 Wowza!
The retelling of a Greek myth was told in what one would expect Myers to tell a story. Drama! Exclamations! More dramatics!
It was pretty great.
Maybe in another life the man had been a really good History of Magic professor? Or perhaps some sort of story-teller, either by performing said stories or writing them.
Anyway.
"I'd imagine that given its lacrimoneous disposition--" Levi saw no problem with borrowing from from Myers' dictionary for the remainder of the class. He smiled, continuing, "--making it cry isn't actually that hard." He let go of the leaf he'd been examining, and chose to finally sit down near the tree's base. "Especially if it's related to the Whomping Willow. That one's branches--er, limbs, function like arms and should be treated as such when damaged." It had felt like they might has well be arms, really, back in the second challenge. Even if the whole thing had just been a dream, ultimately. "So, perhaps it's the same for the Weeping Willow? Any damage, however small, might make it shed a tear or ten." Levi shrugged. Then caught himself.
"NOT that I'm suggesting we beat up the tree, of course. It's just one way it might be done--" As if he'd dare to do that. There were too many Hufflepuffs and potential tree huggers around for that. "--if one is desperate enough." Nailed it.
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