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Herbology I Ah, December. It was quite a mild winter so far, but even with the ground slightly frozen and muddy, the season was still perfect for learning Herbology. Actually, all seasons were perfect for learning Herbology, especially in the expansive Hogwarts greenhouses! |
Henric made sure he wiped his shoes before entering inside the greenhouse no.3. He looked around and no Headmistress Truebridge in sight.Fuu....he let himself in and walked to the back of the class and claimed the stool his usually sat. He wasn't entirely sure what to feel for this lesson yet but it should be something good. He wondered where the professor at, it was weird being one of the first few students to reach her class. He was never early for any classes...but ehh...whatever. |
Herbologyyy! Wheee! Adi did take the time to stamp out most of the dirt and wipe the bottom of his shoes before shuffling into the third Greenhouse all set to greet Professor Headmistress. But the only thing was... she wasn't there. Ah, well. There were other things to occupy his attention like those carts over there covered in sheets. The Hufflepuff wondered if he took a peek if he would ger super cool eyebrows like he had gotten last term from Professor Airey. However, he decided that he should let this slide. Instead, Adi took a seat on a stool at one of the tables next to Henric and got busy by getting his books and parchment ready while he occasionally shot looks at the cart as he chatted with Henric. "How's it going with Leah?'' he asked casually. |
You know, just to clear things up, Zander used to LOVE going to herbology. For more than just one reason, actually, but that didn't last all too long because that wicked man Walton came and ruined that. But even an evil force with such strength as evil, wicked Walton wasn't able to keep Zander from finding enjoyment in one of his best subjects. So that problem was easily avoided. Then the other man... Was Mildred his name? No, that was a girl name... Millard, maybe? He wasn't all that memorable to be honest, but Zander liked him. He made the subject an average one. So after beautiful Professor Bentley, the subject seemed to be cursed. There was never a Professor who could match her skills quite as well. Which is just one of the reasons why Zander was dreding showing up to class today. Even just knowing that they'd have a knew herbology Professor was enough to want to turn him away. Except he was worried for another reason, actually. The fact that their Professor was THE HEADMISTRESS. And oh also the Headmistress HATED him. But whatever, that's nothing. He could totally survive. Which is why he decided to take a seat at the FURTHEST AWAY lab station. Oh sweet Merlin. Zander Adair was not looking forward to this in the slightest. |
Zhenya was super excited for Herbology, and even more excited about the lovely season. The seventh year snake was almost skipping down to the lesson, but decided she didn't want to get a muddy bottom so she went with just walking instead. And though summer was by far her favourite season, she didn't dislike any of them. The path down to the greenhouses made her shoes slightly dirty, and she instinctively gave them a quick clean before heading into the greenhouse for lesson. Headmistress Truebridge wasn't around just yet, but there were lots of stools around. So, Zhenya took a seat at one random one, and kept an eye on the carts. |
Herobology was awesome mostly because he liked Professor Walton and yeah. It was fun to annoy him. Too bad he left and all. Oh well, on to the Headmistress teaching the class now. If not fun it should be interesting at least. With not Professor to remind him to wipe his boots. He didn't and walked over to an empty seat and sat down. No Professor to greet was fine with Dante. Means less talking and he was always fine with that. |
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Janelle made her way to the Greenhouse for Herbology class. She was still learning to love the class and had a hard time believing that it was her sister's favorite. When she reached the door, Janelle made sure to wipe her feet. She did not want to get on the bad side of the Headmistress. Janelle looked around and saw some of her classmates, but no Headmistress. After last term, she felt the need to have her wand at the ready.........just in case. You never knew when you were being tested. Finding the nearest empty stool, Janelle sat down. She busied herself with getting her things ready for class. All she had to do now was wait. |
So Herbology then. This lesson was either gonna be interesting or a dud and it all boiled down to Truebridge. True, it was the same for all subjects but Herbology in particular was one of THOSE subjects, you know? It had the potential to be the most boring topic in the universe and he did NOT want to stay in the greenhouse if that was gonna be the case. Speaking of greenhouse, he was here and all. Wiping his shoes clean because being hexed for something like having dirty shoes did not sound like his way to end the year. No thank you. And Merlin knew, the woman probably had her eagle eyes set on them as they entered-- No. Wait. She wasn't even here. Lolol. Head up, shoulders back and a swagger in his step, Grayson headed over towards an empty seat and sat down. Was he gonna have a peek at what was under those white sheets? Nah! He was just gonna throw it a few curious looks every now and then and wait for an overly brave and curious Gryffindor to come along and do his dirty work for him. While he WAS curious, there was no way that he was gonna risk it. Nah! And where was Truebridge, exactly? |
Norah walked into the Greenhouse with a plain old smile on her face. That's right, no excited bouncing or skipping or arm waving or anything. Herbology was still the bestest subject, obviously, but it'd gotten a whole bunch scarier on account of the HEADMISTRESS being in charge. Who'd decided that was allowed to happen, anyways? She took a seat on one of the stools and held her wand in one hand because of that vigilance thingy mabob, tapping her fingers on the table with the other. What was with the carts? Did they each get their own plant? COUNT SHE NAME IT? The fourth year was practically a professional plant-namer, okay? It was a good way to seem competent in front of the Headmistress. Probably. She didn't have a whole lot of experience with seeming competent to grown ups, which was totally unfair because if tree climbing was a class she'd be the best one probably. She liked to think that she would be, anyways. |
Time for another Herbology lesson. I mean Kace wasn't the strongest in Herbology but he still made the effort to come to class after all. As he made his way down to greenhouse three, he noticed he needed to wipe off his boots since he saw the sign. He began to scrape his feet on the matt and once he felt they were clean, he walked in and noticed others already made it here. He nodded to all of them and began to find his seat. Wait he needed to greet the headmistress. He turned around and noticed she wasn't here yet. Ah well as he went back to finding his seat, he saw the carts. He tilted his head with curiosity and wondered what could be on those carts. Knowing his curiousity got him into trouble, he found an empty seat and took out his sketchbook and began to sketch a bit before the lesson started. |
