bwaha professor Saylen
 

Rhea turned around to swat at the rabbit who was starting to nibble on her scarf. Gaaaah!! Super flail she had to fix him naaaaao before he complete drove her crazy. And more hopping and dancing. She sighed. Hopefully Professor Saylen would be able to help her or she was soooooo going to leave him in the forbidden forest to fend for himself. Last resort of course.

The door opened and she saw Professor Saylen, her saviour hopefully? Meh. And oh no, the professor wasn't looking all that thrilled at all. She couldn't turn back though. She needed help with this bunny..er..thing. When the professor asked what happened she did a mini flail." I donno.. she whined." I was trying to turn him brown and now he's huuuge and dances and he's a stalker bunny! He won't leave me alone.">.> She pouted.

*cough*

Uhhmm, weeeeell... "Well, Cass hasn't taken Care of Magical Creatures before and she was wondering what it was like." See, there. Tada.

And Lani? Well... she was just showing the girl the castle and such. See? She could be a good mentor. Mmhmm. Leilani was the awesomest mentor ever. Yup, deffinitely.

Cass smiled up at Lani, then turned the smile towards her professor "Yes. and I would also like to offer my help if you ever needed it professor. I haven't take a single Care for Magical Creatures class before, but I am really interested in learning about them."

Oh, great. It seemed the girl had no idea why she had been dragged here. Or, Maya presumed she had been dragged by the older student. Rolling of the eyes.

But yes, Leilani seemed to know more, though. "Ah, I see." Well, Maya understood, but they were completely in the wrong place. "But, I'm sure as you can see, this is not a Care of Magical Creatures lesson nor the place where I keep magical creatures." Because that is what they were looking for, no?

The Mexicana raised an eyebrow at the younger girl. She didn't have any experience at all and she wanted to help. With what...staring at the creatures? Bah. "That is...good...for you. But, let us talk again when you have more knowledge of what you'll be helping with. Yes?"

"My cottage does not keep any animals...if you would like to see some, I suggest you go to the Animal Collective or the Abraxan Stables, or the Nursery." Well? What was it going to be? "Miss Rhode, I assume you could give her a tour?"

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:whaa:

Oh, no this was not good at all. AT ALL. "Señorita," hands on hips, "Wait...what do you mean stalker bunny?" Was she pulling her LEG? "And it dances?" Hm, curious. Err. Squinting, the Mexicana regarded this young childe and...her creation. But, nevermind the stalking part - however creepy it sounded it wasn't as important as how HUGE the creature was now. She shook her head as if to clear it and spoke again. "What spell did you use, hm? Or do you not know that either?" Hmpf. Who had taught Rhea to use it anyways??

Rhea stepped back as the Professor started speaking. She didn't want to be on the receiving end of her wrath or something. That would most certainly be bad. What did she mean by what she meant by stalker bunny???! It stalked youuuuuuu, thats what it did and heck yeah it danced, it even danced with a younger puff in the common room.

"When I say stalker bunny, I mean it actually follows me around and stuff and when I try to hide from it,it totally just...pops up." She turned to look at the thing that started hopping again. Yep she was in trouble.

"Yeah, he...it...whatever it is,dances all the time."

She looked at the professor all affronted like..whaaaaat. Of course she knew what spell she used....or so she thought anyways. But now she just couldn't remember. She mumbled a bunch of nothing to make it sound as if she did remember what spell she used.
"...And then I swished and now he's like that!" She pointed to the thing." And the reducto spell won't work."

Aaaaaand... Well she was no help at all.

"Of course Proffesor." Lani gave her a polite nod in agreement* before backing out slowly to show the girl the stables.

She slipped her shoes on outside the door and smiled once again. "Well, thank you for your help Proffesor." Psh. What help? And motioned for Cass to follow her.

Well at least now she could think of some things to tell the girl. Basic stuff. Like the format to put your homework in and what-not. See? Good mentor. :yes:

* note: teach Cass how to be polite around teachers even though you really want to hit them

Cass followed Leilani out of the door, then she turned her head back towards the professor and said "Good Bye Professor."

*pretend this isn't happening ;)*
 

Mwahahaha!

This was it. Payback time.

It was supposed to be sweet, no? Like revenge? Then why was he feeling like backing out all of the sudden? Like this was no one's fault, therefore, no one needed to pay?

Treyen shook his head, it hadn't been his idea...entirely. So, yeah. But he'd named the place.

He was a good boy, he didn't know why he was here. Or...was he really a good boy? :shifty:

Waiting for Simon, yes. He'll wait for Simon.

