CoMC Lesson #3 - Muggle Creature Resources
 

Todays lesson will be held at the Animal Collective (Link just for informative purposes, lesson will be held here), where all the 'muggle' animals are roaming free inside the enclosure, waiting for their food and for you kids to come visit them.

Well, today, you will.

Herbert the goat is chewing on his straws, as you can see them sticking out of his mouth, and is clearly staring at you all when you choose to arrive at his grassy home. The bunnies and the pigs are scuttling around, trying not to annoy the chickens and the roosters while they try to keep their chicks in check.

Maya is standing in the middle of it all, petting Nelson the cute cow, a bucket in her other hand, full with apple slices and carrots. And, ofcourse, waiting for you all to arrive.

Please, come inside the enclosure - just close the small door behind you - and wait for the lesson to start. There are some makeshift log 'chairs' for you to sit on. Be sure you don't have any sugar in your pockets, or your actual pockets might get chewed off by...some animals around you. Hehe.

Oh, and hopefully you didn't put on your most expensive clothes on for today. If anyone's wearing innapropriate shoes, Maya will make you walk around in your socks. Yes.


OOC: The lesson will begin sooooon. Feel free to chat with your classmates, but don't overdo it. Maya will throw carrots at you if you misbehave.
Points will be awarded for creativity and participation. No need to stress when answering a question.

The animals are not monsters - No gruesome injuries will be allowed. The creatures will could sniff you, approach you, and maybe softly nibble on your fingers - but please no RPing that they bit your finger off.

Please respect your fellow classmates and don't do anything that could disrupt their experience in this class.

The last creatures lesson for the term. Arya was soooo there, and dressed appropriately of course. In jean overalls and a Hufflepuff tee shirt, the girl skipped to the animal collective and slipped inside, carefully closing the door behind her. "Hey, Professor Saylen."

She wiggled her fingers at the woman before moving further into the enclosure, towards the animals of course. The best thing about being the first student to the lesson was that SHE got to pick out which animal she wanted to cuddle before they got to work. hehe.

Letting herself become surrounded by the cuddly creatures, she squatted down and crossed her legs, scooping a bunny up. Did she have to sit on the chairs? Could she stay where she was surrounded by the animals? Arya decided to wait for the professor's opinion while snuggling the cute creatures.

omnomnomnom
 

GAAAAAASSSPPPP.

Care of Magical Creatures. Oh so magical.

Cam was awaiting for his first CoMC class since his loooong, loooooooong years from Hogwarts. This class was different. It wasn't confusing like Ancient Runes or Divination. THIS WAS HIS SPECIALTY! He hopped and skipped (walking barefoot of course because he was ONE WITH NATURE), to the Animal Collective... a place he didn't remember before. Hmmmm. So many new teachers. He never met the professor to this class before, but he just did. Right now. Totally.

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAASPPP x2.

She looked sooooo... what was the right word to describe her... exotic? There was that natural vibe that went on to Cam. He praised this professor's natural-lookingness, because she did like freaking Mother Nature herself. It must have been awkward because he just stood there, staring at her. OBSERVING her. STUUUUDYING her. "H--HELLOOO Professor..." bleh he didn't know her name. To compensate, he knelt down on to the ground and then bowed before her majesty.

And then a stray chicken started plucking his head.

So he crawled, like a worm, embracing the earth, to the log chairs and sat down... ooobseeerving the professor. STUDYING her.

Luin walked into the class, and looked around. A few other students had already arrived. She looked over to where the professor was and waved slightly, "Hello Professor." she then walked over to the logs and sat down on one, putting her hands in her lap as she watched the animals. She had never really lived with animals so she wasn't certain how she was with them. They sure looked cute though.

Emily wandered across the grounds until she came to a stop at the Animal Collective.
"Hi Porfessor Saylen", she said smiling as she took a seat.

Now she understood why they needed to wear something they didn't mind getting dirty. Emily had worn knee high black boots- charmed with a dirt-repelling-spell, so they would stay clean at least. Then she wore faded navy blue jeans and a black singlet underneath a long sleaved grey cardigan.

The Animal Collective was amazing, Emily already had her eye one the little goat and the adorable ducks!

Ellie had arrived for the lesson many minutes ago. She had no intention of being first, or close to first, though, so she was dawdling idly half-hiding from Saylen's view.

As she counted how many students had come already, she decided now was a good time. She'd be seventh. Magic number seven. So no bad could come to that, right?

She walked into the collective and sat on a log kinda in the middle. The middle was always inconspicuous. Not too close to witness more tail severings, not too far back to look sketchy. The middle was good.

After taking a seat, she held her hand out so the nearest goat could come up to her so she could pet it. Goats were AWESOME.

First thing that came to Treyen's mind was: Care of MAGICAL Creatures. So, he was hoping that that goat had a third eye or something.

And, no, he didn't want to come, but he had no other choice, right?

"Sup, Profesor." And a nod. And a smirk. Yeah, because Professor Saylen was cool, no? Haha, probably not, but maybe he wanted to see how she reacted to the greeting OR if her squinting will appear. Though, she was kind of squinting already, seriously.

"Is Mr. Stryker coming again today?" he asked, taking a seat into a log near the center. The man had to come, after all, how could he get acquainted with teaching if he didn't take part in the class he could teach? Not that Treyen knew something. He just...preferred a couple things.

With Stryker in Saylen's place, then taking Aslan with him was certain.

Nika made her way to the CoMC class. She skipped over to her professor and smiled. "Hiya Professor!"She looked around and noticed all of the animals around. "Aww Professor they are all sooo cute!" Nika loved animals and the bunnies were just so adorable. "Can I pick it up?" Nika pointed to a little bunny near her.

Kurumi rushed into the Animal Collective and immediately found the fluffy white rabbit that she had played with when she had last come here with Selina. "Hello you," she smiled scooping it up in her arms. She then found a chair and considered sitting down it it, but instead decided to remain standing as she rocked the bunny back and forth in her arms.

"Good day, Professor Saylen," Kurumi chirped.

Dragging Evelyn was hard work.

It was starting to get hotter outside and any type of exercise made Destiny extremely tired. But, her friend NEEDED to get herself to class and what kind of friend would she be if she didn't help get her there? A horrible one, that's for sure. Especially with OWL's coming up, Evelyn needed to attend as many classes as possible.

Plus, this would be paybacks for all the times she had forced her to study.

So, clinging onto Evelyn's hand for dear life, Destiny pulled and pulled, finally making it to the place where class was to be held. Quickly opening the fence, she gave one last tug on her friend's hand, making sure the Professor saw her before she let go. HA! She was spotted so she couldn't run away now! Closing the fence behind her, she scooped up one of her brethren chickens and tucked it under her arm. "Hello, Professor!" she greeted, taking a seat on one of the loggy chair things.

Uncomfortable loggy chair things.

Oh look! She was sitting close to Raccoon Girl. Maybe Professor Saylen will conjure the girl up a straw hat to go with those overalls of hers.

Nuuuuuu!

Having read the announcement for this particular lesson, Evelyn really, really really would have rather have stayed in bed for the rest of the day and rest her mind. Besides, she didn't really feel up to working with animals today. Especially not to clean or feed them. That was WORK.

However, she let Destiny draaag her down to the lesson anyway, not feeling like fighting he anyways at the moment. Yet she DID make it quite difficult to do; meaning she dug her feet into the ground a few good times on the way down to the animal enclosure. And the smell...the smell was awful. Sighing DRAMATICALLY as Destiny finally let her go, she stared at the girl with a bored expression when she picked up the chicken before turning her attention to the Professor. "H'lo Professor Saylen." she muttered, crossing her arms.

Meh.

The reason Mia had never bothered to come down to this little sanctuary was because she had seen all these animals before. Heck, she had even slept in the same place as them. This was how they survived back in the commune.

So she wasn't particularly thrilled to note that today's lesson was going to be here. Dressed in jeans, flannel shirt and boots, Mia approached the enclosure and instead of opening the gate, she decided to climb up the railing and sit on top of it, swinging her legs back and forth. Well at least this way, she didn't tread on anything.

And the ducks couldn't attack her.

Ducks were crazy.

Almost as an aferthought, Mia looked for Saylen. "Hey Professor." She called out giving her a small wave.

