Taking another glance at the new Herbology Professor’s rules was a good thing…it was still September after all it wasn’t like she needed to look at them but it was smart. While she hardly knew plantguy Beth was determined to be polite…he wasn’t a part of these austerity measures that the new Headmaster was putting them through.

”Hello Professor Wishart” she called out in a nearly morose tone as she made her way further into the greenhouses. Merlin was it always this humid in here? She thought to herself, her nose crinkling as that smell of warm wet soil hit her nose. There was something different with the smell of manure’d soil inside of a greenhouse and when it was outside of one…it was like hot cow’s…right not going to think of that.

Nope.

”Good morning” she tipped her head over toward Headgirl Cambridge and Prefect Ashbury-Hawthorne. ”…I think it’d be fun and more challenging if they aren’t devenomed” the little snake grinned as she found a table and sat down. Her hand absently reaching toward one of the possibly venomous vines.