 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Idris beelined for the Gravity Resistant Trees, a couple steps ahead of Paul because of his keenness. “Me either.” He cast a brief look at the Mandrakes. “I would prefer to stay clear of any Mandrake.” He had never really been fond of them. With his recent-ish growth spurt and an outstretched hand, he would have no trouble reaching to make a cutting from one of the trees. “Flipnsnipwitit.” The slicing motion was done in the direction of one of the younger stems on the first tree he arrived at. Much to his happiness, the stem fell away on the first attempt.
Back at the workstation, he continued following the steps Cole had laid out for them, working on the beginner plant he and Paul had selected. “Diffindo.” Idris probably tried double or triple the effort to ensure that his wand work did not cut all the way through the plant with the v-shape. Peering at the outcome, he thought that he came awfully close since the cut was obviously a deep one. But it would work… right? Taking the cut from the Gravity Resistant tree, it was placed into the cut after which a strip of cloth was tied carefully but securely to keep the two together.
“I think I got it,’’ Id announced proudly to Paul. “What about you?” While carrying on this small conversation, he was busy labelling a stake with the required information. |