D-R-E-A-D. Dread: To fear greatly, or to be in extreme apprehension of. Sounded about right. Eden lately just...didn't want to go to Herbology. She was terrified of being in the same room with Cutty AND Truebridge, and she just..wanted to hide under a table. Maybe Cutty wouldn't come to today's class. Maybe. She sighed as she slid onto a stool...she had remembered to wipe her feet before coming inside, today. Lucky. She wasn't the first to arrive, and Truebridge wasn't here, yet, and Eden took a sigh of relief. Tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear... Sigh. She saw Grayson and...Norah? Who else? She was trying not to be noticed. Was it too late to hide? |
Herbology was such a very dirty activity. It if was less dirty, it would probably be more interesting. Like, it was super interesting how plants grew and were all different and how they could be used, but then in practice you had to put your hands in the DIRT. INTO DIRT. Why weren't there better spells for this sort of thing? Still, she was still taking this class as an elective, so Dot bounced her way into the greenhouse and waved cheerfully at the Headmistress. Queen of all the pretty nails and pretty clothes, and she didn't mind the dirt. Surely Dot could manage an extended session in the greenhouse too. If the Head could. |
Ben approached the latest Herbology lesson with mixed feelings. The fact that it was the Headmistress teaching them changed the whole atmosphere of the class, no matter how great she was in the subject matter. The air of her being head of the school simply lingered in the air around her. Add his return to his quiet nature as well as being moody given everything with a certain Hufflepuff and the sixth year knew he had to be careful. He stepped into the correct greenhouse before the assigned time, ready to greet the woman and slip into class with no more care. Except she wasn't there and the two he wished to avoid were. Ben bit back a sigh and moved to make his way to a seat, trying to do his best to avoid looking in their direction. |
Clean attire, shoes wiped on the mat, hygiene fully in check - after last term's Defense class, Sophie got the impression that Truebridge had it out for Flamsteed for some reason, but this Ravenclaw found the two to be very much alike in their need for structure and cleanliness. She prepared the same way for both of their classes, at least, in knowing she needed to be neat as a pin and not a hair out of place. No, everything had to be spotless. And so she was. Stepping into the greenhouse with her wand in hand - another thing she retained from that class last term - Sophie noticed... once again, there was no adult in sight. Sigh. What if she was in the room testing them all over again? Wellllll... at least she'd entered the room with her wand at the ready, and as she crossed over to sit next to Zander, she scanned the entirely of the greenhouse. "Think she's testing us again, like last term, 'bout not letting our guard down?" Soph murmured to the prefect beside her as she set her bag on her lap, still squinting suspiciously and considering... well, it didn't hurt to check, did it? "Homenum revelio," she cast right behind them near the back of the room, then toward the sides, and then directed it up toward the front. Just to be SAFE, right? Someone had to look out for them. |
Herbology!! You wouldn't look at Chance and think he was a Herbology nut but he was. His smile was erupted on his face as he headed into Greenhouse 3. He quickly took a seat on one of the stools and gave a quick look around. He waved at anyone familiar and ones not so familiar either. He was friendly, the boy. Chance looked over at the tables with the white cloth on them. What was under those? Chances mind flicked across several plants he had been dying to get a glance at. He was awfully curious. He bit his lip and placed his hands in his lap. They were covered for a reason. He didn't need to go over there and take a peek. Just a peek.... Surely one little peek wouldn't hurt right? I mean... WHAT WAS UNDER THERE? |
Ready to work with plants, Lux made her way to the greenhouses. She was curious to know what they would be learning about today and she always enjoyed the subject because plants were pretty and interesting. Entering the correct greenhouse with clean boots, she waved at her friends before taking a seat beside Eden. Something...looked wrong? "You okay?" Hopefully it wasn't anything serious! |
Torie walked into the greenhouse and looked around but didn't see the professor headmistress person who looked just like his mum. That was so weird, he hadn't responded like Jay had that first day at the feast but it was really kind of |
Angel was totally happy, she loved Herbology and she couldn't wait to see what was happening, even if Adi was in a mood with her nothing was going to stop her from enjoying another Herbology lesson, she decided to sit on a stool away from Adi and her boyfriend, she would speak to Benny later but for now she wanted to focus on this lesson, she totally wondered what they would be doing this lesson. |
Winter was here. It was surprising how quick time passed by. Bundled up in a winter cloak, Leah wiped her boots clean before entering the Greenhouse. The Headmistress - or rather, PROFESSOR Truebridge was not yet present, although the Greenhouse was quite clean compared to the cobweb-full castle. She walked to a random lab station and took a seat on a stool around it. The Hufflepuff would have tried poking around the carts set up in the Greenhouse, but she was too cold and bored to bother. YAWN. |
Boots wiped at the door, Heather entered the greenhouse and took a seat near the front. Because where else was best for hearing and note taking? Not that she needed help with those things. Her hearing was perfectly fine, thanks. She also avoided sneaking a peak under the white cloths on the rolling carts. She didn't want to be cause of some loud noise or other unpleasant thing happening. Besides, they'd know when Headmistress wanted them to know. |
After wiping his muddy shoes outside, a matter of courtesy, really, Toby stepped into Greenhouse Three and took a quick look around. He was quite looking forward to class today, because he liked Herbology and also he was pretty good at it. The only non-verbal spell he could do to date was related to flowers, though technically it was a conjuring spell. But not the point. ALSO he liked the Headmistress as well, even though she could be kinda scary, though he'd never personally had to deal with that. He supposed it was just a Headmistress-y sort of thing; you had to be intimidating and super no-nonsense, like, as a rule. Spinning his wand between his fingers, as usual, Toby soon found himself a free seat, right by Grayson Whitlock. He gave his fellow seventh year a nudge as he passed him and then the kind of grin he saved just for Grayson, dropping into the seat beside him. "Hey, Stud." Yeah. That was a nickname that was never going to die, not unless Grayson wanted it to, of course. |
Marigold flattened her hair as she entered the room, wiping her feet and practicing what to say. Would she say "hello, professor" or "hello, Headmistress" was the big question. ????? But it turned out that she didn't need to worry, because Truebridge wasn't there yet. She exhaled quietly. OOOOH, good initiative from Sophie Brown! She was going to do that too, if she had remembered quickly enough. She had faith in Sophie Brown's spell-skills, but she whispered a "Homenum revelio" nevertheless. She gave waves to Norah, Sophie Brown, and Eden before sitting down. |
