care of Magical Creatures. And she'd better not mention Aslan, because if it was the little Niffler that happened to be in danger instead of the silly egg, then he would've gone through hell and back to make the little Niffler safe.
But...unless the egg was from some Magical creature, then he didn't want to do it.
And he didn't.
"Yes, I am." And she left it at that. Because he had no other questions and Maya had nothing more to answer. Hehehe.
But why wasn't he digging his hands into poo? Meeeeh. Boring boy.
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ArianaBlack
Nika looked at her professor with a bored look on her face. She had been finished ages ago, but yet they weren't told to do anything else. "Professor.... What do we do if we are done?" Her voice had a twinge of a whine attached to it. Nika struggled tried to cover some of the stains that she had acquired during the digging.
Oh, she was done.
"Why don't you clean your buckets, Miss Adler? Without magic." The term was almost over, Maya could have some fun, right?
"Here, have a sponge." She handed the girl a nice red spongy sponge.
So what now? Ah, yes.
"CLASS DISMISSED!" Now everyone gooooo,
"You can keep the bezoars and the eggs. Don't break the eggs - unless you want to eat it, which I don't recommend. And keep it close. Don't throw it at anyone. Why don't you give it to Headmaster Tate if you want." Sure, why not. Like a present, and proof that they'd done something muggle-ish.
"Away you go kids. Good work digging through the poop. It was sloppy but you got what you needed. One of those buckets has chocolate pudding in it, you can take it with you if you want." If they hadn't mixed it up with goat or cow poo.
Now get out of her sight before she says something
happy about them she'll regret. Heh.