Simon had been very careful bringing the thing down, he was glad that Treyen had suggested the place, he smiled when he saw Treyen and ran upto him. "Sorry if I'm late." Simon sighed as he looked at the older boy, he waited for Treyen too say what they were doing next.

Ah! There he was!

Treyen got even more nervous as he noticed Simon bringing down the package. He should ask him, though, when this is all over, how did he get the dungbombs inside the Castle. Perhaps Fletcher would like to know that as well, unless he's already found a way.

"No, you're not late...I...am early" but there was no way of knowing that, because the only clock he could see (and he was not seeing it) was the one inside Saylen's Cottage, he didn't carry a watch, ever. How did he managed to be in time for classes? Well, he followed people around. Easy.

"Now" he was speaking as low as possible, almost whispering, he didn't want to be heard, "How many did you bring?" he asked, because, well, that was the most important question, and then, "We could place one between those windows..." he started to say, pointing at one little window and a big one, "...and then one on the other side" and then BOOM, run for their lives!

Simon looked at Treyen. "I brought three." Simon said as he pasted them too him, suddenly he heard them going off, Simon was almost in a fit of laughter when he ran off after Treyen, he had chucked one himself that landed with a boom.

Simon looked at Treyen and smiled. "I think we had best get out of here." Simon was running for his life now, he was wondering if Treyen was going to ask any questions because it sure looked like he was.

ohhh...mayaaa...
 

Three. How perfect! They could even save one for later.

And right when Treyen was going to explain Simon where to put the bombs and how they'll be proceeding into this...his eyes widened.

What?!

They were already being set off. BOOM?! They needed to run. That was an understatement. If Saylen was to find him outside then he was DOOMED, you hear? DOOMED.

If he'd been nervous before then he was now on the verge of a nervous breakdown. The good Huffie boy couldn't run, thankfully he never touched a single dungbomb, no one could blame him, he was saved.

Dull stare. Oh, that was it? Exellent.
"Good day, Miss Rhode. Hope it goes well." And no one gets bitten by a creature. Poor creatures.
"Good bye, to you too, Miss Prewett." She nodded at the young girls and hoped they wouldn't go cause any trouble. If they did, they would be helping Maya take care of the goat poo.

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Maya's face turned from anger to a sort of creeped-out kind of look. Stalkers, in whatever form, were indeed creepy. Well, she did not want a stalker bunny in her home. And it danced. Errr. "I...see." :blink: They should probably help the creature before it developed some other abnormal qualities. If it started to talk... Shudder.

...

What?
Maya threw her hands infront of her, palms up, in a most quizzical gesture, wondering what the tortillas the girl had said. "Wait, what happened before you swished??" Squint. But the true shock and horror came when the girl admitted to "Reducto?? Merlin's pants, Miss Bellaire - are you trying to make him explode??" Oh, she was NOT going to have stalker-dance-rabbit-goo all over her home.

This called for...something! "Allright, just...hand the creature over." Transfiguration...oh how I despise you. Maybe she should go talk to Mr Kingsley afterwards. And make sure the young girl repeats her year.

OOC: I assumed it was the Reducto spell that blew things up...but if it isn't (cus you might've been taught something else in class and whatnot) do let me know! xD

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Sniff.

Sniff sniff.

What the feces...

Okay. It smelled like poo in here. But it wasn't coming from inside her cottage, nuh-huh, because her cottage was as clean as it could be. She'd clean up whatever dirtyness the children left. Maya stood up from her couch and walked over to her boots, picked them up, gave them a sniff and squinted. "Not the same smell..." And the smell was getting stronger and stronger... it smelled more when she got closer to the door. Or was it coming from the window? Well, either way, it was coming from outside.

Putting her boots back on, Maya threw the door open and glared outside.

Who was HANDLING POO!?

Simon saw that Treyen wasn't running so he decided he wasn't going to run either, Simon smiled at Treyen. "Hello Professor and how are you today?" Simon smiled as he looked at Treyen wondering what he was going to say. "So Professor what you doing?"

The professor seemed to be just as at a loss as to what happened as she was, but it so totally wasn't her fault. She was sticking with that. Well at least she wasn't called stupid and thrown out of the woman's cottage or anything. That would have been even more embarrassing than the giant bunny she had accidentally created.

What did she mean what happened before the swish? What happened was a lot of mispronounced spells,hence the incredibly large bunny behind her. But she couldn't tell that to the professor could she? Nope." I...I don't know..liiieeeeesssss. Her eyes opened along with the rofessor's. Noooooo, that's not what she was suppose to say. She wasn't trying to blow up the poor bunny, she was trying to shrink him. Not reducto! Reducio! *facepalm*" I meant reducio" she looked down at her feet totally embarrassed.