Killer plants were hopefully on the agenda for the lesson she was headed to today. There was just something about the possibility of losing a limb that fascinated the Gryffindor. Not to mention that the healer most likely could grow them back... so... it really wasn't even scary. No shoe wiping happened because she just flat didn't think about it. AJ wasn't trying to be disrespectful or anything. Nope. She just had killer plants on her mind, and you know what multi-tasking did to her. There was a lack of mud on the floor anyways, and no professor in sight so nothing to worry about. Ohhh... what was in those carts? Why were they covered in sheets? It had killer plants written all over it, it did. AJ bit her bottom lip as she debated going over there for a peek. |
It was quite an experience entering Greenhouse Three after two years of less than impressive surroundings. Or...actually, that was a rude thought. Less than POLISHED, to be more precise. If the intention had been to make the building seem more inviting, Gabe thought it was a success. He definitely preferred to be in a clean workspace over one crawling with insects. So, kudos to the Headmistress for any well-placed charms and magic involved in the renovation. Also, no...Gabriel wasn't curious at all about the cloth covered carts. Just cautious. When had he become so wary in nature? It was hard to pinpoint. Taking a seat near Toby and Grayson, he cut his eyes towards the carts once more. Boots wiped, though...and mind ready for molding. Were they starting soon? |
There was a lot of balancing books as she made her way to the greenhouses. Beverly had lost track of time at the study tables trying to explain the difference between hexes and curses to a few stubborn Snakes. It helped less when they would wander off and share facts of their crushes. It was the last time she was helping if those girls kept daydreaming while she tutored them. That or she'd demonstrate them the difference personally. Tucking her books into her bag as she came to the entrance of Greenhouse Three, the Prefect cast a quick spell to clean her boots before entering. As she did, Beverly went to her usual seat, eyeing the carts covered in white sheets. What was Truebridge hiding under there? Were they going to work with something poisonous? Hopefully it was extracting rather than just watering. Beverly didn't mind getting a bit of dirt on her hands. |
Arriving at Greenhouse Three Hady wiped her feet outside the door and then deciding to take it a bit further used a quick 'Scorgify' on her shoes as well. That should do it. Pulling the strap of her bag up onto her shoulder more she made her way inside the greenhouse. Not spotting the Headmisstress at all the brunette went and sat at her normal seat setting her bag down at her feet. Sitting quietly and waiting for Truebridge to arrive she couldn't help but take notice to the carts. What was on them and why were they covered up? Hopefully she wouldn't have to wait long to find out and whatever it was would be interesting. |
Herbology. Now maybe the would actually learn something this term with the headmistress was teaching them. For the first time the sixth year was actually excited about herbology. wrapping her sweater around her a bit tighter as she walked across the grounds toward the greenhouses. Heading into greenhouse three she wiped the snow and dirt across the doorway before walking in. Not seeing Truebridge there there yet she quietly made her way down toward a seat. Hmmmm wonder what was under those sheets on those carts. Plants? Materials for plants? A new a car? Haha probably not. She was just going to have to put her patience hat on and wait it out with everyone else. |
SPOILER!!: Adi & Henric Ilia was cold this morning and trying to dispel the emotional funk that she had fallen into had been hard. She was doing her best and held herself despite wearing a sweater under her robes and boots like she used to do prior to this school. It was her first time being cold since she had moved to Britain and she couldn't help wonder if it was to do with what was going on in her head. She had thrown her parents letters into the fire when no one was looking last night. She didn't want to see them anymore. Looking around the classroom, she almost hid in the back again like she had been doing. Henric and Adi had caught her gaze though and she chose to go sit by them instead. She tucked in beside Henric and waved at both boys silently. What they were talking about was irrelevant , she really just wanted to curl up on Henric and steal some body heat. She wasn't used to being cold and she sighed a little and leaned as comfortably as she could in the given space. |
The fact she’d only been at Hogwarts three terms now and had experienced three different Herbology professors hadn’t skipped Brooklyn’s mind, even when she’d been feeling horrible. That had been fixed by a trip to the hospital wing over the holidays, or at least she hoped it had been. She still hadn’t set foot in the study area in the Slytherin common room since that time, just in case it was something wrong with that area. It wasn’t paranoia either. She preferred avoiding work anyhow, so not going over there wasn’t a big deal. Just as her interest in the headmistress simply because she felt a kinship with her wasn’t a big deal. Except the headmistress wasn’t in the greenhouse as she’d arrived, making sure there wasn’t any mud on her shoes from the trek out to the greenhouses. That was odd, and so was the fact once again there were carts covered in sheets. Professors seemed to like mysteries this term, and the little redhead wasn’t going to ask. Instead, she simply made her way over to the lab station Hady was seated at, dropping into an open seat across from her. Apparently they had to wait for the headmistress to arrive before anything was going to happen. |
no more 'arrival' posts please! :) see attachments (will turn into links later) 2 Attachment(s) Wow, no one had touched the carts with the sheets on them? And not one, but TWO student leaders had cast a homenum revelio as they entered the room? Sophie's and Marigold's spells did indeed reveal a presence in the far back corner of the room, almost too far away for them to notice. It was the Headmistress, no need to be afraid She cleared her throat and waited for the class to get quiet. "Good afternoon, class. Excellent arrivals; nice, quiet, and clean. Also, thank you for your CONSTANT VIGILANCE, Miss Brown and Miss McAlister. Five points to each of your houses." She gave each of them a very genuine nod of approval and then positioned herself in front of the first covered cart. "Now then, let's jump right into it. Today we are going to work with a semi-dangerous plant, nothing too out of the ordinary, but something still interesting and useful nonetheless. In case you were unaware, Herbology is not just the wizard's way of gardening; it is a deadly subject if you are ignorant and a valuable way to turn a profit or save lives The Headmistress whipped the white sheet off the first cart with a flourish, revealing a large box-shaped planter with numerous green plants with purple flowers and twisted roots on them. "Who can identify this mundane plant for me, and tell me something useful about it?" |
