Salander was thumbing the vial, brain still being sloooower than usual. He didnt realize he was staring that the bulb filled pus for the past twenty minutes until the Professor called out to the class. Lazily he got up and sauntered over drawling "Hey Prof... what spell do you use to get this to grow bigger?..." he asked waving the vial ".... and uh, what do you say to get it back down to the size it was before?"

Evan could hardly refrain from making a Fernando Torres goal happiness move when he was chosen to assist the girl. He also had a hard time with not smiling or looking relieved too. The girl was in pain after all, and it was never good. But he also couldn't ignore the fact that she'd just saved his life too. Maybe he could thank her some time later...

Smiling at the girl, he offered his hand. Now, once she was cured, he wouldn't have to return back to class, right? 'Cause she'd need some company and stuff... right?!

Emily took his hand and smiled at his sheer joy. She hadn't had much to do with the older Slytherins, and she was starting to regret that, um...right about now actually. Damn Evan was so HOT!!! nice for offering to help her. Yeah, she thought, im just greatful he's being nice. Yeah. Realising she was stareing, she began weaving through the desks to freedom, keeping a careful, but hopefully inconspicuous, hold on his hand.

Brielle loved the fact that she got Dodzon in a sweat, his swallowing was an audible gulp that Brielle's keen ears picked up from across the room.

She smiled seductively as Her Plant Man made his way across the room. She was still yet to bring up the issue of the First Task and the Plants that had got her eliminated from the Tournament.....for now anyway.

"You zeem to be a natural wiz ze mazzaging Profezzor Dodzon, you must 'ave 'ad plenty of practize." She muttered, softly allowing no one but him to hear. With his hands massaging the pustule, she went to place er hands on top of his, however a crash and a bang somewhere else in the Greenhouse stole his attention, stole her plant man.


Grrrrrr, Brielle was not happy!

Feeling certain that all the pus was out, Daisy moved onto the second pustule. Repeating the same process over while humming. Massage. Prick. Vial. Message. Extracting. Check for remaing puss. Done. She moved onto her third pustule and noted that their were only four. She began to message the pustule and waited The oozing part was the nastiest part of it all. Why would someone watch puss ooze, bleh. Then it wold start to smell, real bad, and finally you'd place it into a vial, like she was doing right now. she continued to massage it nice a throughly to make sure all the puss was extracted. So she began and lost herself in thoughts of snow.

The pus of the Bubotuber was going everywhere, Repeat EVERYWHERE!

It seemed Patroclus had milked this pustule a little too hard, as now the pus was gushing out in a torrent, it was a tap of pus!

"Oh......Oh........OH!" Patroclus muttered as he tried to direct as much as he could into the vial. But the small glass jar was not enough, the sticky goo spilled over the side and onto the boy's gloves.
With both hands tied up, Patroclus tried to look around for someone who would be able to quickly pass him another vial, the professor was too busy.


Help!

Having been working on the remaining pustules, Simon gradually filled his vials till all of them were complete. He moved to replant the bubotuber and once it was again safe in the dirt, his vials in his pocket, the Gryffindor was about to deposit them when he noticed a house mate in a little bit of a bind with his own plant project.

Simon quickly moved the few steps as he caught the younger boy's eye as he searched for help. Picking up one of the other Gryffindor's vials, he moved it into place beneath the other one to catch what was overflowing. "Here let me help."

Sapphinelle successfully did it. All the pustules were flat and limp, and she had a bunch of vials laid neatly next to her. She carefully planted the bubotuber back in the soil.

Wow, that was easy! She was lucky to have read everything on this subject, she was loving every class so far. Except....er.... Potions. "Perfect." she said as she slipped off her pink gloves, and checking to see if she had stained any of her clothes.

She noticed two boys near her, one was trying to help the other with an overflowing pustule. Uh-ohhhhh! She would help, but they would probably tell her to buzz off like anyone would to a first year. She tried anyways.
"Do you guys need any help over there? I've got extra vials..?" she said hopelessly. Like they would care. Nevertheless, she brought over three vials and put some of the overflow into one, and neatly placed it on the table.
"There you go! If you don't mind me helping." she said sheepishly. She was usually confident, but since they were all older then her.. would they just tell her to go away?

