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Meditation was hard, especially right now. When the professor said to think of something good... Jaemin started thinking about all the things that had happened this week, and immediately remembered Divination. Divination had not been good. The boy visibly paled a bit, but managed to hold back the full brunt of how awful it had been when he remembered the box he'd gotten from his dad. He really did have to show it to Professor Myers...
When they were done, Jaemin immediately beelined to a seat as close as possible to the table on which Myers sat, bouncing a little. Finally, finally, it was startiiiiing. He leaned forward as the professor spoke, listening intently to what he was saying... OHHHHHHHH this was something his dad talked to him about! Jaemin knew this! The small boy shot his hand up into the air.
"Whip grafting!" he said, almost a little too loudly. "Dad likes that one, he says it's the best option cause it makes the plants survive most out of everything."
He hadn't done it in a while though. The tiny plants had appeared, and the grafting experiments had been pushed aside, or at least Jaemin thought. He'd have to write and ask his dad about that. |