"Hi professor!" K-Lee said brightly, walking to a log seat. This place looked messy. She was glad she had worn her older uniform, having learnt from previous classes that CoMC can be a dirty class.

She loved animals, but merlin this place stunk. The animals were so adorable. K-Lee grinned at the goat. She loved goats.

Cedric paved his way toward the CoMC area and was glad to see many students had arrived already. Well, that just meant the lesson would end soon and he could get some highly desired rest, which, you know, was very rare these days since days to go and it would be NEWTs. Yes, they Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests. Sounds exhausting, no?

He looked around the place, immediately recognizing the shmexy professor. "Professor Saylen! Good day!" You see, he was a bit cheery, even though his mind was in constant agony due to constant studying and reviewing. He was cheery since it's CoMC lesson again! And CoMC lessons had earned the reputation as one of the 'funnest classes'.

Cedric decided to sit near this boy, a somewhat familiar boy, whom he couldn't really tell who. "Hey bud," he greeted, out of instinct, without even looking at the boy 'cause his eyes seemed permanently fixed toward the oddly gorgeous professor and the other students.

Ah, first student. "Good day, Miss Lovegoods." Maya gave her a smile and watched her schoop up the bunny. Heh, if the girl wanted to sit on the ground with whatever poop was left there, then she could - aslong as she was close enough to hear her. Hehehe.

She had just fed Nelson a carrot when she did a double take.
Noticing the bare feet, her eyes followed him all the way up to his very...curious looking face, scanning his appearance. And he was staring at her.

...so Maya stared back. And then she squinted at the boy, but soon he spoke and...

What.

"Hello, Mister Karsten." She...couldn't...look away as he headed for the logs. It was just so... Stop staring.

"Good day, Miss James." the Mexicana also gave her a smile. See, she was all smiles today. Hehe.

"Hello there Miss Celebrindal." Maya returned her wave as best she could while holding the bucket.

With a nod a and a small smile, she greeted the girl. "Hello, Miss Browne."

That young man was dress appropriately. Good. "Good day to you, Mister James."

I see you. Oh, she wasn't going to say hello, was she now? PFffft. "Good day, Miss Stone." Hah!

"Hello to you, Miss Greenwell." Aaaaaand some smiling at the girl. Yes yes.

Oh. Him again. Hehe.
Sup? Was that a greeting? Maya raised an eyebrow but figured it probably was since these kids were odd like that. "Good day, Mister Lockhart."

This boy...really liked the Groundskeeper. Well, who knew, his wishes might come true. "I don't know, Mister Lockhart." She answered, sounding bored, "He might. He might not." You can be 'sup'. Hehe.

Returning the girl's smile, Maya watched as she bounced towards her. "Good day, Miss Adler." Yes, very cute animals, "Sure, go ahead." Just don't drop it. Hehe.

And there she was. Why was she standing, though? "Hello Miss Hollingberry." Yeah, you'd better not drop the bunny either.

Ah, the girls are here. "Good day, Miss Shepard, Miss Flores." Maya smirked and nodded at them both. Tehe. And Destiny picked up a chicken. Exellent.

Hearing someone call, Maya looked at the kids already sitting down before her, before realising the student was sitting on the fence. "Hello, Miss Gibbins."

Cheerful person! "Good day to you, Miss Spinks." Maya smiled briefly and nodded once.

More happy people! And she was dressed appropriately too. "Hello there, Miss Soler."

"Hello there, Mister Leone." Maya smiled, for a second wondering if he'd put on his batman glasses. Snort. How odd would that be?



But yes, time to start. These animals were busy beings. "Welcome to the last lesson of the term." Aw. "There's been alot of muggle discussions this term..." which has been somewhat...odd. "And today will be no different." Because some old fart said it had to be so. "For those of you who have not been here before, this is the Animal Collective. These creatures around you have no magical powers - although that does not make them any less special." Understood? Maya almost squinted at this.

"So, to start, who can tell me what animal Miss Shepard is holding?" Hehe. With an accompanying stare by not only Herbert the goat, but also Nelson the cow, Maya waited for the answers.

Oh. "And Miss Shepard, raise it up so everyone can see. Higher. Like above your head." If she could. Hehe. "Miss Shepard, can you describe, the creature you're holding, for us please?" Yes, because it was important for people to get those details.


OOC: Again, please only answer what Maya is asking, don't go too far ahead with the lesson, or else there wont be any questions left to ask *sadface* =p

Your character doesn't know what a chicken is? Have them say it's a whatevertheywant. Go ahead, crazy answers are welcome.

Why did Destiny have to pick that thing up? With her bare hands too! It was probably extremely dirty.

At least it wasn't like that chicken in Transfiguration class the term before. The one that stared at her. With those beady little eyes. Just staring. It totally had some mental problems or something.

Raising a brow at the Professor's question, wondering just who in this room didn't know what a chicken was, the Slytherin was about to raise her hand when...well...hehe, Destiny had to describe it. She wanted to hear thaaat! Quick! Blurt out the answer! "A chicken."

Obviously.

Good thing Destiny had picked up a nice, well behaved chicken. The thing had yet to peck at her and it shouldn't have anyway. It was her brethren! You don't go around pecking your brothers. At least..she never did..and sometimes hers deserved it!

Sitting on the log, she placed the chicken on her lap while giving the evil eye to Arya. She hoped that rabbit bit the girl, just like she was bitten in Transfiguration. But, she couldn't stare or hope much longer for the Professor had started the lesson and..

..WHAT!?

People had to..look at her!? Look at her holding the chicken!?

AWESOME!

A large grin crossing her face, Destiny glanced around at EVERYONE before moving the chicken from her lap and holding it above her head. "You better not poo on me, chicken. Or lay an egg." But apparently the chicken had other ideas than pooing and egg laying. The higher she held it, the more wildly it flapped it's wings and it was getting more difficult to hold.

GAH!

How long did she have to hold the thing? More importantly, how long before she fell backwards off the log? "It's an creature that doesn't like to be held above my head!!"

Obviously.

Well that was a very easy question and before Mia could even raise her hand, Evelyn had already answered it.

She almost fell off the fence though when Destiny held the chicken up and it started flapping its wildly. What would be even funnier would be if it did a nice big poo on her.

Raising her hand in the air while chuckling at the sight of the chicken, Mia gave her answer. "That would be what you call a Light Sussex chicken. They are popular in backyards because they are good foragers."

Eh she could go on but knew that wouldn't be fair to everyone else so she put her hand back down and warily eyed a black duck that was waddling its way over to her.

Bloody ducks.

Kurumi watched at the chicken thrashed around above the girl's head. Well, she did have a point. It did not like being held so high up in the air. Chickens weren't very good at flying as she had observed when she went to visit her grandparents' farm during each summer for a few weeks. They were mainly rice farmers, but they did have a few chickens running around.

"To add to," Cookie!Hater! "...the answer already given. I believe that is a Sussex chicken. The breed originated in England. My grandparents had one on their farm. Also, based on the coloring and the fact that it doesn't have...lots of red dangly things, that it is a hen and not a rooster."

Trust Destiny to pick up a chicken!

Aww, it was why he loved liked her so much!

But it was not just a Usual chicken "Profesor!" he called out in Spanish, he knew it, Smexy knew it, why shouldn't they use it, "Its the Muma of the Basilisk!"

Aiy Aiy Aye, Evil Pollo!

¡dios mío!!!! Run Children run!

Emily looked at the bird which was being held up by the Slytherin....
a chicken... yes it was a chicken, no doubt it would be a very tasty chicken.

Mmmm... chicken.
Shaking her head Emily shoved the thoughts of roast chicken and terriyaki chicken and scallopini out of her mind...

She raised her hand, "Professor... thats a chicken," she said bluntly. Then thinking she should be more Ravenclaw-esque she elaborated on her answer. "To be more prescise it's a light Sussex chicken. Many muggles keep these in their backyards, they're easy to keep because they feed off grass."

Ah, so the young girl like the attention. Maya would need to remember that aswell. As the chicken rose higher up, a smile threatened to ruin the Mexicana's relaxed expression. Go chicken, go!

"Good observation skills." Yeah. "Anything else you can tell me about the chicken?" Hm? How about "What good resources can you get from a chicken, Miss Shepard?"

"Correct you are, Miss Flores." First to answer...Maya needed to remember that. Hehe.

"Mhm. Thankyou for giving us a precise name. You are also correct." Nod nod.

Oh oh oh, Maya hoped the duck would befriend the young Hufflepuff. Hehehehehe.

Ah, details. "Thankyou...for the details. And si, you are right."

What.

Blinking once, Maya stared at the young girl as she just walked by and went to converse with the sheep. Nevermind that she was ignoring the lesson, she was late aswell. "Excuse you." Like, "Leave whatever it is you are carrying over there and take a seat, Miss Woods. Forty-seven points from Slytherin for lateness." She arched an eyebrow and waited for the girl to move.

Spanish. Heh. "Si?" Oh it was the Gryffindor Prefect.

And he had a point. "Si, you are somewhat right, Mister Hudson. Assuming that the egg was hatched under a toad, then yes, it is the Basilisk mother. Good thinking. That is another way magical and non magical creatures are connected."

"Thankyou for that. You are correct aswell." Nod nod.


"Did you know, that the chicken is the closest relative to the T. Rex? Remember that giant robotic dinosaur that moved in the Museum? Well that dinosaur and that chicken could be related." Yup.


Still standing next to Nelson the cow, Maya put down the bucket of yum and pointed to a small wicker basket full of eggs. "I wan't each of you to take one egg...each - and keep it safe." Got it? Yes, no more details on why. Hehe.

Maya waited for everyone to grab an egg and return to their seats. "If I can direct your attention to this marvellous creature," she smiled at the young cow, "This is Nelson. He is a Belted Galloway calf." See? SEE THE CUTENESS? "A cow has many valuable resources," right? "Who knows what they are? One answer each please."

Simon looked at the Professor, the cow wasn't cute, maybe the Professor needed to look more closely at it. "Well I know you get something from it." Simon thought hard. "Mi..Mul..Mik..Milk." Simon smiled. "That it they produce Milk that people drink." Simon looked at the Professor and waited to see if he was right.

"Some people eat cows in the form of steak, hamburger, and the like," Rowan said, shuddering at the thought. How anyone could ever eat such a sweet animal she would never understand.

"A chicken is the closest relative to a T-rex?!" Emily smiled looking at the chicken. That was so cool! She'd be watching chickens more closely now.

Why did they have to take an egg? She shrugged and got up to take an egg. She sat down on her log seat again with the egg carefully in her hands. She'd never really held one before, except when she'd painted one with her cousin at easter. As long as she didn't drop it!

Emily quicked raised her hand, being careful not to drop her egg.
"A cow gives milk, for drinking and cereal!" Yeah, that was what she used milk for anyway. She nodded and turned her egg in her hands. DO NOT DROP IT!

By the time the lesson had started, she was splayed out on the stomach propped up on her elbows, with her little bunny in her hold and a few of its friends surrounding her. Totally returning the evil eye she was receiving from Destiny and trying to will the chicken to poop on her, she had missed the first question. Opps.

Well, she already knew what a chicken was so it didn't really bother her. Glaring at Destiny Looking at the chicken Destiny was holding, she wondered if it could bite like dinosaur. Maybe attack Destiny. Rawrr! That would be awesome.

Arya reluctantly moved to retrieve an egg before going back to her bunnies. Why did they need an egg? She didn't know. Hmm.

"You can ride a cow." She carefully turned the egg in her hands, watching it with interest. "Not Nelson though, he's to small and cute to ride."

Luin had stayed well away from the girl as she lifted the chicken up, not wanting to be scratched or..pooped on. Type of chicken, now that was a bit far ahead of her, not something she was particularly interested in at the moment. She then looked at the cow as the professor pointed it out. She thought about what she knew about cows, "Cows are often used as draft animals, pulling plows and other implements like them."

"YAY!" Nika ran over to the cute little bunny and picked it up. She cradled it in her arms carefully as she took a seat on a log. "Awww! You are the cuuuteest bunny ever! I'm going to call you fluffers!"

Nika walked over to the eggs with the bunny still in her arms. She reached over and picked one up. "Look fluffers, you're going to have a new friend!" Nika kept the egg in her cupped hand. "Well it could be a cool subject for a painter to paint! Does that count as a resource?"

Haha. Yes, SUP.

And...well...Might or might not doesn't work for an answer, Saylen. But he was NOT commenting on it. Nope. Mr. Stryker might or might not show up. This were HIS grounds, anyway. :evil:

Oh, but yes, the chicken with Chicken!girl. Usual stuff. Until. Blink, blink, blink. Why were they going to need the egg for? And why do they had to keep it safe? "Why the egg?" he asked, while taking the little egg and returning to his seat. See, he asked, but he did it anyway. We're listening to what you say, Saylen.

Poor Nelson, the cow, seemed to be in the need of running away from the woman, or that's what things look to Treyen. He smirked, and raised his hand, "Leather, Professor."

Sierra Greingoth was not pleased. First and foremost, she'd been one of the last few to arrive to class, and her blasted log chair had been cut diagonally, rather than straight across, at the top. She kept sliding off and having to catch herself by grinding the heels of her shoes into the ground. She eyed Kurumi Hollingberry, wishing the girl would get up for a split second, so Sierra could steal her log. It looked nice and straight, loads better than the pitiful one Sierra had ended up with.

Secondly, this was yet another class about Muggles. Only this time, it was about Muggle animals rather than Muggle humans. Wasn't this supposed to be Care of Magical Creatures?! The only thing she found half-amusing was Patroclus Hudson's answer about the chicken. Or hen. Or rooster. What it was. She bit her bottom lip and laughed a little just before reaching forward and taking an egg out of the wicker basket.

She turned to the 'marvelous creature' the professor was pointing out, expecting to at least see a clabbert or something. But no--it was a cow. Big deal. She would have preferred a flobberworm at this point. She eyed her brother out of the corner of her eye. What was he so excited about cheese for?! Oh, ...right. He was a Hufflepuff. That just explained everything. Raising her hand, she said, "Cows produce natural fertilizer," she said. It was true. You let one of those things poop in an area, and the grass would be greener than a Christmas tree.

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Kurumi's eyes bugged out of her head when Professor Saylen took away a massive chunk of points from Slytherin. Then again, the first year had come in late...

She then turned her attention back to the professor and figured it was about time that she took a seat, but she wasn't letting go of her bunny. "Um, Professor," Kurumi said slowly raising her hand. "I've read that cow urine is exceptionally beneficial. It is an excellent germicide and is capable of killing may different kids of germs. It may even be able to kill all diseases that are caused by germs."

WAIT?!?! DINOSAURS WHERE?!?!


Patroclus' heart began to bounce like a drum, he wanted to study dinosaurs, and Smexy had brought them for him!!

Oh....no she hadn't she was just saying that they were a common ancestor of the chicken.

And now they were onto cows, "You can use their dung for not just Fertilizer like Sierra said, but also a fuel!" Patroclus supplied with his boundless knowledge, "It can be used to light fires, as its chemical content ensures a long burn!"

It would probably reak but!

WAH!

Could she put the chicken down now? If she held it any longer, she thought she was going to be lifted off the log and then be flown away. Merlin knew where the creature would take her. Probably to some far off chicken land.

Which, in Destiny's opinion, would be AWESOME!

But, she didn't have to wait for the Professor to tell her to let it go, the chicken was too strong and it finally made it's way out of her hands. Destiny watched the thing run away. Pfft, like she would want to pick it up again after that. "Chickens can run fast." As she just witnessed. "And they find worms."

Worms = resources. If you were a chicken.

Turning away from the runaway chicken, Destiny glared at Arya before turning back to the Professor when she mentioned the dinorawrs. So..the chicken and dinorawr could be related..which meant..she could be a dinorawr, too!? Merlin! This was turning out to be one of her favorite classes EVER!

She was learning so much about herself!

Jumping from her log, she skipped her way over to grab an egg, making sure not to step on any of the animals walking around. Skipping back to her seat, she turned her attention to the Nelson. Nelson the COW. Destiny thought the Professor should have come up with a more creative name than that, but who was she to judge. Meh. "Cows give people mad cow disease." she said, her hand high in the air.

