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Nigel used his finger to pull on the plimpies mouth and ripped it off. Nigel then dropped it in the water and then the harvesting tray, just like Lafay did. Nigel then started to ripping the pieces of meat into small two inch pieces. It was not a gross as Nigel thought it would be.

Now all Nigel had to do was put the meat in the harvesting tray and the excess blood and meat will separate and disappear. Sounded easy enough so Nigel did it and watch it separate and disappear which was the coolest part.

Since Nigel was now done, he cleaned up his station and packed up his bag.

"Thanks for the lesson Professor Lafay"

Nigel walked out thinking this was a pretty cool lesson.

lol XD and some more Vickers in here
 

Kurumi bite down on her lip for a moment, chewing on it absently only to have her eyes widen a moment later when the young Ravenclaw sort of had a mild freak out moment. "You're fine now," or at least she seemed fne. Kurumi was no Healer and she wasn't sure the profession would suit her. Ever. Kurumi's violet gaze moved to Vickers when Chelle asked about him and she could only frown slightly. "Vickers will be fine. He just...needs some space right now." And Professor Lafay was dealing with him right now, which could be a good of bad thing really.

Once the girl was back on her feet, Kurumi returned to her station and slipped her gloves back on to quickly finish tearing the meat that had remained and dropped it onto the tray without a second thought. Disgusting.

THANKFULLY Professor Lafay dismissed them soon after and Kurumi promptly packed her things up and banished her gloves and Scourgify-ed her station. She was going to hav nightmares from this lesson. She could feel it.

Bowing once to Professor Lafay, Kurumi swiftly made her way back over to Vickers. If he wass anything like her, he probably didn't want people to see him like this, but her friendship instincts were kicking in. "Here," she said softly, waving her wand to clean his robes. That should at least help him a little. "You going to be okay?"

He was hoping most of the class would just leave and forget about him so he can just crawl his way (figuratively or literally) out of the dungeons. But then he heard Kurumi checking on him and cleaning him up. It was the strangest feeling-- he was both incredibly thankful and acutely embarrassed that it was his dearest crush friend who sees him at his most humiliating hour of his life so far. "I...I'll be ok..." he managed to mumble out. He looked at her with those sad blue eyes and and added "Thank you." He meant every word.

He struggled to pull himself up, forcing his legs to support his weight even if they currently feel like they're made of jelly. He wasnt even sure where the Professor was at this point, being somewhat stuck with tunnel vision for the time being. His brain was giving very simple commands-- Get Stuff. Get Out. Somehow he managed to get his book bag in his hand, and forgetting-- or maybe just not bothering-- the Plimpy on his desk, slowly hobbled his way towards the door.

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Annabelle got her finger up and began to pull on the plimpie's mouth. She noticed it started to rip off and the sound was quite revolting. Then she was instructed to rip the meat into pieces. She ripped them into small two inch pieces. It was quite gross but she loved doing hands on projects. It was better than copying notes any day. She hoped she was doing it right. She looked at her classmates doing the same as she was. She knew she was following along perfectly.

Belle set the meat pieces in the tray without passing them through the water. The tray she knew would separate the excess blood and the meat would then disappear. She was glad the harvesting was over with. Belle heard the Professor dismiss the class. She had one question, "Professor after all this harvesting, can we wash our hands now to remove the slimy feeling off my hands before i leave?"

Chelle stood up and steadied herself, trying to give her feet some time to get back to normal. She thanked the Hollingberry girl with a smile, and shot a tentative look at Lafay. Should she go back to her desk and finish the meat? Or should she just leave? After all, she couldn't bear the thought of spending another moment with those creatures. Or she'd have to do some time in the Hospital Wing. She eyed Vickers through the corner of her eye and hoped he'd be all right. Then she quietly snuck out of the class.

She had a feeling she wouldn't be coming back here for a while.

Ran out of Ketchup, time to go.
 

Last two steps, it couldn't be too bad. Oakey watched as Lafay demonstrated them and was horrified at the sound that the dead plimpy was making as she ripped it to shreds. He had to to do this! It almost seemed inhuman, but he had already pulled, ripped, and peeled his plimpy so he was no better.

He quickly grabbed and pulled the mouth out and flicked it into the harvesting tray quickly. Now he had to tear it into pieces. Taking one large gulp he held back as much of his lunch after the first tear, It sounded awful, terrible, disgusting, vile everyone else ripping up their plimpy didn't help either. He swallowed down and continued tearing the plimpy.

...

Just as he was finished tearing up the last few pieces of plimpy his lunch came back up again. He couldn't be in this class anymore, Oakey could handle everything else about the plimpy but this was the worst. He dumped the pieces into the tray grabbed his stuff and dashed out of the class. He wasn't sure if Lafay had dismissed the class but he wasn't about to throw up in the middle of it.

As he reached the door he turned into hallway out of the class and let out a loud BLEEEEEEEEEEGGGGGGCH!
He didn't remember having that for lunch?

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Elise shook her head in an effort to clear it before picking up her dead plimpy. Squeezing it gently, she allowed the slime to slop off and into the tray. Noting that the blood separated from the slime, she began to feel a little light-headed but got over it quickly.

Scales? Those were intact. Mostly.



Right. Slime off hands. Finally!

Peeling off the slime that coated her hands, she dropped it into the tray before turning her plimpy over as instructed. Slowly, she began to pull the skin off the creature, feeling a little like she was doing it to herself.

Eww.

A little to disgusted in the moment, she pulled a little too hard and the piece separated. With a mildly annoyed huff, she began again, putting the severed piece into the tray. This happened about three more times until she'd gotten all the skin off.

Now what?

Oh Merlin, that was even more disgusting than the previous part! Using her finger, she pulled on the mouth and quickly dropped it in the water before putting it into the tray, barely looking at it.

The worst had yet to come. Ripping the skin into pieces of about 5 centimeters, she tried hard not to vomit onto the creature. She was ignoring the sounds pointedly, tuning out everything and moving for the most part robotically. Or what was left of it. Putting it onto the tray without dipping it into the water, she didn't watch the tray separate the blood from the meat and make it disappear.

Were they done yet?

Catching up yo!
 

Last two steps? But...but...Mordred wanted more! Looking up at how his professor did the next step, he followed suit and pulled the Plimpy's mouth with his finger and a disgusting ripping sound was heard. This made Mordred smile. It was pretty cool, actually. He examined it first, and dropped it in the water, flipped it around, got hold of it again, flicked the excess bloody water and dropped it on his harvesting tray.

Mordred's grin never left his face as he started to rip the meat into pieces. The sound wasn't so bad. It was just a squeal for Merlin's sake. "Ignore the sound?" Smirksmirksmirk. Mordred shook his head and continued to rip the meat, making sure it was the proper size. After ripping a couple of pieces, he dumped it straight to the harvesting tray.



The boy had to look up to where two Ravenclaws gave in. A young witch collapsed and the other older 'claw went for the buckets. Smirking, he turned back to his Plimpy and continued to rip off the meat. It was an awesome task, and just couldn't understand his classmates' weakness.



Mordred "scourgified" his hands and took a note about their homework as soon as he finished ripping his Plimpy apart. Now this is going to be an interesting homework. He closed his notebook and packed his stuff inside his bag. "Thank you professor for the interesting lesson." He gave his head of house a grin and moved out of the classroom.

2 - Harvesting (part 2)
 

Once all the students left, Hecate closed and locked the classroom... Now she had to clean...

Sheesh