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Potion ingredients? She didn't do potions. She HATED potions. But she did understand the concepts in which he spoke of. The theories.
"Add heat... Huh. I wonder which one is the heat then." Probably the healer; females always started the fire.
"I would say... putting all of them together is heat enough." He suspected that Fina was one of those oddly literal people that interpreted things exactly as stated. Fair enough... although they never seemed to get a joke.
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Cece started to sip on her water as she listened to everything going on around her. What was with all these students coming up to the staff table? She didn't remember students being this bold when she went here.
She was able to ignore most of the chatter until...
Headman say what?!
He was going to light someone's heads on fire? Looking down the table she seen just who he was giving the evil eye to. Of course, the Obnoxious one and... Willy? Really? Was he a part of all that was happening up here too? Whyyyy? Why did he have to be friends with Oliver Jenkins?
Shaking her head at the situation she decided she was going to do whatever it took to make William see what an idiot his so called friend was.
"Great to meet you too and yes, one of the young boys passed out. It only took a little whiff of this..." she said holding out the phial she had put under his nose, "...and he was up and acting like his old self again." She put the potion back in her pocket. Never know when she would be needing it again. "I did tell him to stop by the hospital wing later so I could check him out properly." You know, make sure this sort of thing wasn't going to happen again.
Picking up her goblet she took another drink of the water. Merlin. This stuff tasted like it came right out of the lake. She didn't remember the water tasting this bad when she was a student here. She set the goblet back down on the table. She was starting to feel a little light headed here.
Shaking her head a little she tried to focus on what was being said to her. "Yes, I graduated from here. Well I guess it wasn't really here I graduated from since we were forced to be in two different schools during my seventh year."
Grabbing the table Cece felt like the room was spinning.
What. Was. Happening?
She was just reaching out to grab her water again but her hand never reached the goblet. Instead it fell to the table and she fell back... landing right on the professor sitting next to her (Waylon).
Out cold she was, although she could still hear the voices around her.
Just what exactly do they put in the water around here?
Tate leaned waaaay forward as the Healer passed out into the unfortunate professor beside her. Hmm. His eyes immediately went back to Williamson and Jenkins with the question... were they responsible for this?
"Can someone please handle
that situation?"
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Hera With the arrival of a Gryffindorfinally Seren had gotten herself rather excited. This Jezzabelle girl seemed rather sweet, and a potential herbologist byt he sounds of it! Oh how she loved students that reciprocated her appreciaction of all things herbology.
However.. before she even had the chance to open her mouth... Max, shot the girl down and sent her on her way. The poor dear.
Giving Max a stern look, yes a stern look... nobody messes with her lions and gets away with it. "Honestly Max, was that really necessary? Wouldn't a simple 'perhaps wait until after the headmaster gives his speech to make yourself acquainted with your Head of House' sufficed?..." Persoanlly she thought it would have. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't take that tone with my Lions in future." At least not the new ones, the last thing she needed was them owling their parents telling them they were scared of their flying instructor.
Frowning, and tapping a finger on the arm of her seat, Seren stared out at the house tables. Perhaps she'd go down after the speech and see if the girl was alright.
"Be careful with him, Seren. We try not to push too hard, or else Max happens," Tate directed at the Gryffindor Head of House with a small smirk. His deputy was certainly rife for ribbing tonight. If he had more time, he'd probably continue in that general vein, but as it stood... his speech was all that stood between the students and their big meal.
He could be generous.
Tate stood. "Students. I'd like to welcome you once again to Hogwarts for another exciting term. For those who read the Daily Prophet, you may have seen that we are celebrating an exciting anniversary this term, and your staff has been hard at work with some events that will help us feel the true spirit of all that Hogwarts has to offer. If you'd like to help us celebrate or you have any additional idea, please feel free to share them with me via owl."
With a gesture, Tate pointed out the new staff members spread out along the table. "We would like to welcome some new faces to the staff table, as well as the new faces we are welcoming to each house table. Please do not inundate their office with greetings, but I hope you will make them very welcome in the coming weeks. Remember what it is like to be new and offer them all your support."
And now... almost time to eat? "I don't have much more to say this term, aside from the usual... don't die. Eat your vegetables. Write to your parents, because they miss you. And... be kind to each other. We're all in this together. As you begin your meal, I'd like to invite Nimma the house elf to speak to you briefly." He figured they could now eat AND listen.