SPOILER!!: didn't see the first post T_T Semi-dangerous plant? Why did he not like how that sounded? He didn’t like dangerous stuff…despite being a Gryffindor. Honestly, being a Gryffindor did not mean he loved danger. He was more the cautious Lion who would enter danger if he had to. He watched as the Headmistress pulled off the white sheet off the first cart and Yoongi leaned a bit over the table to see it better because the person next to him was blocking his view a bit. Which plants were that? ……he…had…no idea… plants were obviously not the answer. He would sit this one out and wait for someone else to answer. |
Adi eyed Henric. Not so keen on the subject of Leah, was he? Well, that might be becasue he constantly teased him about her. He simply narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Okaaaay. I don't know why you don't make a move.'' The sixth year hadn't realise something going on with Ilia and Henric rather than Leah and him. Hehe. "Who's Benny?" he asked at the precise moment the said Gryffindor walked in. Woops. That had been unintentional but it wasn't like he really cared if Benny heard or not. Anywaaay, there was Ilia! Adi grinned in her direction. Awh, she looked cold. ..................... Looky! Professor Headmistress! And she was getting started! Excellent! Adi watched as she removed the sheet from one of the carts. Semi dangerous... those plants looked not even one bit of dangerous. The Hufflepuff studied them for a bit before raising a hand. "By their looks I think they may be Mandrakes,'' he volunteered. "It is also called Autumn or Mediterranean mandrake.'' That last bit was useful, yes? |
Ahh, there was Headmistress Truebridge. And she had some plants. Zhenya knew what they were as soon as they were shown to the class, by the leaves. She would always remember them based on those leaves, because every time she saw them she remembered when her Grandpapi was teaching her about herbology, and she told him matter of factly that it was a spinach plant. Big spinach leaves. But as she was going to raise her hand, Adi had already volunteered the name. But she had another fact, so raising her hand she said "The plant was sometimes used by muggles, a long long time ago, as a theatre medicine to make patients unconscious." |
Hady twisted in her seat to see Headmistress Truebridge when she heard her movements at the back of the room. So she had been in the room the whole time! As the older women made her way to the front of the room she turned once more to face forward in her seat her hand moving to rest on her quill that she'd pulled from her bag only moments before in case she needed to take down notes. She listened quietly with the headmistress spoke only moving to get a better view of the plant they'd be working with today when it was shown to them. Hady raised her hand into the air slowly, "I think it's called Mandragora aut-atumn...alis. Autumnalis." Yeah some of these plants had hard names but she was sure she'd said it correctly doing her best to remember what else she'd read about it in her text book. "Something inside the plant makes it highly poisonous when eaten...I can't remember what it was though..." Oops. At least she was trying. |
Jackson just sat at his seat quietly waiting for the lesson had started. He was busy doodling at his notebook then he didn't notice that the class had started until he heard the Headmistress was speaking. Quickly he stopped doodling and closing his notebook. Semi-dangerous plant? Hmmm... This would be interesting. He noticed the plants that Truebridge had shown to them. It's a Mandrake, right?" The Korean boy answered as he raised his hand. "I remembered that it was used for the cure of Basilisk attack back in..... When the chamber of secrets were opened." He didn't remember exactly the year, but he did remember that it was the time when Harry Potter was in his second year. |
SPOILER!!: Before class starts -------------------------------- The headmistress had finally arrived and she had brought along her wheelcarts, probably filled with her plants to show to the class. He was right,not long after she revealed to them a few plants he had never seen before. What were they? They looked like harmless looking flowers to him? They didn't look dangerous at all. See...no wonder he was never good in herbology studies. But Henric was determined to know more about this particular plant because he knew he needed all this knowledge in order to survive in the wild while hunting dragons. He was going to sit this one out and let his classmates answer. Taking notes was good too.... |
*dies at 'WHAT DIS.JPG'* Yeah, no, Toby was probably never going to get into the habit of checking a room with that homenomenemenomnomnom spell as he entered, because he just wasn't suspicious enough. Of anything. Didn't see a reason for constant vigilance, and was generally far too trusting of everybody and everything. Luckily there was no opportunity for him to have blurted that out, as they got straight on with the lesson. Uhhh... hmm. Were they Mandrakes? Toby couldn't really tell, because his brain was just... not switched on or something. Clearly he'd been doing far too much History of Magic studying, and thoughts of that had just taken over his entire brain. He stared at the plant, the flowers, the roots. The roots in particular, because it was the root of a Mandrake that was usually dangerous and screamed a whole lot and looked all human and could totally kill you. But he could see the roots, and... yeah. Hm. HMMM. Maybe? He had no idea. And he suddenly couldn't remember a single page of his Herbology journal either, and it was all a big mess in his brain. Sooooo Toby kept quiet, choosing not to answer or anything, and quietly drummed his fingers on the desk, getting ready to take some notes. Normally, getting things wrong was okay with him. But not in this class, not today. If there was a practical portion, THAT would turn out better for him. Yep. |
At last, madam Headmistress arrived and Herbology was underway. Janelle looked with curiosity as she removed the mysterious sheet and uncovered plants in a planting box. And the answers came before Janelle could properly process the question. It was a mandrake. That much was already said. Now Janele had to think of an interesting tidbbit to share with the class. When something popped into her head, Janelle raised her hand. "Like Hady said, the plant is very poisonous. The roots and the leaves are especially poisonous. They can make a person have hallucinations and other bad symptoms." |
Um asdfghjkl????? Did people see this? MARIGOLD NOMIDDLENAME MCALISTOR had just received POINTS. OUTSIDE OF THE LESSON, FROM THE HEADMISTRESS!!!!!! There was a lump in her throat that threatened happy tears, because um….this was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her. Instantly, she decided she loved Herbology and the Headmistress, who she had always been scared of, was suddenly a kindred spirit. As for the plant, the only thing that came to mind was ginger. Ginger had cool roots, kind of like that plant, but…was there a magical form of ginger? "Is it some sort of ginger plant?" |
