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SenoritaMaxie 
Gold blinked. But the professor had said buds ... oh well. The fifth year pouted a bit, then turned to her group.
"I guess we get to pluck out the leaves," she said, a little thoughtfully. She glanced at the tea plant as she spoke, then shook her head because, really, she couldn't believe she had heard the professor wrong, earlier. It was leaves, not buds. Not nice.
With a shrug of her fair shoulders, she turned her attention back to the plant. Then she begun to pluck out the tiniest, baby leaves she could spot. Hopefully, the others would join in.
Soon.
As the rest of her teamates begain to pick out the smallest leaves on the plant she decided to start picking some herself. She reached over and began to pluck tiny leaf after tiny bud off the plant that her teaates had not noticed. When she felt she had gotten all of them she had a a pretty good sized pile which she suspected they would use to make tea. FUN