 Idris Grunt :: Gryffindor ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
What a pretty day!
Idris could not help but have this thought resonate in his mind as he practically skipped across the grounds and towards the Greenhouses. He had donned some old clothing, his hair neatly secured under a bonnet. Because who wanted their perfectly fluffy hair to become entangled with branches and leaves? Or just as bad, become filthy with dirt?
“Good morning, Professor!’’ the fourth year chirped as he reached Greenhouse Two. “I’m excited to have my brain filled with some more Herbology knowledge today!’’ He flashed the man a smile before heading in to join those who had already gathered there. “Hi, everyone! Hi, Rory!” His fellow fourth year opted to take a seat close by to those there before busying himself with taking his books and writing apparatus out of his bag. Perhaps he could sneak completing some Japanese translations before the lesson started? That worksheet wasn’t going to get itself done, after all. The same went for the Hindi one... Id didn't want to keep Dad D waiting to grade that. |