Which, in Destiny's opinion, was a resource.

That chicken was related to the dinoswore?! How was THAT even possible?! It made no sense in her mind. She would have thought the dinoswore would have been related to the dragons...

And why did they have to take an egg? What were they going to do with it? Feed it to the cow? Speaking of the cow...it had a very strange name.

...

Evelyn didn't like cows.

Or chickens.

She had no idea about what resources they gave other then the fact that people ate them. And they smelled. "Well if you find yourself needing a friend...when in doubt, choose a cow!" Erm...not her though. She'd rather have humans as friends.

Selina walked into the make-shift classroom and looked around at the strange animals scattered about. Everything was so weird from the chairs to the animals. The only thing that was relatively normal was the students who had already taken their seats. When she walked in she saw Professor Saylen, "Morning ma'am. How are you?"

Then the lesson began and Selina saw a huge mess with Slytherin. Those were a lot of points.

Once that was done she collected her egg and drew her Attention to what Saylen was gesturing to.

Aww look at the little cow. He was so cute. Of all the farm animals in the commune, Mia liked the cows the best. At the Professor's question, she raised her hand into the air. "Professor! Did you know that the cow is the only animal whose dung does NOT stink?" Just in case everyone wanted to know that. "And it acts as a mosquito repellent." That's rather resourceful in her opinion.

She put her hand down and felt a small tug on the end of her jeans. Looking down, Mia saw the black duck trying to eat her pants. She gave her leg a small shake hoping to deter it. "Knock it off Donald." She hissed at it and it in return hissed back at her. So she poked her tongue at it and drew her leg up higher and out of reach.

Emily took an egg... an egg??? and returned to her seat.
Why were they looking after an egg?
Odd... Emily justed hoped Professor Saylen didn't expect them to hatch it...

Emily tilted her head slightly- to get a better look at the calf... because having her on straight didn't work???...

Nelson was adorable!!! those gorgeous eyes! and his wet shiny nose!!!... or was it called a muzzle? ... meh same thing.

"Professor, they're a valuable food resource. Their milk can produce many different things... aside from milk, theres cheese, cream, yogurt... etc."

Cedric walked toward the basket-ful of eggs and took a sole egg from it. He could keep it safe. He was a very careful kid, you know. And it breaking into pieces was the least that could happen to the unhatched creature inside it.

Cedric stared at the calf, contemplatively. He had developed this habit of using his spare time wisely, and some of his spare time had been used in the Animal Collective. He knew that calf. He liked animals, you know. They were just really gentle creatures that knew nothing of the harshness that is the world, just like him. Hehe. "We uh, consume their meat? And their milk. The cow pollutes the environment by the methane gas (read: fart) they release but for some countries, they process the gas and use it as a sort of fuel for their cars and stuffs."

Chicken can run fast? Ha. Of course they do. And they find worms? Hmm. Interesting. A smirk slyly worked its way up to the Hufflepuff's lips as a ingenious thought so suddenly yet expectedly struck his mind.

"So, Destiny, is that how you got rid of your tapeworms?" Hehe. "By feeding them to chickens."

Merlin that cow was adorable! K-Lee just wanted to glomp it. Better get an ewgg first. Taking one egg, she held it carefully, still staring at the cute as cow.

"Cow's give milk! Milk is used in lots of foods and is generally nice by itself." K-Lee said proudly. She knew so much about cows, she should write a book about cows!

Hang on, did some first year just lose Slytherin 47 points! K-Lee was outraged! 47 points!!! That was almost as many points that she had earned the entire year all up! Pout.

Kyle had been sitting in the room silently before she finally spoke up.

"Well, Belties are normally Beef cows which are used as a source of meat both by muggles and wizards alike." Kyle spoke, as she did she felt something nudge her, and turning saw a little pig behind her. Bending down she petted it. Happy pig, he was cute and muddy. Heh.

She felt a little chicken peck her foot and leaning down gently, let it come over to her hand where she swiftly picked it up making sure to put her hands over the wings so as to make it impossible for them to be broken. Gently she lifted it.

"Professor, isn't it true that most chickens - well the female hens are fed ground oyster shells to strengthen their own eggs and to make sure the eggs don't break easily." She asked intrigued.

Emmy grinned, as the Snake lost her house FORTY-SEVEN points... Thank goodness she'd not done that! Like Emmy was ever late for lessons...
She raised her hand, and said, "Um, Professor? Cowhide is used for leather - to make clothes, shoes, bags and suchlike isn't it?" She wasn't one hundred percent sure on the processes, but she knew it happened...

Annabelle wrote down that a chicken is related to the T Rex, she didn't know that. She remembered when they visited the musuem. That was so much fun! Belle looked at the cow, she had seen many in car trips. It was nothing too special but it was cute! "Professor isn't one resource for a cow, is that their feces is used for manure to help plants grow?" she asked.

Heh. Maya thought everyone drank milk. Or knew how to pronounce it anyways. Hehehe. "Yes indeed. Milk is one of the most important things cows give us. Good answer."

What, did Maya stutter? Hehe.

"Indeed it does give milk. Good." Maya nodded at the girl.

"Meat. Yes..." She'd go bananas if anyone wanted to take Nelson from her. "Many a delicacies to eat. Good."

"Yes that is true. Good answer. In some countries that is as good as having a horse. A means of transportation." Nod.

"Very good. Not only is the milk valuable as it is, you can 'transform' it into something more." And she liked her cheese on her enchiladas... Mmmmm.

"Yes, good good. Farmers might use the creatures to get their...farming underway."

Hmmm. "You mean a painter could paint a cow? No, that wasn't exactly what I meant by resource. But sure, cows are nice to paint."

"Leather, yes, very good. Probably every one of you might have worn something made out of the skin of a cow. Be it shoes or a jacket or gloves. Et cetera." With that Maya fed Nelson another slice of apple. HEh.

"Very good. Fertilizer makes for good pasture. And I'm sure farmers, not only use cows for plowing, but use their poo to help their fruits of labour grow well." Heh.

Blink.

"Oh... yes... Some people seem to believe it is so." Maybe they should experiment with that? "Interesting thought, thankyou for sharing that."

"Yes, very good, fuel. Alot of families use this as fuel." Nod nod. They could figure out which families where used the poo. Hehe.

Meh. Maya had not told the girl she could release the chicken!

But...off it went. Yes, poor chicken. Better off away from that girl. Hehe.
"Yes, indeed they run fast." You should see them without their- No, nevermind. "Worms..." The Mexicana trailed off, "Yes, and if you're quick and get them before the chicken eats them, you can throw them into your garden and they'll be happy." Hmhmhm.

As for the disease...
"Not a resource, but there have been cases of the creatures getting, what they call, the Mad Cow disease, yes. Thankyou for remind us of that." Mhm.

Ah, for sure, some of these kids were odd. "Yes...Cows are very friendly." Arent youuu Nelsonnn, yes you AREEEEE.

...

"You are late, Miss Skylar." She had half a mind to take the egg from the girl. "Fourty-seven points from Gryffindor for the lateness." Heh.

Ah. Maya nodded deeply and spoke with a finger in the air, "Thankyou for that. The smell you sense when handling cow fertilizer isn't actually the manure - it is the smell of fermentation and any other substance they mix together with the manure to make it more potent." Or was she mistaken? Bah. "Very good."

"That is true - from milk one can make many other things. Very good." Nod nod.

"Yes indeed, we get meat from cows. Good, good."

"Mhm," nod nod, "Milk. And yes, good one, the cow's gases tend to have a bad impact on the enviroment. And as you said, some people find ways to use what is bad and turn it into something good."

"Mister Leone, shush." No talking about other people's worms.

"Milk does come from the cow, yes. And it is true, milk tends to be an ingredient in alot of foods. Good thinking."

"Yes, everyone, no matter if they are magical or muggle or inbetween, like their meat. Good." Maya nodded and kept her eyes on the girl as she asked another question.

Errr. What. "Oh, yes, it is a source of calcium and nutrients for the chickens." Nod nod. Wherever did she hear that?

"Yes, good. You are correct. Leather can be used in many a things to make or wear."

"Fertilizer, yes, you are correct. Good answer."


"Well done, everyone. Wait just a minute while I send Nelson here to his spot." Maya rose from her seat and led the calf towards where the hay was and left him there to munch on the yumness.