And now for the worst part, the squeezing of the pustule.

EWWWY EWWWY EWW EWW.

Yes, Jack was acting like a big girl and pulling faces every time his gloved fingers touched the giant zits, but how can you not be disgusted by them? They were giant and full of puss which made you feel dirty when squeezing them, because that what spotty teenagers did! And Jack may have been a teenager, but he was most certainly NOT spotty!

But he still didn't think spotty teenagers enjoyed this either.

So, without any more complaints, otherwise he would never get this done, Jack started squeezing gently the pustule he had put the hole in, and it started oozing. YUCK. He quickly grabbed the vial so that none of the puss would go on the table, and held it to the pustule. Disgusting, really.

It was sad to see a plant - yes, even a plant as disgusting as a bubotuber - in that sort of state, but Sage supposed the welfare of the students was far more important.

The poor thing looked beyond help and the Herbology professor set it carefully on his desk and watched as Evan accompanied Emily out of the classroom.


He kept an eye on the progress of the class.. well, maybe not on EVERYONE.. he seemed to pass everyone except Brielle who was making him incredibly nervous. Were all Beauxbaton's students that ... strange?

Luckily, he hadn't met the others.

He was about to give further instructions, when he spotted a Slytherin making his way over. "You mean to make the vial grow bigger?" He asked, head tilting to one side. "That would be a simple enlarging charm. Engorgio. And Reducio to set it back to size." This wasn't a Charms class though! "You can always use another vial if you fill that one up though."

On to the third pustule. Emmaleigh worked diligently, as she massaged and squeezed the little plant's growth. This one seemed to contain more pus than the other two had combined, so it took longer. But finally she was done with that one, "Were half-way done buddy, but I have to go get another vial first." She corked the one that had already been filled up, and went to the front of the class to retrieve another vial. When she returned, she started working on the fourth pustule.

Finally finishing up the third pustule Daisy sighed. It had taken two vials to fill catch all that pus. She moved on to her final and began a slow massage when ready she pricked it and kept massaging. They yellow-green fluids began leaking and she placed a new vial under it. The process seemed to be longer than the rest and she moved the first vial to get another. As that one began filling up she began to hum again. A third vial became necessary but it was only filled half way up. She placed all six and a half of them safely away from herself. She re-potted the plant and smiled,"Thank you very much for all your pus." It was weird to be thinking a plant for something like that but she did. "She through her hand up in the air and said, "Professor what am I supposed to do after I collected all the pus and re-potted the plant?"

To be quite honest Alice didn't really mind all the pus. Sure it wasn't the most pleasant thing in the world, but obviously it was something that had to be done. So Alice just carefully massaged the pimples...er...pustules before squeezing the pus out of them neatly into the vials. After about ten minutes or so she had five vials full of pus. Something about this was kind of soothing really...

Ohhhh, Destiny SEEN that look the Professor gave her. She didn't know what it was for, she was working on this pus harvesting. They all couldn't be pros at this kind of thing.. If it weren't for the wiggling plant in her hands, she would have jumped at the Professor a little, just to scare him. Although, she didn't really have to do anything to scare him. Hehehe. She could get Dodson to do her homework! Take her tests and carry her books!



She didn't think to scare him into harvesting this plant..oh well, she could do it herself.

With the plant unplanted now, Destiny could FINALLY move on to the next step, which was to..EWWW..massage the plants pustules. That was just gross, and if the thing squirted her..it was SO on! The plant would look twenty times worse than that squashed on up front.

Massage, massage, massage.

"Gross."

Oh, Marie was SO not happy that she had to stay behind and Evan got to leave the class. She was so going to kick him later for skipping out on him. For now though she would stick to glaring at the sick little man that was the professor.

*GLARE*

When not glaring at SLM (that would be Sick Little Man) she watched as Evelyn and Destiny dug the plant out of the dirt. And EWWWWWW! Destiny was actually massaging that thing. Well there still was no way Marie was going to touch that plant. She didn't care if she lost even more points. Nope, not gonna happen, not touching it.

However, she would be the one to POKE it with the stick. Cuz you know that wouldn't technically be touching it. Picking up the cocktail stick she waited for Destiny to get done playing with the plant.