Hand him over?!! But but but.. Ok so she really ought to let him go he was only causing stares and problems having him around anyways. Siiiiiiigh, but first." Professor, what are you going to do with him?"

Oh my Gilderoy!

This was it. This is how he was going to die! Surely it couldn't be a nice experience but the smell didn't make it any better, and he knew no spells that wouldn't compromise his nose.

He heard the door opening, very slowly or very fast, he couldn't tell, but all he knew was that it was too late to run. The boy stood up, and place almost all of his sleeve up to his nose. He didn't want to smell that, though, he may need a bath after this.

Tsk. Simon! You were supposed to run! Or at least keep quiet! There was no way of turning oneself invisible now, because the boy had spoken. Greeeeat!

Treyen...didn't comment.

She didn't know... Well, Maya supposed as much - or else the girl would've known how NOT to transform a small fluffy bunny into a monstrosity. Heh. "Allright. I believe you. Or else this," Maya gestured at the creature, "Wouldn't have happened." Yes, it might've sounded harsh...but Maya soooooo didn't like transfiguration. Did she already say?

Oh okay, reducio sounded much better, yes. Still didn't help the Professors sour face to vanish. And what was she going to do? Hm. "Turn him back, ofcourse." Duuuuuuuuh. "But, you will be helping." That was not a question. Actually, "Wait, hold onto him for a while longer, I need you to keep him still. Why don't you...sit on him or something while I get my things from the cottage." With a sigh, Maya turned around, leaving the girl and Giant!Bunny alone for a moment as she got her things.

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As she scanned the area, her eyes fell on a boy. And not just any boy. It was...the Lockhart boy. Oh, for sure there was narrowing of her eyes at this one. What was he doing there and why...was he standing. all. oddly.

Someone spoke and Maya's squinting fell on the other boy. And he seemed in a very questioning mood. Ignoring him, she looked back at Treyen, eyeing him as if trying to make her x-ray vision work. And then back to Simon. "You two." Stomp stomp stomp. Her sturdy black boots carried her towards the two boys. She bent down a little and sniffed. They smelled like POO.

Mind you, it smelled like poo all over the place. But Maya could distinguish poo's from other poo's by now.

"Show me. Your hands. Now." If they had handled poo, their hands would supply her with proof. Specially if they played around with it. Like monkeys. Oh, and also because dungboms left traces on people's hands. :evil:

Simon looked at the Professor, if she wanted to see his hand then she could see them, Simon quickly put his hand out for a split second then he quickly put them back down by his side. "There we go Professor, Is that all now?" Simon asked he decided that he didn't like this Professor very much all he had done was come and see her and see how she was.

If looks could kill...

...Treyen would be beyond those six feet under that people talk about.

What to do? What to do? He avoided landing his eyes on Saylen's, because that would probably give him away. Instead, he focused on her boots, and the way they were coming closer, closer, closer. Death.

Or not.

Eyes up. But his right hand was the one holding the sleeve, hiding most of his face, by the way. And...the hands. HA! He didn't touch the dungbombs, but...oooh, Simon did? Treyen couldn't remember, his mind was blank, in case Saylen was a genius in Legilimency. "Good day, Professor Saylen" he said, extending his left hand and waving at her. The right hand, well, was still holding the sleeve. "Are you going to read our palms today?" Professor Reynolds would love that, certainly.

Though, it could be good to use Divination now, it seemed death was not happening today, but he had no idea what could.

Nervous, Treyen was nervous. Yes.

Simon looked at Treyen and laughed, he was enjoying this. "Professor what's that smell?" Simon asked, he decided that he had better show the Professor his hand, making sure to use the one that he never throw the Dungbomb out of he put it straight up so the Professor could see it. "I had no idea you were a fortune teller." Simon smiled, "So is anything exciting going to happen to me?" Simon looked at Treyen wondering what he was thinking.

This...boy was quite annoying. Yes, Maya did not approve. She regarded Simon, all the while thinking of how suspicious it was that he showed her his hands so quickly. And, his tone of voice made the Professor's sneer appear a little.

Good day? See, that was suspicious too. And what was up with that left handed wave? Did Treyen not hear her say to show her both hands?

Oh the smell. "Smell? What smell?" Hm? Oh! "Oh you must mean that Dungbomb smell? Yes, it is awfully... odd that it suddenly appeared, specially when the animals are further away." And no, the wind hadn't carried it over to her cottage. It hadn't done so during this whole term. "It is quite a pity that you should visit me with a foul smell like this in the air." Oh sarcasm, how we love thee.