Norah turned and beamed at Sophie and Marigold. MAN, look at them earning points. She'd always known prefects were the coolest and all that, but this was PROOF. Real live actual proof that the entire class had seen. That was radical. She gave Mari an extra thumbs up before turning to face Professor-Headmistress Truebridge again. She grinned at the introduction, because semi-dangerous plants sounded all sorts of cool, and put a piece of parchment in front of her but left it un-titled. Gueeeess what. She didn't know what those plants were called which meant she couldn't answer the question which meant she couldn't even raise her hand in her very own favorite subject which was totally sad. It also meant that she couldn't title her notes with anything, and THAT meant she just had to sit there looking totally useless in front of the Headmistress. Did she mention that this was TOTALLY UNFAIR? Because it was. In her favorite class, too. Sigh Sigh Sigh. The fourth year sat up straight with the most attentive-est expression on her face, keeping her lips zipped shut and hands folded in her lap. See that? She knew how to be polite when it mattered, even if it seemed like it was the only thing she knew at this point. |
The voice of the Headmistress drew Cutty's attention away from the blanketed carts for the moment before she was behind one of them. She revealed the plant beneath it and he recognized it as a mandrake, not from it's appearance alone but from it's scent. He looked over at Hady and his hand went up. He responded as if partially to his fellow snake and partially to the Headmistress. "Alkaloids. They're highly toxic if in high quantities the effects being similar to taking too much Belladonna." |
Eden heard those click clacks and winced slightly. Right. Class was finally starting. Ugh. She just..had to remember what Emmalee Quinn(Futurely HOWELL) said and keep her head up around this woman. Right. She squinted at the plants...this was easy. She knew this. EDEN KNEW THIS. She raised her hand. "It's a....mandrake...as others have said...extremely toxic." She said softly. But she had a question, which she tried to seem.....as not stupid as possible, but she DID. "Um..Pro---headmistress? You said it was a mundane plant--so it's not the magical mandrake? Are there two different kinds?" She felt like it was a dumb question. But she didn't want to ASSUME anything... |
Sophie was unsurprised when her spell did reveal a presence in the back of the room, and Soph smiled over at Mari, who had copied her in thinking something could be amiss. Smart cookies they ended up being, too, because she would've hated to see what Truebridge would've said to them if no one had checked the room like that. Soph wagered that this would've turned into another defense class, if not just for the first few minutes of class. So... it was good that they could just move along. Points were nice, too, and the prefect smiled gratefully at the Headmistress as she finally let her guard down and unpacked her class materials. Just doing her duty, ma'am. The plant, then. Yes... a mundane mandrake seemed quite right, though she could see where Mari's guess of ginger came from. Any guess of a plant with tubers made sense, really, but it came down to the shapes of them, the leaves, and the flowers that gave away its true identity. Giving a quiet hum of thought, Sophie considered the mandrake before raising a hand, "I think it's interesting that our magical mandrakes can be used to make a Restorative Draught to undo the effects on someone who's been petrified, while a mundane one like that is commonly used an an anesthetic back in the old days to knock people out before surgeries - which the magical ones do, too, knock people out with their cries, but s'cool that different mandrakes in the Mandragora genus have properties that can harness kinda like... y'know, knocking people out and can bring them back under the right conditions." That's what was mega useful about magic, of course. "But a mundane one like that... well, I don't think it'd work in a Restorative Draught 'cause it's not the mandrake plant of the magical variety... but that's not to say it wouldn't necessarily not be useful entirely, 'cause plenty of mundane plants are used in potions. S'just different, right? Maybe it'd be a different level of effectiveness?" Trying to make the comparison between the two and tie together magical versus mundane ended up being more difficult than she thought, and she was slightly anticipating a reprimand of, This isn't Potions class, Miss Brown. But what was a kid to do? Everyone else had said all the really useful things anyway. |
Sooo you got points for using the revealing charm? Was that even that it was called? This lion wasn't sure, but she could come in screeching that spell at the start of every lesson if that meant more points for her. For some reason though she figured it wouldn't do her much good with the other professors. Perhaps Dakest would appreciate it. Mental notes were made Once the contents of the sheet were revealed, AJ was highly disappointed. Elation turned to dissatisfaction in mere seconds. She was on a freaking emotional roller coaster over here. Chocolate was needed for her mood dip. No? Fine. Yeah, it was a mandrake. Several people had said that already. What AJ had to offer though... well, it was waaaay more entertaining. The fourth year raised her hand and waited to be called on. She was pretty sure she had read that large doses would only make it worse and that kind of defeated the purpose. Oh well. It was bound to be super entertaining. |
So was Lux to expect Professor Truebridge to be lurking at the back of every lesson? Because if so she could blast a few revealing charms. Clearly she still had some work to do when it came to the whole CONSTANT VIGILANCE thing within a classroom. Moving on. A plant was revealed and yep, it was a mandrake. She could remember reading about them in preparation for the Herbology OWL. A lot of people were already replying with that answer so Lux didn't see the need to be redundant. Instead she busied herself with listening to what her classmates had to say about the matter. |
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Oh. Okay. Bunz hadn't snapped at her and was almost nice about that. Eden relaxed a little in her seat and nodded, writing down everything she said. She liked going over both the plants...she thought it was cool. And look at SOPHIE BROWN....impressin' Truebridge and whatnot. Eden gave her classmate a thumbs up before looking up at the board. She didn't REALLY want to stand up and touch the plant, but she would. Slipping on her gloves, she approached the plant and just let a finger swipe over the leaves...and the flower...and then the potato-like part..."Well, aren't they related to potatoes? It kinda' feels similar." She said. She thought she'd read that somewhere...in the vast, vast Herbology universe of knowledge...most of which Eden didn't possess, but she TRIED. |
Catch up Angel had been totally in awe of the plant that she had forgotten to answer the first question at first. She raised her hand and smiled. "They are supposed to be very rare right?" Angel was sure that was true, she hadn't seen them that much around. Angel then listened to the professor again and put on her dragon hives gloves, she loved this lesson and so she was totally going to touch the plant, she had to if she wanted to go exploring. Angel raised her hand after she had touched one. "Professor, aren't they supposed too be tufty and they are purplish green in colour." Angel wasn't sure about the colour but well she decided that she was going to guess, she wanted to get on with the activity, saying that she would have to see the head about exploring, since that is what she wanted to do when she was older, she wondered if the head had an advice on it. |