Then she returned to the class while taking out her wand. Flicking it at whatever, a long wooden table appeared, with enough space for everyone in the class to have room, and some to spare. With a second flick, lots of empty colored buckets appeared.

"Everyone, please stand by the table, select three buckets and put them infront of you on the table." She waited for everyone to do so, "Bring your eggs." A third flick of her wand and small pile of magical permanent pens appeared along the table. "Mark your egg with your name, or any other signature that can be identified as your own." Dooooo it.

"As you do this, what can you tell me about goats?" Hmmm?

Hehe.

K-Lee stood next to the table, collecting three of the empty buckets. She carefully wrote on her egg her name, and held it safely. No one was hurting Sheldon the egg.

Then she went on to answering the question. "Goats can also give milk which is used for things like cheeses. Goats milk tastes different to cows so that's why it is called 'Goats milk'." Way to state the obvious, but that was all she really knew. Goats milk and cheese tasted yucky compared to milk. Cows milk for the win!

OH no! Forty Seven points!?!?! Nika wanted to argue with her professor, but she didn't want Gryffindor to get into anymore trouble. Nika crossed her arms, 'fourty seven points. Very, very unreasonable!'
Nika looked towards Selina hoping that she didn't feel to bad about it.

Nika place the bunny that she was holding on the ground. She had a feeling they were going to need to hands for whatever it is that they are doing. Nika skipped over to the table quite cheerfully. Just being in the farm like setting made Nika smile. Nika grabbed a pink pen and lifted her egg to her face. She stuck out her tongue as she used her pen to write in big loopy letters. When she was done she moved the egg away from her face to get a better look at it. "Well it could have looked better." Nika was a bit disappointed with her writing, but when she tried to wipe it off she found that she couldn't. "Hmph must be a magic pen or something." Nika smiled nevertheless. The egg was rounded so it was bound to be hard to write on anyways.

"Oh goats! They make noises like this: Maaaaaaaa" Nika did her best goat imitation.

Luin got up and selected three buckets and placed them on the table. She then picked her egg back up and went over to the pens. She wrote out and then sat back down, quickly raising her hand to respond about the goat, "Goats are really useful to us. For milk, manure, fiber, meat and hide."

Hmm kay. Odd but okay.

Savannah picked three pretty colored buckets and signed her egg. "What do I do with this egg now?" She asked curiously.

Goats? Goats?

"They make a great dinner." Savannah answered honestly. "And their fur makes great coats and other clothings."

chicken + dinorawr = chickorawr girl? hmm.
 

Arya used the minute that Saylen took to move Nelson to glare at Destiny. Shame the chicken didn't bite her before it ran off. The young Puff would have loved to see that.

Giving her bunnies all a farewell pat, she rolled off the ground and skipped over to the table, gathering up three buckets just like the professor instructed. Red, gold, and white. Such pretty colors they were. Pulling her little egg out of one of her pockets, overalls were awesome, and picking up a marker to 'mark' little egg with. The egg wasn't getting her name... it was hers.

Little egg was getting its own.

"Goats are good companions for horses." She tapped the marker against her cheek, considering the name for her little egg. "Only if the horse likes goats though."

AND they were CUTE.

After a moment of sifting through the list of names in her head, she scribbled down one that she thought would fit her little egg well.

Dory.

Kurumi blushed. She had half expected Professor Saylen to throw her head back in laughter at her suggestion. Nodding, and still cuddling her rabbit, Kurumi listened as Professor Saylen responded to the others.


Kurumi frowned, twice. First was for Gryffindor losing points for Selina being late. Honestly, was it really THAT hard to arrive on time for a class?

Her second frown was for her having to put her rabbit down.

After having done so, Kurumi approached the table with her egg in her right hand and used her left hand to select three buckets. She wasn't sure if color had anything to do with what they were going to do next, but Kurumi followed her gut instincts and picked a pink, purple, and pale blue bucket. She then grabbed a pen and wrote her name on the bottom...but it looked so sad and lonely. The egg that is, so, she added to it.


Having not finished her preparation, Kurumi heard Professor Saylen address the class again. "Goats, like cows, are capable of producing milk. They are also used for their meat and hair," she paused. "I've also read that they are one of the oldest domesticated species."

bwaha! chickorawr girl!
 

Glaaaaare.

Destiny did not bother saying anything to one Cedric Leone. Nope. She was going to keep her mouth shut and not mention that is was HE who gave her the worms in the first place. She was not going to mention that he TAINTED her chocolate with those tapeworms either.

She didn't need the whole class knowing her business.

He was just lucky they needed the egg they had or else it would have been flying towards his head right about then.

Glare.

What?

Why would Destiny want to take the worm off the chicken? Worms were like it's dinner and then her brethren would go hungry! Nope. She would not allow that. Besides, if worms wanted to be in someone's garden, it would make it's way there on it's own, not with the help of a person. That would just be a lazy worm.

Still watching the chicken run around, she nodded her head at the explanation of the mad cow disease. It was actually quite funny thinking about a cow getting all angry and such. Hopefully it would get angry enough and it would run off into the sunset with Arya on it's back. The Hufflepuff did mention riding the animal.

But, there was no time to think much about that for the Professor had told them to..what!? Go to the table and pick out buckets? Could she wear one on her head!? "Can I wear a bucket on my head?" Maybe?

No?

Standing up, Destiny walked over to the table and picking three buckets, she moved them in front of herself. And while she moved the three GREEN buckets, she gave Arya a glare just for the fun of it. Picking up a pen, she got to work writing her name on and decorating the egg while listening to the Professor.

AND SWEET MERLIN! IT WAS TIME TO GIVE ANIMAL FACTS!

Destiny's specialty.

"Professor!" she called out, waving her hand holding the egg in the air, "Did you know that goat's discovered coffee beans!!"

Ask how! Dooooo it!

Sierra watched the professor's wandwork with a bit of curiosity. She'd been sort of mehh about class so far, what with all the Muggle animals roaming about. The buckets sparked a little interest, though, and so she reached for three of them--one green, one purple, and one gold--and then began marking her eggs with the pens along the table. Why was nothing in this class magical? ...pens?! Argghhh!

Once she was done, she looked at the professor with a little hope in her eyes. Goats--there was actually something magical about goats. Sort of, at least. With her hand raised, she said, "You can find a bezoar in the stomach of a goat. That's the antidote to most poisons."

Selina looked at Kurumi as she joined the class. The little Japanese girl did not looked very pleased. Tentatively she walked over to Kurumi who usually sat next to Selina in class. She hoped that her Gryffindor courage would not kick in to reprimand Selina.

"Um, hey Kurumi..."

What was the name of that rock in a goat tummy just as Michael was about to answer Sierra piped up with it no way was he going to mimic her now ,grabbing his buckets and jotting his name down on his Egg



"Dont gardners use them to keep grass short around airports so birds like quail and pheasant dont nest because goats will eat just bout any thing"

She was happy she got the answer right! Belle then selected three different colored pails and brought her eggs to the professor and marked her eggs with her name on it. She even placed a little heart abover her name :], and "hmmm what about goats are they good for?" belle thought. "Professor aren't some goats valuable for their hair and used in clothing?" Belle asked.

Yes, yes, leather, very good.

But then she conjured up the table and he started to wonder why had they been sitting on the logs. Never mind. He walked over there and took three buckets as she said. One green, one white and one red. Italy! Well, Hadley would be proud. Certainly.

But Saylen should have placed a blue one so he could make France's flag, you know, Mr. Stryker's birthplace?

Anyway, aha, Treyen was getting suspicious about the egg thing, especially since she failed to answer that question. The boy took the marker, oh, yes, everything about this lesson was Muggle-like, and drew a HAPPY FACE on it. HAPPY, okay? Because that was a happy face.

He was not an egg, and this wasn't one of his own, he didn't buy it, so, no name or signature. Just the face.

Goats? "Well, there's a goat." He was pointing at the one near Saylen. If it wasn't one, then it certainly looked like one. "Also, I think they can give you leathered stuff too, if you asked them nicely." Or killed them. Whatever.

Forty Seven points? cuarenta y siete puntos? Dios Mio!

