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Cassirin · 09-17-2009, 03:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Celandine

"Thanks!" Celandine smiled encouragingly. "Hi Keeley and Hi Bella." Cela kept on flicking her wand and cleaning up the poop. "After the feast I can show you some cleaning charms if you like? Get a head start on some of the classes! Oh and you could both come and help us take the mooncalf poop to Professor Bunbury. She's lovely."

"I didn't eat anything yet." Cela frowned. "Maybe if we ask the house elves nicely, they'll bring some food up and we can have a picnic in the common room. If Professor Vindictus doesn't mind of course."

"I'm sure he understands the dilemma," Copernicus agreed, seating himself on the bench now that the table was mostly clear. Why hadn't any professors come to offer help, though? Was whatever they were doing so important, or was it just that they were trusted to take care of their own problems?

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Originally Posted by Orchideae

Ugh, even Copernicus got an AWESOME summer. Getting to do an internship with Professor Truebridge. Seriously... Even if it did ruin his hands, that was still amazing. Much moreso than his summer anyway.

"Wow. That sounds ... greater than my summer!" Dominic said, in almost awe. Since anything really was greater than his summer. "But shindig at St Mungos? Do explain?" Since obviously he was one of the few who had not heard.

"It was good, I suppose, but I certainly waited long enough to really get serious about my plans after Hogwarts. I haven't even filled out a single application for university, although Professor Lupa pulled them for me. Apparently you need a LOT of book learning prior to just jumping in the field."

Cope tugged Cela down to sit next to him again, giving her a smile. It probably was a relief for her to know he was going to spend the next few years studying, because studying gave him plenty of time to miss her. If she wanted to be missed.

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Wait what? Throw Tipps in the lake?

"No, Kettleburn. There will be no throwing anyone in the lake, thank you very much." Didn't he have enough of the lake last term anyway without intentionally tossing someone to it? Of course there was the fact that Tipps was his housemate and as Prefect/Headboy, he was like supposed to protect his housemates from harm or something like that . . .

"Do you have a better suggestion for settling the boy down? Because I'm open to suggestions, but if cooling him off is the only way to chill him out, then that's what we should do. You wouldn't... turn me in, would you?" Copernicus gave Denton a grin that dared him to say yes.

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Originally Posted by Daffy.Potter

Livvy just snorted and shook her head as she flicked her wand gently and levitated a pile into the bag and tied it up, setting it next to the bags that Perni had set down. "Definitely not from Bunbury. Unless he had stolen it two months ago. Cam brought three buckets of it onto the train," she said shuddering at the memory of just a few hours ago.

"The entire compartment smelled just horrible," Livvy said, shaking her head. Where did thirteen-year-olds get this stuff anyway? Was there some sort of shoppe that sold mooncalf dung? Because that is just groooosss.

Gahhhh... soooo... gross.

Crossing her arms as she marched along the side of the Ravenclaw Table, Livvy continued on searching for any more Mooncalf dung that might've still been lying around. She didn't want to miss any and have a poor Ravenclaw accidentally sit on it. Or slip on it. Or fall face forward on it. IIIICCCKK.

He shook his head in disdain. "Underclassmen, right? How would he even get moon calf dung, let alone enough to carry onto the train?" And WHY would he just bring it into the dining hall? GROSS.

"I bet Bunz will be pleased to see it regardless of where it came from," Cope grinned at Livvy.

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

"Hey, Cela! How've you been?" she asked, taking a nearby seat and turning to greet a few of Cela's friends. After a round of "hello's" and "how are you's," LouAnn turned back to Cela. "So Cela, Daphne tells me you two...," she started, but stopped when she heard loud yelling coming from one end of the table. What in Merlin's name was going on now? Since LouAnn had moved to the area, she'd quickly learned that series of odd and unusual events were actually quite common and occurred often. She supposed she'd get used to it one of these days. If she didn't move away first, that is.

Well, now that had certainly been an experience. LouAnn would now always remember her very first day of Hogwarts as the day two boys slung mooncalf poo up and down the length of the Ravenclaw house table. Eww. Could they not have chosen something a little less...disgusting? Food, perhaps? After a while, LouAnn and several of the others had siphoned most of the poo off the table. It was being bagged for someone named Bunbury---whoever that was. This Bunbury person sure had unusual interests---poo? (It didn't occur to LouAnn that said person could be a Herbologist and interested in the usage of the poo.)

Oh, so this Bunbury, the one who was about to receive bags of mooncalf poo, was a Botanist. Hmm, so giving her poo made perfect sense...LouAnn supposed. She still thought that stuff was pretty disgusting. "So who's Bunbury?" LouAnn finally asked, hearing mention the man---or woman---once again. Sure, Bunbury was a Botanist, but...did she work at the school or something?

"Professor of Herbology," Copernicus told the girl. "So... Miss Purple, was it? Did you ever get sorted into a house?"