So they were mandrakes. Ben might have registered the appearance of the offered plants had he been more attentive. Instead he had simply listened as other students spoke, including certain ex friends and scribbled down notes in the process. Anything going to be on his NEWTS was even more important than what he might need for the lesson, or even any homework to come. He had to admit, he had thought there had only been one type of mandrake when catching reference of it. He copied down what appeared on the chalkboard, creating a kind of diagram to keep the information between magical and mundane clear. No...he did not want to get up, but mention of the gloves, reminded Ben that he would likely need them on at one point, so the Gryffindor slipped them from his bag and onto his hands once he finished his notes. Ben tentatively raised his hand anyway to try and describe them from what he remembered. "Um...they are perenials...with um branched roots and...5-petaled flowers." |
catch up Beverly squinted her eyes at the plants on the cart in thought. The roots is what gave it away to the Slytherin. Had she only seen the leaves then her guess list was as long as Merlin's beard. Raising her hand, Beverly straightened her posture absently. "A mandrake. They are used for various health conditions." Colic, pain, ulcers. Health stuff. Touching stuff was happening. Reaching into her bag, Beverly took out her dragon hide gloves and slipped them on. |
They were... mundane mandrakes. Toby could have kicked himself. Well, actually he did, even though it was kind of awkward to do so. REALLY, though, such a simple thing to have overlooked, but he'd gone and done it. Promising, right? Shaking his head at himself, Toby did his best to write some of this stuff down. Truebridge was saying a lot of words and usually in Herbology that was never really a problem for him, but today he was having trouble getting his brain to do the thing and it was... well... kinda disheartening. Anyway, right, so... physical characteristics. And an offer to get up and go have a look? Toby hesitated for a moment, though he wasn't sure WHY, and put up his hand first. He REMEMBERED now that stuff had already been SAID. Typical. "Well, the roots, they're all twisted, right? It's actually a thing where, well... y'know with magical mandrakes the roots as basically sort of... humanoid? And scream and all that. Mundane mandrake roots can sometimes sort of look like human bodies too, but it's usually more to do with that's just how they grow. They don't scream or cry or anything like that." Sooooo yeah. That was a thing. "I'm not sure if it's just coincidentally how they grow or maybe if like, a magical mandrake is just a more developed mundane one or something, but I think it's pretty cool." Okay. He was gonna go say hello to the plants, even though he'd already answered. Toby had his gloves with him (small miracles; he often left them in his dorm on the days he actually needed them), and so pulled them on before heading over to the cart with the mundane mandrakes, and carefully picking one up to take a better look. |
Kate stared at the mandrakes as she fished her dragonhide gloves out her bag and put them on. Did Kate want to come touch the plant? No, not right now. Her mind was racing with something different she could throw out there. She tried to remember what had been said so far, but there was so much information that she wasn't sure what would be new and what had been said. Meh. She raised her hand into the air. "The roots branch out to resemble little human-like forms," she said, eyeing the mandrake as she spoke. "Both mundane and magical, right?" She was kind of nervous to speak up, especially when she wasn't sure of her answer. This was the HEADMISTRESS right here, people! |
Oh the lesson was starting. Awesome! Now she got to see what was under the sheet on the cart. semi-dangerous plants? How come she liked the sound of that? hehe. She wrote down what Truebrigde had said about Herbology and being deadly if you were ignorant all of that stuff. Anyway... MANDRAKES! That's what was under the sheet. She sat up a bit straighter in her seat it see better. "Those are Mandrakes, They are a root. used for restoring things back ton their original state." They could touch it! Fun. She fumbled around for her drangonhind gloves, She wanted to touch it. "Some call it “devil’s candle” because it resembles a flickering flame." She gave a little nod after she was finished with her in put on the subject. Finallly she found her gloves and put them on. She was ready to touch the Mandrakes. |
Wow, she didn't mess around. Then again, she was the Headmistress as well, so she probably had Headmistress-y things to do. Either way, Heather was learning more now than she had in any Herbology class she'd attended since she'd transferred to Hogwarts. Like the two forms of mandrake. She'd only known about the magical kind. Which meant that she was silently taking notes for now. After all, the Headmistress was only asking about the mundane mandrake, right? So she had nothing to add since she'd only learnt of it a few minutes ago. |
*catches up* Huh? What in Merlin's name was Sophie Brown on about? The Gryffindor gave her a strange look, but nodded and let her do her thing. Why the heck would the Headmistress be hiding from them, was the real question. Of course Zander probably would've known had he attended that Mandatory DADA class Truebridge held last term.... Except he had to attend a "Mandatory" Detention instead. The strange look he gave Sophie, however, was absolutely no match for the even STRANGER look he gave the headmistress when she basically appeared out of nowhere and awarded points to Sophie and Marigold for the whole checking the perimeter thing. Uh... Had Zander missed something here? Because surely the whole school had gone insane if they were supposed to walk into an empty classroom just to expect the teacher to be hiding from them. Okay, Zander had always known there was something off about Hogwarts, but this was... much. Still giving the Headmistress a funny look (not on purpose of course) he was a bit distracted to take a proper look at the plants. Of course if he had seen them himself, he would've known they were mandrakes right away. Or at least he would like to think that he would. Got an O on this OWL and everything, it was one of the few. He loved herbology, okay? Well he loved it before the crazy Headmistress Ahem. He was only drawn back to the lesson when Sophie joined in with a very lengthy, intelligent sounding answer about something potions related. Honestly, Zander wasn't really able to follow her train of thought but he totally added to the validity by nodding a bunch and making it look like he completely agreed with her answer. And of course Truebridge loved it. Sophie Brown could do no wrong. Also she was probably the smartest student of all of Hogwarts, so that probably helped too. Anyways. Zander did put on his gloves as recommended, but he didn't get up to go pet the plant, deciding that mean having to get real close to the Headmistress. Keeping a safe distance was probably best. You know, maybe she forgot about the whole incident last year? Zander was hopeful. He did decide to raise his hand this time around though, just so she knew he was still paying attention. "Well, they have got fruit , berries that are kind of globe shaped," that counted as a physical description, right? He motioned his hands to replicate the globe shape as he spoke, "But they only really start fruiting in the autumn," of course the berries stick around for a while after. But you know, details. |
