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Paul was keeping a close eye on BOTh of the first years as he also watered his plants. "Well, every Herbologist needs their own space, really. So I'm glad to hear your father has somewhere to experiment at." Paul didn't ONLY do experiments. He did loads of OTHER cool things, too.
He had to laugh at that. "Well..no. Just normal grapes...do you know what a vineyard does, m'boy?" He chuckled. "I've actually thought about taking my students on field trip there to see how to mass care for an ENORMOUS amount of trees and vines...using magic and muggle ways to do agriculture. But we'll see if it ever happens." It would be really fun for him to show it all off, though.
Jessie spoke, and Paul gently turned to her. "Well...not all plants are dangerous...it's not a real life threatening job most days." He chuckled. "Not nearly as much so as an Auror, I assure you!" Paul could never do that sort of stuff! Just the thought of THAT kind of danger made him shiver. "Ahh...well you have to really love Herbology...if you want to be a full blooded Herbologist one day. You have pleeeeenty of time to decide those things, m'dear."
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |