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"Now we wont be spending any more time looking at gillyweed just yet, so we'll be moving onto our next specimen"... Seren walked a few paces to the next tank. With a swift motion she uncovered the next tank. It was tall and slim... and it appeared to be .. empty. The eerie bluish-green light that was emanating from the tank came from the little lights at the bottom of it. Seren smiled proudly.
"Now who can tell me what we are looking at right now?"
Sierra was trying to pay attention, she really was, but she was suddenly feeling really ill, and that just wasn't like her at all. She rarely
ever got sick. As the students around her spouted out answer after answer, Sierra put her hand to her forehead to see if she had a fever. She was no healer, but that was usually what her father did to her when she complained of not feeling well. She couldn't really tell anything, though, so she just halfheartedly raised her hand into the air.
"It's Tingle Weed...," she started to answer, but the professor had moved on to the next part of the lesson. She sighed and lowered her hand.
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Hera Seren beamed at the students, they were a bright bunch.
"Tingle weed is correct!... and as Kurumi said it has the ability to blend in with its surroundings, only becoming visible when it comes into contact with human form." Seren rolled up her sleeves, tapped the top of the tank with her wand and removed the lid. She really didn't want to do this... it wasn't so much the numbness- that she could deal with, but the smell.. well that wouldn't be pleasant.
She dipped her hand into the water... a single finger reaching down until it came into contact with the plant... Instantly its spindly green vines writhed around her finger binding to it like glue. The tingle weed turned a vibrant shade of scarlett and pink... then the screaming started... A horrible, blood curdling, scream gurgled out of the water from the plant. Seren thought she might go a bit deaf.
Shaking the tingle weed from her finger, she withdrew her hand from the tank, and replaced the lid with her free hand, securing it with her wand.
"Right... " she started... "Now that you've actually seen the tingle weed at its finest moment, who can tell me what its properties are?"
Sierra cringed as the plant--a tingle weed, she guessed--released a horrible, banshee-worthy scream. Well, maybe it wasn't
that loud, but it was enough to bring on the headache that had been threatening Sierra for at least the past thirty minutes. She put her hand to her head again and then raised her other arm into the air.
"Well, it apparently smells like goat," she said, wrinkling her nose a little as she said this,
"because some witches tried to grow it once outside it's native area. Some Muggles ran them away from the area, though, because they complained the stuff smelled like goats."
...and just
why had those witches allowed the Muggles to tell them what to do? Hmm?