Not at all at that significant lose, Patroclus quickly sketeched his name onto the egg, and then decided to add some over defining features! More than happy with the result, he next selected his buckets, picking out a red, a yellow and an orange one!


Then raised his hand, "Professor Goat's milk the same way as cow's milk can be turned into cheese!" Patroclus wasn't a huge fan of the stuff, it was rather salty, however he didn't not enjoy it to!

Oh and Patroclus had another resource "Also the Cashmere Goat is the animal responsible for cashmere wool!" Patroclus had quite a few cashmere sweaters, so he decided that if Smexy Saylen brought out a goat, he would thank it!

Emily approached the table of buckets... selecting a pale blue, a white and a gold bucket, she placed it in front of her. Now to ... decorate?... the egg.
Why were they marking/decorating eggs???
She took a blue marker and wrote her name on her egg. Thankfully she hadn't broken it yet.... YET!

Emily-Claw

Emily was certain that she was the only Emily in Ravenclaw... or at leat in Ravenclaw in this class... Makes some sense... right?

Whilst doing this she thought about goats... they were cute... they made adorable bleeting sounds.... ummm... oohhh
"Professor did you know that goats reach puberty between three and fifteen months of age.... it doesn't seem like a long time. Then again they only have a life expectancy of around fifteen and eighteen years."

Yup... Emily LOVES goats... she had the overwhelming urge to jump the low fence and give it a cuddle.

Moving over to the table with her egg in hand, Mia chose three purple buckets and sat them in front of her before she drew flowers over her egg. At the Professor's question, she raised her hand in the air. "A male goat is called a 'Buck' or 'Billy.' Females are called, 'Nanny' or a 'Doe.' Baby goats are called 'Kids' just like us. 'Wether' is what you call a castrated male goat. 'Hermaphrodite' is a goat that shows both male and female characterisitics and they are most unlikely to reproduce. 'Herd' is what we call a group of goats and 'Wattles' are little round balls of fur found on a goats neck close to the chin but not all goats have these."

Phew!

That had been a mouthful.

Lucy heard to what professor said very carefully. She went and took three buckets, one red and green and one golden. Then she took her egg and wrote her name on it and with that she made X sign on it.



As that was done she heard professor asking about goats, she thought about them as on what to say as many had already given answers so, she thought a bit harder and said "Professor, goats are very useful to humans either living or dead, first as a renewable provider of milk, manure, and fiber, and then as meat and hide. Some charities provide goats to impoverished people in poor countries, because goats are easier and cheaper to manage than cattle, and have multiple uses." she said and paused and then said "They are also used for driving and packing purposes." saying that she then looked at her egg.

That glare was a trigger for his already broad sheepish smile to extend its horizons. That glare was not in the least scary but something to be proud of. Cedric made Destiny glare. She seemed very much annoyed, she was beyond annoyance, actually. Smiiiiiiirk.

B-but... ha? SHUSH?

Cedric's smirk almost instantaneously faded, his lips quirking. He was merely asking, Professor Saylen. Merely. Ugh. But, as a very insufficient consolation, the shmexy professor, at least, approved of his answers! Of course.

Managing a rather small smile, Cedric tottered toward the table and selected three buckets as they were told. Specifically, he chose the color black, yellow and... green.

Mark their eggs? Okay.

He hoped he made it clear that the egg was his so, to put in the professor's word, it could be identified as his own.

Upon finishing his work of art, which is to say his egg, Cedric listened to his classmate's answers about what they knew about goats and soon raised his hand. "Goats are of inquisitive and intelligent nature. They explore anything unfamiliar or new to them. Quite adventurous animals, I say." He took a quick pause as he raked a hand through his hair, out of instinct. "Like Nifflers, hoats like investigating things by nibbling at them. But unlike Nifflers who prefer shiny things, goats investigate all sorts of things--buttons, clothing, name it. And occasionally, grossly as some of you may say, they eat those not really edible things." Well said, Cedric. Hehe.

Well, thank Merlin the cow was being moooooooved away. Hehe, gettit!? Mooooooved. Moo.

...

But back to reality, where her jokes weren't funny, and a long wooden table appeared. And a million buckets. The girl had noooo idea what the heck they were going to be doing with a chicken egg...that was supposed to have their name on it or something, and buckets. Three buckets to be precise.

Moving forward, she grabbed three green buckets before they could disappear and then...a marker. Meh. How about her initials? Or something.

However, she had no information to tell about goats. The one thing she did know was what Sierra had already said, and the fifth year Slytherin was far too busy writing her middle name on the egg to answer anyhow. So there! Besides, she had to admire her chicken egg. It was far better then everyone elses. Obviously.

"Very good. One can get milk from goats aswell to make other types of food." Nod.

"Yes indeed. Very good. Hope you've tasted some goat's milk, because it's really good." Hmmmm.

Heh.
"Yes, good impersonation. That is how...goats sound." Maya gave the young girl a small smile.

"Yes yes, one can also eat goat meat. Good good."

What. "I haven't said what you're supposed to do with the egg yet." Like, hold on.

"Indeed. Food source and their fur can be made into clothes, yes. Very good."

Hehe. "Yeah...they could be good friends with horses." They could all be friends with horses. And the whole woooorld. "Thankyou for that." Hehehe.

"Mhm, very good." Maya nodded. "They are a great resource for many a things."

A bucket on her head? "Yes, but only if it's filled with cow manure." Still want to wear it on your head? Hehe.

"Coffe beans...no, I did not know that. Did you know some people drink coffee that comes from the poop of a special monkey?" Hah! Beat that! Hehe.

"Very good. Male goats have strong horns, and if they ever feel the need to speak up about their territorial subjects, they can go all crazy on another male goat." Heh.

Maya clasped her hands together, and if she hadn't done that, the mexicana might've skipped with joy. "Thankyou! A bezoar, one of the most important things to have incase of poisoning, can indeed be found inside a goat!" How exciting was that?! "Very good." Yesssssss.

"Hello?" Anyone there? "Care to participate in class, Miss Skylar?" Like what is she doing? "I don't think you are in a position to converse with your classmates right now. Unless you want to lose five points more?" Hmmm?

"Sure sure," Maya nodded, "Their grazing indeed serves as a natural lawn mower." Hehe. "Good point there."

"Good answer. They are indeed used for clothing, their fur and other parts can be used in many ways." Yes, yes.

Maya should give him a prize for identifying a goat. HEHE. Or give him a certificate that he had adopted that particular goat he pointed at. Oh, joy. Ahem. "Yes indeed. They are also a source of clothing material. Good." Plans in motion.

"Yes - Goat cheese." DELICIOSO. And oh, look at that, "Very good. And the cashmere wool is one of the most prized and valuable wools in the market." Nod nod.

"Good, you said two good sources one can get from the goat - clothing and food." Yesssss.

P... Urrrrr... "Yes, I did know that. But...thankyou for sharing." Heh. "They have great many years to live, though." Yes they did!

Haaaaaaaaah. "Very good. Thankyou for all those names. Can be a tricky thing to remember them all, but important to know." Nod. It was...it was important. To Maya atleast.

"Yes, good. The goats have many uses, indeed."

OOC: State your source next time, and try to use your own words instead.

Squint. "Yes they are. Good. And they do like to eat alot of things."

"Yes it is." Hehe. "Thankyou for sharing that. You have to watch out for the animals to make sure they don't get a hold of anything bad at eat it."


"Muy bien, all of you." Very good.

"Now, if you have marked your eggs, carefully place them at the bottom of one of your three buckets." Hehehe. She waited for them all to do so, before... "I feel it is important for you all to know what is what, so without further ado," With a fourth(?) swish of her wand, everyone's three buckets shuffled around eachother, to confuse the student hehe (you still have your own chosen buckets infront of you), and quickly filled up with either cow manure, goat droppings or chocolate pudding. And the best part, they were all odourless.

So what now? "Now, you have to find your egg." Hehe. "If you find it whole, good. If you brake it, tough luck."

"Feel free to come up and get a pair of plastic gloves, if you prefer no direct contact with the...product." Smirk.

And what if they refuse? An incentive, yes. "Each thing that you successfully retrieve, and in one piece, will earn you five points." Whaaat. Dig into the poo and you'll get awarded! Yay.

"You May begin."


OOC: Yes, Maya is insane.

There is a Bezoar somewhere around the goat manure, and that can earn you 5 points if you successfully retrieve it.

You choose where you want your character to find the egg, either in the cow manure of chocolate pudding. One of the buckets (of your choosing) has nothing in it.

Role play your character retrieving these things in 5 posts, do please mark them by writing the post number in the title box. Feel free to chat with eachother, just don't throw the poo at your friends or enemies.

Remember, I will award points for creativity and participation. So have fun, DON'T STRESS & go bananas - but don't start the poo-throwing fight yet. Oh and the rules are still in place =)

Post #1
 

Poop post #1
 

Emily placed her egg in her gold bucket.. what? whats was this?!.... moving... shifting... shuffling....

poop!

WHAT?! Was Professor Saylen completely bonkers?! was she insane?!
Did she really think that they'd put their hand in... poop!!!!

Emily shook her head furiously, arms crossed against her chest... she had boundaries. Boundaries that Professor Saylen was trying to make her cross. She resisted.

HOUSE POINTS!!! yelled Emily's subconscious (in her head)...
yes house points indeed...

Reluctantly Emily went to collect a pair of gloves... pulling them as far up her arm as they would go. This was not going to be fun, but at least she couldn't smell the poop. It seemed to be odourless.

Rolling up the sleeves of her work robes, and scrunching up her nose Emily dipped a gloved finger in a mushy poop like substance... it wasn't warm but it wasn't cold. Still the feeling made her uneasy. She withdrew her finger... then taking a deep breath she mustered up the courage and plunged her whole hand into a white bucket...

mooshy...... moooshy....... mooooooshy... more moosh.
"Nothing!" exclaimed Emily... there was nothing in her bucket! what a waste! Emily was not impressed.

Post 1
 

Curiously, Emily placed her egg into her middle bucket and stood back. Then...

:blink: What? Waht did she say were in the buckets? Chocolate was the only one that had registered with her.
The other buckets had animals... droppings, in them.
And they had to... touch them?
:erm: Probably not the thing she should be worrying about, but what was the educational benefit of this?

She went to the front and collected some gloves. Yeah, she'd really touch it without them. Now the hard part. Chosing which poo bucket to put her hands in! At least she coudn't smell them...

She decided on the chocolate pudding. At least if she spilled it on her she could lick it off. Well, she could for the other buckets, but that wouldn't taste nice.
Dipping her hand in and feeling around she was reminded of the fact she'd never become a plumber. 'It's chocolate pudding, chocolate pudding.' she had to keep telling herself.

She re-drew her hand in defeat. There was nothing in the nice bucket! Just her luck.
She put her hand near her mouth, thinking about licking some off but looking at the poo made her lose her appitite. Had the professor gone crazy? These house points better be worth it...

Post #2
 

Post 1
 

EWWWW!

That's even more disgusting than cleaning Mr. Fluffy's litter box!

Wait! Did I hear...house points??

:gasp:

Savannah quickly put in her gloves and shoved her hands in the goat dropping, hopping to find the bezoar. She gagged at the terrible smell of goat droppings. What was wrong with Professor-Weirdo??

Wait! What is that thing she's feeling? It feels hard and bumpy, could it be...the bezoar?

:gasp:

Already saying hello to 5 points to Slytherin, Savannah grasped the thing hard and took both of her hands out of the goat droppings. Ewww! Ewww! Ewww! But...the 5 points are going to Slytherin!

Savannah loosened the grasp on the stone...IT'S NOT THE STONE! IT'S NOT THE STONE! Whatever it is it's not the stone!! And it's...beeping? Savannah could not figure out what it was but whatever it is, it's weird.

post #3
 

Post 1!
 

Nika looked at her professor worriedly. Had she gone insane? The first class they were given odd alterations, the second class they had to sign weird contracts/permission slips, and now this? Did Nika want to dig into poop? No. Heck no.

Nika bolted to the box of plastic gloves in her attempt to be the first to get a pair. She didn't want them to run out or anything because that would be bad. Very bad. Nika examined the gloves carefully. She needed to check for holes. She gave a weak smile when she noticed they were both hole free and then slipped them on her hands. She did this very carefully as to waste some time that she could be using to search in the poo buckets. Nika put each finger in the glove separately.

Once the gloves were taken care of she walked rather reluctantly back to the buckets. Animals are cute, poo not so cute. She looked into the three buckets and tried to figure out which one was which. But they all looked the same! Nika gave up and stuck her hand into the one she thought looked the least like poo. "Please be pudding, please be pudding, please be pudding, please be pudding, please be-" Nika stopped when her hand had broken the top layer. "This doesn't feel like pudding." Nika moved her fingers around in the gooey substance. It was very thick and was definitely not pudding.

Nika jumped back with disgust. "Ew!" She yanked her hand out of the bucket and stuck her tongue out. "Okay Nika suck it up. Suck it up for Gryffindor." Nika tried to convince herself out of it, but she knew that Gryffindor needs the points. "For Gryffindor." she breathed out in defeat. Nika brought her hand back towards the same poo-filled bucket. She forced it all the way to the bottom and felt her way around. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing." Just great.

Poop post #2
 

Emily cringed, she couldn't believe she had just doen that.
What a dishusting and horrid thing to do... it didn't even matter of it was chocolate pudding... the idea of poop made her stomach churn... not good...

Backing away from the table Emily crounched closer to the ground, taking big deep breaths, she really didn't want to vomit in front of all her peers...
Suck it up, she thought to herself....

After composing herself, Emily mustered up the courage to have another go at the bucket thing.... please be the egg! she thought hysterically as she selected a random gold bucket... she had put her egg in a gold one right?

Post #1
 

...

Alright! That did it!

They were meant to be digging their hands in pure animal poop?! Well, apparently not pure poop--there was a bezoar in some buckets, and their egg was hidden away in another. Sierra was of good mind to just leave that bezoar and egg hidden away forever. Nothing was worth sticking her hands in a disgusting collection of prairie pile!

She may have even turned around and walked off had it not been for the fact that they were going to be awarded house points for this. That was the only--repeat only--reason she'd decided to stay. Well, that plus the fact she'd probably receive a detention for leaving class early and without permission.

So with a small sigh, she collected a pair of gloves, slid them up as far as she could, and then submerged her hand into her first bucket. At least the stuff was odorless. Still, though, the very thought of it alone was enough to make Sierra want to gag. She moved her hand around and around, trying not to think about what she was digging in. She tried to be careful, too, so that she wouldn't break her egg.

If this was even the bucket her egg was in.

Finally feeling something that just might be an item she was looking for, Sierra withdrew her hand. She watched as the thick, dark material oozed through her fingers and back into the bucket.

Ugh... It'd just been a rather lumpy piece of poop.

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Post #1
 

Kurumi wrinkled her nose as she watched her buckets do their dance in front of her as she listened to Professor Saylen speak. What did this have to do with CARE of Magical Creatures? Kurumi was beginning to miss the lessons from last term where they had actually gotten some hands on experience touching and handling creatures like Chibi.

Kurumi frowned. She still wanted to see Chibi again.

Putting all thoughts about the dugbog out of her mind for the moment, Kurumi retrieved a pair of plastic gloves before returning to her station. Slipping them on, Kurumi leaned in hoping for there to be some sort of hint as to what was what. She sniffed, but didn't smell a thing. "Professor, these are odorless...but are they also tasteless?" Being a cook and all, her pallet was exceptionally accurate. Even so, Kurumi didn't fancy eating poo. If she found the bucket of pudding, she could always conjure a spoon and eat it while she continued her search though.

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post #2
 

Setting his first pize on the table he sticks his hand back in but this time pretending that somthing has grabbed his arm and is pulling him in further wich requiers him to use his outher hand,Pulling both hands out and holding them out in from of him he looks over to Kurumi " Kurumi you look like you could use a hug " grinning at the lil Griff he slowly does his frankenstin walk towards her ,grinning at each step

Post #2
 

Sierra glared at the buckets of poo, wanting to 'Evanesco' every last bit of the animal business. Couldn't she just summon the egg and bezoar? She could, but she'd probably summon splatters of poo along with them. When she looked at that it that way, she didn't mind digging her hands in the buckets that much. At least this way involved her wearing protective gloves.