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Originally Posted by Jack Mannequin

"Listen." he said in a quiet tone looking to her sincerely. "I only get red ears when I am embarrassed around a pretty girl." Eben explained thinking she would understand his meaning. After all, she wasn't bad looking, even for a blonde. "I'm working on growing my hair out though."

He watched carefully as she poked at the plant. "Good job Neptune." Eben said with a kind smile. "Now if you'd like, I'll go back to massaging and getting the pus out."

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Well in that case...

GIGGLE. Neptune hid half her of her face behind her pink gloves, gracing Eben with a mild blush of her own. CHARMER. With ears. Hmm. GIGGLE.

"You probably should. Professor Dodson wouldn't assign you to me, I'm sure, if you weren't simply the BEST." Neptune handed her stick back over and moved behind Eben. Human shield Eben. She clung to the back of his robes.

Since she wasn't particularly busy, she had a chance to gaze around at everyone else. "Eben. We are, by far, the best group." Like, for real. Giggle. She poked him just for good measure. "Professor D is sure to notice."

Patroclus feared he was about to be drowned in Bubotuber pus, and it was not going to the most pleasant way to die.

However it seemed someone had heard his pathetic mutters. A slightly older Gryffindor boy, one that Patroclus had seen with Josharound quite a bit, came to his rescue, "Wow. Thanks heaps" the younger lion smiled, slightly embrassased about his spewing Pustule, "It just wouldn't stop!"


Seeing another student offer assistance, Patroclus cheeks burned a prickly red, it seemed his fight with the plant had been rather obvious..........glll

"Thank you!" Patroclus called to the girl, as he snatched up his final vial and caught the last drops of the pus...from this pustule anyway, "They will come in handy for the next two!"
There was two more.....ewww!

That was the second time Mia had yelled in his ear. The first happened to be right after the first task when she had called for the Healer. It was almost the same now, except Professor Dodson was no Healer whatever her name is. Oh well, Nikolai didn't need to know her name.

But back to class.

The girl who fell on the plant would be fine, he knew that, and he also knew just how much pain she was in. Nik would have volunteered to escort the girl, but a young boy had beat him to it. It wasn't like he needed the class, but the boy did. Well, he wasn't going to go and chase the boy. He was probably halfway there by now. Besides, he'd rather stay and bother help Mia.

Standing up, he frowned towards the dead plant on the Professor's desk before moving back towards Mia. Hopefully she didn't try her new technique again. "So. Do you vant to try this again? Only this time vith the directions on the board?"

She wouldn't tell anyone but...

She actually loved to play in dirt. Of course, there had to be something on her hands first, such as gloves or something, but...just look at it! It was so fun to play in! Squishy, sticks and leaves scattered about, a nice color...

Teehee.

Right. She figured though, that the plant was loose enough and NOT planted anymore, that she could go onto the next step. The rather disgusting, next step. It wasn't as disgusting as the next step after this next step, but still. Next step = Not ever going to do again in her whole life.

Pffft to the step.

...

"Hey Destiny? Best friend in the world?" Hmm Marie was her friend too, but she wasn't massaging her bubotuber plant. Destiny was! Maybe she could multitask? Hmm? HMM!?

It looked as though everyone was eager to help the young girl up to the hospital wing. Mia probably should have offered but she had a vendetta against the bubotuber now. She was going to get it back for making her look like an idiot.

Mia followed his gaze towards the plant on the Professor's desk and she suppressed a smile. She could see that it really bothered him to see the mistreatment of a plant.

When he spoke, Mia couldn't help taking slight offense to his comment and she placed her hands on her hips and glared up at him. "I was following the directions for your information. I loosened the soil and then I started to massage it. But apparently it didn't like it."

Hmph. He thought he was so smart!

"Well if you're such an expert then you show me how it is supposed to be done."

What in the name of all things magical was Marie doing? She was supposed to be massaging this bubotuber plant, too. She was just standing there, and considering she had JUST lost five points, she wasn't doing anything to make them up. Oh well. Destiny supposed she could just massage a few more bubotubers and maybe make up for the lost points.

HAHA!

Yeah, right. She was not massaging anymore bubotubers than she had to. The plant was gross, and it was soooo wiggling beneath her fingers. "Hey Marie, you want to poke the thing and get the pus out?" You know, since she looked like she would enjoy poking the thing.