Anything exciting... "Well..." Maya's expression, along with her voice, softened. "Exciting? We shall see about that." Yes yes. As exciting as this poo'd day could be. But, back to seriousness, "Now, I'm only going to say this once... without taking points from you. Show me your hands. BOTH of them. And do not move them until I say you can." Yo dig? Squint.

What?! Treyen's eyes widened when Simon spoke about the smell. How could he dooooo so?! Oh my Gilderoy, he wanted to face palm the boy.

But that was not the worst, noooo, the worst part was that Saylen wasn't even saying a single word. Not one. How rude. He'd said 'Good day', the polite thing to do was say it back. Tsk.

Eyes widened even more (though, he shouldn't do that) when she said 'Dungbomb', how did she know? Treyen didn't comment, and Simon shouldn't either, especially since he was the one that brought the subject up. Silly boy, he'll talk to him after this was over. If it was ever over, and they were both out of it alive, of course.

His expression turned to a shock one, and his right hand was no longer holding the sleeve, "Taking points? What for?!" Treyen exclaimed, he shouldn't have done either, "I mean, we were just walking...I mean, I was just walking..." yeah, real smooth, "...because I was on my way to tell you what I found out about Nifflers" that was half true, he'd already found out about that, but he wasn't coming her way to tell her that, or talk at all.

"And why our hands, Professor?" he asked, ever so softly, but he did put BOTH hands in the air, for her to see...his clean, very clean hands...except...he was failing to notice a tiny little spot on his right hand.

Simon looked at the Professor. "I was just coming to see you and ask when the next class would be." Simon sighed, he was scared when the Professor said about dungbombs, how did she know what was going on.

"Professor why do you need to see my hands?" Simon asked in a small whisper he was getting scared, maybe he should have just run for it but he didn't want to leave poor Treyen behind to take the blaim. Simon looked at the Professor and was looking straight at her and then he put both his hands out. "There we go, Professor there is nothing there." though he knew that it was a lie he had been dealing with the dungbomb.

sit on him O.o
 

Did the professor just instruct her to sit on the bunny?! He would throw her off him before she had time to blink. Oh dear, but sit on him she would, or at least climb on him and try to hold him in place. So she started climbing on the back of the bunny who took that as his cue to start hopping. Ooooooh dear, she felt like she was on one of those muggle muse park rides. She wanted off noooooow! But she held on for dear life. She needed to hold him still or she had a feeling Professor Saylen would not be very pleased with her. She already wasn't. More flailing around on the back of the bunny. That was until she managed to grab hold of both his ears and pulled back on them as if they were reins causing her and the bunny to topple over backwards.

Ouch.

She was sure that would leave a bruise. Oh well at least now she was sitting on top of the bunny. Wait a minute. What was she doing?? She got off the bunny who started hopping around wildly then pointed her wand at him.
"Petrificus totalus!" and yes bunny fell to the ground temporarily paralysed. Phew.

Haha xD Oh, you guys...
 

Maya was quite unaware of Rhea's little...plan, but walking back to the girl and freak bunny, she did catch how the Petrificus spell was successfully cast. Calm bunny. That was good.
"Glad to see your wand work is not completely disastrous." The Mexicana's dry comment announced she was back. "Now, I will be giving him something to keep him calm...Incase the spell wears off quickly." And if Maya could bet it would...

In her hand was a vial, with a bright blue liquid that seemed to float ontop of a red one. It looked as if it was some sort of water and oil. She shook the vial to make the two liquids blend. Allright. "Hold him down, he might wake up any minute." And with that, she crouched down and let a drop of the liquid fall into the bunny's ears.

And now, to swing her wand around.
Little sparks of blue and red floated off her wand, and little by little the bunny shrunk. Hopefully it was going back to it's normal size quickly.

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The corner of her lips twitched a bit when the point-taking threat was understood. Maya's expression changed somewhat to a understanding one, full with nods, as Treyen explained he was just walking and Niffler fact-sharing. But she turned serious quite quickly again.

And ignoring of his question, ofcourse.

"If you wish to know the next class, you should read the announcement board." Like, why bother her with such things. Couldn't he read?


She didn't want to touch their stinky hands (hehe), so Maya simply bent a bit closer to them and inspected every inch. There didn't seem to be anything on Treyen's hands. They stank - but so did the area around her cottage...exept there was the tiniest of spot that looked like dirt. He might've been playing around with soil - but something told her this situation was odd.

Simon, on the other hand...they were dirtier than the underside of her boots. And they trampled goat poo every day. And a some other poo's aswell. "Tell me, Mister Simpson and Mister Lockhart - do you like to work with plants?" Hmmmm? Soil or dungbomb?

But the Mexicana considered hersef an expert in animal poo. Dungbombs were definitely no stranger to her. :evil: