Vickers made his way toward the Herbology greenhouses, a fresh bottle of the minsecticide in hand. It would be a challenge to find something left to treat here, given that it was a smaller space than the student gardens and half of the more interesting plant species were locked up in other greenhouses-- for good reason.

As Vickers made his way past a few shrubs he spotted a plant along the far side with its orange fruits seemingly floating in the air. Dirigible plums werent they? He lifted the spray bottle and squirted the knotty branches a few times, then went about and sprayed over and under its leaves, along with its upside down fruit. He would seriously hope no one just picks off a fruit and eats it after wards, organic insecticide or not...