Besides, that part was more disgusting than the massaging.

Stinkier, too.

Sweet Merlin.

The only time Evelyn said Destiny and best friend in the world in the same sentence was when she wanted something. And she knew what that thing was. What was so hard about massaging a plant? It wasn't like it had teeth and stuff..right?

Well, if it did, Destiny didn't notice them. Perhaps she was just doing such a good job at massaging it, it didn't want to bite her! Ha! It would probably bite Marie, though. After she poked it.

"Does this have anything to do with massaging the bubotuber?"

Haha!

Nikolai had thought Mia said she was trying her own technique, which was the reason the bubotuber had shot out some pus? Her little hand on her hips just proved that she was trying to do it the right way and failed. Miserably. He refrained from laughing, even though it would have just gotten her angry and bothered. "Alright, alright." he said, holding up his hands up to stop her. All her babbling was going to draw attention to the fact that he was helping her.

Oh? To Nik, it seemed like Mia was doubting him and his Herbology skills. It was either that or she just wanted him to do this harvesting for her. He could understand, though. After being attacked by the pus once, she was afraid to try it again. An eyebrow raised before he took a step closer to the plant. "First, you do not have to use your vhole hand to massage the pustule. It is little." Placing his gloved thumbs on each side of a pustule, he glanced at Mia from the corner of his eye before the massaging started. With a few small circular motions, the pustule seemed to relax and the next step could be started.

Taking his thumbs off the plant, he took a step back to give Mia room. "Now it is your turn. Do you vant me to put a shield up for you?" Hehe.

Brittany was so Busy trying not to freak out, Break out in hideous welts, collect the yicky stuff all while trying to keep her lunch down she completely blocked out everyne in the room. Even em who was sitting right next to her. She finally came back to earth on her Last pustle. massage, massage ,massge, poke, collect. Now all she had to do was plant the critter back in the dirt and she would be done. She did that faster than anything she had done in the classroom all day. Yay she had finished the grueling tasks. Now she waited for the professor to say what was next and wished she had a nice hot shower

Er...

She had just realised that she had let on that she had not been trying out a new technique when she had landed on her behind. Lovely. Now she really looked like a total goof ball. Although she did smile when he backed down instead of laughing at her. Of course if she had known what he was thinking at that moment, Mia might have hit him over the head with the spade that was sitting on her table.

When he started to explain the process of what to do, Mia made sure to pay close attention to what he was doing. She did not need a repeat performance of having pus squirted at her and then hitting the floor unceremoniously.

Taking a deep breath when he stepped back, Mia threw him another glare. "No. I can manage." She said through gritted teeth.

Bloody smart aleck.

Just as he had done, Mia placed her thumbs on either side of the pustule and veeeery gently massaged it using slow circular motions. The bubotuber gave a slight little quiver and then sat perfectly still.

Sweet!

She had done it. Mia threw him a triumphant look before turning back to the next lot of instructions.



Right. Now she had to prick it. Mia picked up a cocktail stick only to fumble it and it fell back on the table.

She made a small frustrated noise in the back of her throat. "How am I supposed to hold that tiny little stick with these gloves on?" She whined turning back to look at Nik.

In other words.

Help!

Nikolai did not believe for one second that Mia could manage massaging this bubotuber. Yes, he was the one that showed her, but she liked to annoy him for some reason, so she could mess up on purpose. Or maybe she would mess up just so he would save her? She was a Hogwartian, and he did not understand them. "I vas only asking." he said, taking another small step back.

He had his hand ready anyway, just in case he did need to put a shield up.

But that was not necessary, Mia had done it! "Very good." he nodded, and now that he deemed it safe, he moved back towards the workstation. It was time for the fun part, the part where they got to extract the pus!

Fun!

Picking up one of the cocktail sticks, he leaned over the bubotuber plant and was just about to prick the pustule right in the middle when he noticed Mia fumbling with the cocktail stick. She couldn't hold it and now she was whining about it. "Mia." he said, shaking his head in amusement. Placing his own cocktail stick down, he bent over to dig in his bag and when he stood up, he handed her a sewing pin.

"Hold it by the mushroom part. I can make it bigger if you still can not hold it."