Gabriel had been silent up until this point, diligently taking his notes and jotting quotes here and there from the more relevant answers given. Yes, most of them were comprised from Toby's contributions. He was just brilliant and the Ravenclaw admired his brain. It was a lovely one. Sophie Brown and Cutty Mordaunt were featured, too, as they both always seemed to know what was going on. Smart people were smart. ...and he perked up with potions mention. Yes, potions from all things. And while Gabe wanted to ask more about the brewing aspects, there was another, more pressing question just on the tip of his tongue. So, slipping on his gloves, he reached out to touch the twisted plant. Eden was right. It did seem very potatoequs. "Do the properties of the plant change drastically depending on what species of Mandragora it is? As there are....five different types, if I recall right." |
Thinking that the staring professor was merely stunned by her epic response, AJ kept eye contact with her while beaming. She would take five points like the others got for going that extra mile. See... it was such an amazing answer that it warranted repeating. This was probably for the benefit of those in the back of the greenhouse. Everybody have their listening ears on? Yes. Okay... "I was saying that the pretty flowers are used---" A light bulb went off. Oh. Erm. Well, this was awkward. The headmistress professor ma'am didn't actually want her to "come again." Fine. It was her loss really. Where she had read it was anybody's guess. AJ didn't normally pay attention to details. "Witch weekly, I think." She didn't know what kind of magazine it was at first, okay? Touching the mandrake was going to happen. AJ slipped on her gloves and walked toward the plant. Squeeze. Squeeze. Yup, Eden was right. It was a potato or related to one at the very least as she had commented. "Feels kind of wrinkly to me. Maybe it needs some water." What was the question again? |
So she had remembered the text correctly and her answer and been right. Awesome. A lot more answers were being given though and what she needed to do was catch everything that was being said, especially if the headmistress said it would be on the OWLs and NEWTS. Grabbing her quill and a sheet of parchment Hady opted to remain silent for this next question to catch up on taking down her notes. Nothing wrong with that. And since she didn't actually "Have" to get up and touch one of the plants she didn't. What she did do was lift her head and stop writing for a brief moment to get a better look at the mandrakes when the cart was brought closer. That was enough for now, no sense in bothering with it if she didn't need to do so. Odds were she'd have to work with a plant at some point during this lesson anyhow. So back to jotting down notes for her. |
Dot wasn't really interested in touching the plant, even with gloves on. Nope. It was kind of a nasty looking plant, with all the twisty bits, and apparently, it was dangerous? Why were they handling DANGEROUS plants? And dirty ones too, since there was dirt clinging to the roots there. No thanks. "I'm going to touch the thingy with my eyeballs, please, Professor Ma'am." Dot did wear her gloves, at least, but mostly because she thought they looked kind of fabulous, and she hung back and made a show of LOOKING at the plant. "It has a big root, so I bet it's tricky to repot. And probably fussy about the kind of dirt it likes." On account of the alkaloid, yucky poison of it. |
Marigold nodded along eagerly, anything to please Truebridge. So it wasn't ginger, but it was a mundane mandrake. Okay. She could handle that. She slipped gloves on and touched the plant tentatively. She wasn't quite sure what to say, so instead of an answer, she asked a question. "What makes the roots look like that, like people? Because I know ginger does that too. Or is it just random roots, and humans thought they saw themselves there? Like constellations?" Her thought was concise and smart, but on the way out her mouth, everything got jumbled up. Oops. |
Zhenya listened intently to everyone's answers and facts about the Mandrakes, making mental notes of their answers, as well as Professor Headmistress Truebridge's responses and comments. But now Truebridge wanted them to describe it to the class. She commented "I always thought the leaves reminded me of spinach plants. You know, the big spinach, not the baby spinach leaves." But not so much in how the plant looked like something fat had sat on it and squished it. What else could she describe about the plant? Well, nothing really. Everyone was doing that, and a good job too. She noted the way everyone explained the characteristics of the plant and other useful or random facts. Zhenya thought that touching it would be okay, and she liked to get dirty. But gloves were a must, so she pulled her own dragon hide gloves out and put them on, walking forward to touch it. What other information could she say about them? "They look like the organic purple carrots my cousin buys. Each carrot seems to have four ends." It was true, they looked more like one of those wooden back massagers, or wire head massage/tickler things than a carrot. "Can you imagine peeling every nook and cranny of those things?" Zhenya never peeled them, she just chopped them up, much to Sophia's disgust. She didn't have much else to say, so she stepped back to let others come and have a play with the Mandrakes. |
Yes! He had been right along with Zhenya and Hades. He made it a point to scribble down all the things that he could. NEWTs were next year but he liked to be prepared. Ocasionally, he would shoot AJ a look. Boy, did her answer amuse the heck out of him. He was positive she had made up that. LOL. Touch the mandrakes! YEAH! The Hufflepuff pulled on his own pair of dragon hide gloves after dropping his quill into his open inkwell for safe keeping. On his way to the get closer to the cart, he supplied an answer, his hand up even though he was walking. "You can ell when the fruit is ripe because it has a shade of colour between yellow and orange.'' Berries were a physical part of the plant so yeah. Adi supposed that answer could work. Anyway. With the dragon hide gloves on, Adi didn't really think he got the true feel of the plant. "I think the leaves are kind of smooth.'' Or was he off with that description? |
Oh. OH. Mandrakes! She knew about those...kinda...but the type she knew about had babies at the bottom and these ones were much boring-er than that. Mundane, right. Not that they were REALLY boring because Norah didn't believe plants could even be boring, but they were boring-ER. There was a difference. Once she'd finished writing down all that the Headmistress said about the plants, she pulled her dragon hide gloves and made her way up to the cart. She stuck one finger out and gave the mandrake root a soft poke. WEIRD. Heheh. She touched once more before returning to her seat and putting a gloved hand in the air. "Well, the root is pretty big right now, so I guess it's matured just like the magical kind of mandrake matures...except these ones just grow instead of growing like a baby." That part was obvious, right? These roots did look like twisty person-ish THINGS but they weren't real babies. Not that magical mandrakes were REAL babies, but y'know. This was getting confusing. "You have to wait for the magical kind of mandrake to mature before using it in potions, so I bet you have to wait for the mundane ones to mature too, before using them in the an- anes-" she squinted at the notes she'd written before. "Anesthetics." Theeeere it was. She'd gotten to the word eventually, okay? |
