Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN Alessandro was well into his morning routine when he made his way to the greenhouses. And upon entry, was inundated with so many smells, he wrinkled his nose. He looked around the criminally small greenhouse as he stored his items and wrote his name on a free cubby. Not for the first time since arriving at Beauxbatons, the Hufflepuff thought how Durmstrang might have been the superior choice. Here, he was forced to endure mixed year classes with regularity, an actual army of first year students (seriously, it was as if every British couple had a child in 2088), and share dorms with the French. He tried not to seem so irritated by the whole affair, which was not that difficult-- considering, Alessandro was quite taciturn.
With a polite nod, he addressed his professor, "Good morning, Professor Beryl." Then, roamed through the room trying to identify the cacophony of smells.
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