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Cassirin Legacy!! Manticore Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Nom nom nom Posts: 43,209 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mercer Branxton Ravenclaw Seventh Year x7 x8	Made of Awesome \| Ern-la the Best-wa \| TZ's Apogee Quote: Originally Posted by Celandine "Thanks!" Celandine smiled encouragingly. "Hi Keeley and Hi Bella." Cela kept on flicking her wand and cleaning up the poop. "After the feast I can show you some cleaning charms if you like? Get a head start on some of the classes! Oh and you could both come and help us take the mooncalf poop to Professor Bunbury. She's lovely." "I didn't eat anything yet." Cela frowned. "Maybe if we ask the house elves nicely, they'll bring some food up and we can have a picnic in the common room. If Professor Vindictus doesn't mind of course." "I'm sure he understands the dilemma," Copernicus agreed, seating himself on the bench now that the table was mostly clear. Why hadn't any professors come to offer help, though? Was whatever they were doing so important, or was it just that they were trusted to take care of their own problems? Quote: Originally Posted by Orchideae Ugh, even Copernicus got an AWESOME summer. Getting to do an internship with Professor Truebridge. Seriously... Even if it did ruin his hands, that was still amazing. Much moreso than his summer anyway. "Wow. That sounds ... greater than my summer!" Dominic said, in almost awe. Since anything really was greater than his summer. "But shindig at St Mungos? Do explain?" Since obviously he was one of the few who had not heard. "It was good, I suppose, but I certainly waited long enough to really get serious about my plans after Hogwarts. I haven't even filled out a single application for university, although Professor Lupa pulled them for me. Apparently you need a LOT of book learning prior to just jumping in the field." Cope tugged Cela down to sit next to him again, giving her a smile. It probably was a relief for her to know he was going to spend the next few years studying, because studying gave him plenty of time to miss her. If she wanted to be missed. Quote: Wait what? Throw Tipps in the lake? "No, Kettleburn. There will be no throwing anyone in the lake, thank you very much." Didn't he have enough of the lake last term anyway without intentionally tossing someone to it? Of course there was the fact that Tipps was his housemate and as Prefect/Headboy, he was like supposed to protect his housemates from harm or something like that . . . "Do you have a better suggestion for settling the boy down? Because I'm open to suggestions, but if cooling him off is the only way to chill him out, then that's what we should do. You wouldn't... turn me in, would you?" Copernicus gave Denton a grin that dared him to say yes. Quote: Originally Posted by Daffy.Potter Livvy just snorted and shook her head as she flicked her wand gently and levitated a pile into the bag and tied it up, setting it next to the bags that Perni had set down. *"Definitely not from Bunbury. Unless he had stolen it two months ago. Cam brought three* buckets of it onto the train," she said shuddering at the memory of just a few hours ago. "The entire compartment smelled just horrible," Livvy said, shaking her head. Where did thirteen-year-olds get this stuff anyway? Was there some sort of shoppe that sold mooncalf dung? Because that is just groooosss. Gahhhh... soooo... gross. Crossing her arms as she marched along the side of the Ravenclaw Table, Livvy continued on searching for any more Mooncalf dung that might've still been lying around. She didn't want to miss any and have a poor Ravenclaw accidentally sit on it. Or slip on it. Or fall face forward on it. IIIICCCKK. He shook his head in disdain. "Underclassmen, right? How would he even get moon calf dung, let alone enough to carry onto the train?" And WHY would he just bring it into the dining hall? GROSS. "I bet Bunz will be pleased to see it regardless of where it came from," Cope grinned at Livvy. Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana** "Hey, Cela! How've you been?" she asked, taking a nearby seat and turning to greet a few of Cela's friends. After a round of "hello's" and "how are you's," LouAnn turned back to Cela. "So Cela, Daphne tells me you two...," she started, but stopped when she heard loud yelling coming from one end of the table. What in Merlin's name was going on now? Since LouAnn had moved to the area, she'd quickly learned that series of odd and unusual events were actually quite common and occurred often. She supposed she'd get used to it one of these days. If she didn't move away first, that is. Well, now that had certainly been an experience. LouAnn would now always remember her very first day of Hogwarts as the day two boys slung mooncalf poo up and down the length of the Ravenclaw house table. Eww. Could they not have chosen something a little less...disgusting? Food, perhaps? After a while, LouAnn and several of the others had siphoned most of the poo off the table. It was being bagged for someone named Bunbury---whoever that was. This Bunbury person sure had unusual interests---poo? (It didn't occur to LouAnn that said person could be a Herbologist and interested in the usage of the poo.) Oh, so this Bunbury, the one who was about to receive bags of mooncalf poo, was a Botanist. Hmm, so giving her poo made perfect sense...LouAnn supposed. She still thought that stuff was pretty disgusting. "So who's Bunbury?" LouAnn finally asked, hearing mention the man---or woman---once again. Sure, Bunbury was a Botanist, but...did she work at the school or something? "Professor of Herbology," Copernicus told the girl. "So... 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