...

Wait. Whaaaa?!

Had she had a mouthful of pumpkin juice, she may have just spit it out. Had Hollingberry really just asked if the stuff was tasteless? Did it matter?! Eww... While it was true that one of the buckets contained pudding, just knowing that the other two contained poo was enough to turn Sierra's stomach away from wanting to eat.

She started to roll her eyes at the Gryffindor girl, but thought better of it and turned back to her buckets. As she plunged her hands into a second bucket, she happened to discover that Michael White, of all people, had taken the spot next to her. Great. She hadn't talked to him since that day in Lafay's office, and she didn't plan on talking to him now. She focused all her attention on digging through the bucket.

...and a moment later, she pulled out a piece of...something. She shook the poo back into the bucket, so that all she was left with was the item. It was...a tooth? A tooth. A TOOTH?!?!

She didn't even want to know how it got there.

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Seeing Sierra hold up a tooth, he reaches over " so that is where that went " taking the tooth from her, he palms it and then pretends to pop it in to his mouth, moving his jaw around a bit then smiling at her "did I get it back in strait " turning his head so she could see his profile.turning to face her again with a sour look on his face " I dont think that was pudding in the bucket"

Post #2
 

Kurumi peered into her three buckets again wondering what was what. She peered into her blue bucket and examined its contents for a few moments. She supposed that there really was no use in just staring at it. The only way to figure out what was what was to get her hands dirty - as the expression went.

Closing her eyes, Kurumi shoved her hand into the bucket and immediately felt like she was going to be sick. Unless the chocolate pudding had been heated up before being put into their buckets, she was pretty sure that her hand was in some serious poo right now.
Kurumi turned her head to the side as her hand began to rummage through the hot goo it was in. She felt a few hard globs now and again, but each one proved to be something that she would have rather not looked at. One had been an unusually stiff clump of half digested grass. Another, the lid to a tin can.

Well, at least now she knew she was rummaging through goat poo?

Kurumi opened her eyes to see Sierra gawking at her. Clearly, she was just as grossed out by this activity as she was. "It's disgusting, isn't it," she smiled nervously.
Then Kurumi heard Michael speak to her. A hug? Why, yes, she could in fact use one right now....NEVER MIND!

Kurumi's nose wrinkled up even more when she saw the goo dripping off his gloved hands as he slowly made his way over to her like some creepy poo zombie.

"N-N-No thanks," she said through clenched teeth.

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sticking his hands back in to reload them for his hug attempt on the griff his left hand bumps in to somthing hard moving it up slowly he see a what is deffiently not a easter egg ,"yes " he says as he sets his egg on top of his CoMC book "awww Kurumi where is the love just a lil hug look at all the luck you brought me all ready" holding up the egg so she could see he had found one of his prizes

Professor Saylen! Question!
 

Huh? Wait, wait, wait, what?!

His eyes widened, VERY MUCH. And then he frowned.

THAT WAS IT. He'd had it. First Vindictus and now Saylen? At least Vindictus had taught them something in Herbology.

The boy raised his hand, the frown no longer there, he was keeping his expression NEUTRAL, for Aslan's sake. "Excuse me, Professor, but what does this have to do with Care of Magical Creatures?" Like...were they even going to be focusing on any creature AT ALL, during this class.

He didn't want to do this. No. Never mind the points. But if he had to, well, there was no other choice but put some gloves on, right?

Post #3
 

Kurumi pulled her hands out of her bucket so quickly that a some of its contents splattered all over her table and landed on some student nearby. She didn't look around to see WHO it had hit, but she sure hoped that none of the She-Snakes had fallen victim to the poo. She would rather her face not be shoved into any of her buckets...although, if it did, she hoped that it would be in the bucket filled with chocolate pudding. She could at least eat her way out that way.

Turning her attention away from the small mess she had made, she looked at the egg Michael had pulled out. "An egg? How did that get in there?" she wondered. Not that she really wanted to know the answer to that question.

She looked at the ball of grossness in her hand and sighed. It was probably just another clump of digested grass. However, as she cleaned it off she found that its surface was hard...almost like a stone.

Now having cleaned off all of the poo contents, Kurumi's eyes brightened and she threw her arms around Michael giving him that hug he had been looking for. "I found a bezoar!" she chirped.

Post 1#
 

Poop? Yuck, but K-Lee still pulled on her gloves and reluctantly put her hand in the disgusting cow manure.

Man she was glad it had no smell, she didn't know if she could do it had it been with smell and all.

Her hand moved in it for awhile, not finding anything yet. She was careful in case there was the egg in it. No squashing Sheldon!

Post One!
 

The fact that the Chocolate pudding was bordered on both sides by buckets of animal excrement was the main reason why Patroclus hadn't alread sunk his head into the bucket and eaten his way out! Plus the fact that he could no longer tell them apart was also a little worrying!

However he was not one to shy away from getting dirty!


So on went the gloves, and in his hands when into the red bucket! The warmth being produced by the content of the bucket for a moment made him a little queasy on the stomach, but then he just got over and started to deal with it!

The sensation of the bucket's content felt kinda cool, through the plastic gloves, if one forgot what it could possibly be!

Post #3
 

Flicking off the remaining bits of goat poop off the bezoar, Kurumi set it down on the table and looked back at the goat poop bucket. Since she had found that in the bucket, it was probably safe to say that she was done digging through goat poop...right? Repeating the word, goat poop, in her head so many times was making herself feel queasy.

Pushing the blue bucket to the side, Kurumi reached for the purple bucket next and looked into it.It certainly looked different from the goat poop one, but whether that meant it was a bucket of pudding or cow poop was an entirely different story.

Just as quickly as she had done with the goat poop - she really needed to stop saying those two words -the thrust her arm into the bucket and once again felt the warmth that indicated she had her hand in poop...cow poop.

Swallowing, she turned her head towards the ceiling as her hands searched the warm goo. As she continued to search for her egg, Kurumi began to wonder if she was going to find anything...

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Post #3
 

Trying to shake off the feeling that she'd just pulled a tooth out her bucket of poo, Sierra submerged her hand back into the same bucket. Unless she'd overlooked something, the first bucket she'd dug in had contained nothing, so that meant the bucket she was digging in now contained one of her items, and the other bucket probably contained the other. She was digging in the goat poo bucket, she assumed, because the poo she was digging in definitely didn't look like cow manure.

She half-closed her eyes in disgust as she felt her way through the material. After this class was over, she just wanted a shower, and she didn't even want to look at another magical creature for the next day or two.

Pretty soon, her hand came across something large and round that definitely felt bigger than the pieces of poo she was digging through. It couldn't be her egg, she assumed, because it was a little larger than that, too. At first, she thought she had a good hold on it, but then it slipped out of her fingers and went elsewhere in the bucket.

She made a face at that, but then she just dug deeper so that she could find it again. Now that she knew it--the bezoar, maybe?--was in there, she wasn't giving up so easily. Finally, she grabbed a hold of it again and pulled it out. Sure enough, it was a hairy ball of nastiness--a bezoar. She shook some of the poo off it and back into the bucket, and then put it off to the side, so she could continue her hunt.

Poop post #3
 

Yes... Emily was sure her egg bucket had been gold... she dragged the gold bucket toward her, cringing slightly she put her gloved hand into the.... poop... Honestly were they supposed to be able to tell the difference? one thing for sure though... this was NOT chocolate pudding!

It was squishy but not soft, the lumpy poop was hard and had flecks of grass everywhere in it... gross... yucky yuck yuck yuck! *Emily wrinckled up her nose even more*

This was by far one of the most disgusting things she had ever done... and she had had to do some gross things in her time. Mustering up what was left of her dwindling courage she plunged her gloved hand deeper into the poop.

Feeling around blindly Emily's hand clasped around somthing, it was roundish... but not squishy and had a different weight compared to the other poop she's felt. Was it the egg?!?!?

Eagerly Emily withdrew her hand, being careful enough not to damage it if it was the egg...

And sure enough it was! Her egg was back in her hand... a bit morese for wear than before but it was her egg nonetheless.

Emily-Claw

Still... Emily didn't understand why they required an egg with their name/symbol on it... especially now that is was covered in poo poo...

Saylen was nuts!