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"Go ahead and add onto your notes, if you haven't done so already. Then EVERYONE needs gloves on a pair of earmuffs. I will not move on with the lesson until everyone is earmuffed, is that clear?" She looked around and didn't wait for them to give her the all clear to start passing out ugly earmuffs. The bin of muffs was under her second cart, and to show WHY they would need earmuffs, she pulled the sheet off the second cart. HERE were the magical mandrakes, all of them crammed together in one big planter, with their leaves all a-rustlin' and tusslin' because they were getting too BIG to be together. "Quickly, before we all get muffed... tell me some more properties of the magical mandrake so we know what to expect when we tug them up!" |
Aha! Hairy too, huh? Adi nodded happily at the Headmistress. She certainly gave him a bit more of an idea to the feel of the plant. He bounded back towards his seat to make more notes. Wheee! He was LOVING this lesson! He looked up from his notes taking to take a pair of earmuffs that were handed to him. They had Big Bird's head sticking out of them. COOL! Big Bird was nice... and yellow like all things Hufflepuff. Hehe. Okay, soooooo properties of the magical mandrakes. The Puffer raised a hand. "We can expect the mandrakes to be screaming and crying but we shouldn't be able to hear them because of these.'' He held up his earmuff. "That's a good thing because their cries are dangerous but only if they are fully grown.'' Adi didn't state what happened to persons who heard the younger mandrakes' cries on purpose. He would leave that for someone else. |
Opening her notebook, Lux began recording the information about mandrakes. Even though she had read a bit about them last term there was always more to learn and notes never hurt anyone. They actually helped a lot, and NEWTs were next term so a lot of studying needed to be done. The opportunity to touch the plant arose, and even though she didn't really WANT to do it she figured she might as well. Pulling her dragonhide gloves from her bag she placed them on her hand and approached the mandrake. Carefully she felt it. Eden was right about the potato relation. Yummy potatoes. Now she was hungry. Back at her desk, Lux added on to her notes so that she was up to date with everything that was going on in the lesson. ... And of course there was the big reveal. She had been expecting that given the nature of today's lesson. Raising her hand to answer the next question she said, "The cry of a mandrake is fatal to humans." Grabbing a pair of gross looking earmuffs, she placed them securely onto her head so that there was no way she could hear the plant's noises. |
Didja hear that? Didja HEAR THAT? She, Norah Lillian Kittredge, had said something GREAT. Man oh man this was one for the history books, especially 'cause the real live actual headmistress had said is so it was definitely the real deal. She beamed at Headmistress Truebridge before ducking her head down to add the new notes to her parchment. Maybe having the headmistress for a professor wasn't really that bad. Maybe. She looked up quickly as Truebridge uncovered the second cart, hazel eyes wide 'cause look at those leaves RUSTLE. This was going to be totally radical. She could feel it. The fourteen year old held a pair of fluffy earmuffs to her cheek as she put a hand in the air to answer the question. These things were crazy soft, did everybody know? Ahem. Mandrakes. Riiiight. "They scream like crazy, like mad little babies! That's what the roots look like, too. Mad little babies. I think they're really loud." Hence the earmuffs. The soft, soft earmuffs. |
Gabriel flushed slightly at the redhaired woman, carefully settling the mandrake in hand back down on the cart. "I have other questions about this...but I can ask later." They were moving on, or so it seemed, and he didn't fancy holding anyone up. And it was just knowledge for knowledge sake. anyway. So, nothing urgent. Retaking his seat, he ducked back into his notes, hand flying quickly to add the new information, and to quote his peers. Smart peers. Gabe couldn't even have snarky, 'tude-filled thoughts about the situation. It was kinda nice, actually. "Their behaviors match what a human child's would?...As...they grow older, they mirror their age.".....That had actually sounded much smarter in his head. Was he even making sense right now? "For instance, they'll act out as teenagers will do when they reach adolescence...and when they mature, they'll demonstrate more adult conduct." That....had also sounded better in his head. Cheeks flaming slightly, he stood to select his muffs. Plaid for him, thanks. |
Eden sat up a little straighter when Truebridge....well, to say she had been impressed would be over stating it. But Eden noticed that..."oh, I don't think your answer was completely stupid" look. Hmph. She eyed the choice of earmuffs...and...let out a laugh. Wow. Okay. "Your...earmuff choices are....brilliant, Headmistress." She said with a small chuckled as she SNATCHED the hamburger ones because those were REAAAALLY cool. She wondered where Bunz had gotten them...she kiiiiind of wanted a pair, to be honest. MAGICAL MANDRAKES. Eden raised her hand once more, the other one scribbling down notes frantically, and sighed. "Well. I remember reading somewhere that mandrake behaviors parallel that of humans...which I find really interesting. I also had another question, Headmistress--" she said, blinking a lot, and hoping...well, wow. Okay. Her cheeks turned red. Nervousness. Ahem. "These plants definitely seem to...somewhat have their own little minds and whatnot--what stops them from being creatures? Is it just the fact that they have ROOTS and grow in the ground?" Because they seemed like such a mixed.......oddity, really. |
Henric had his own dragonskin gloves on but he felt it was a little crowded over at the front so he preferred to remain seated and listened to their observations instead. He took down notes as well about the Autumn Mandrakes, carefully putting them in each bullet points.Then, they were told to put on earmuffs because they were going to pull out magical mandrakes now..cool! There were tons of different colour earmuff designs available for them to choose from. Henric chuckled at the variety he saw, there was even the pink fluffy one, why did it remind him of pebbles?...Man...he missed that little pet rock already. He hoped Prof.Flamsteed found her soon...Anyway, he grabbed quickly a piece of earmuff with no girly, frilly things on it...nope. "Umm...they look like humanoid babies when they're young, professor,"he answered. |
YES that kale stuff, it looked just like that too. It surely wouldn't have much Vitamin K in it... maybe it would, but the toxic effect would outweigh the healthy effects of the Vitamin K. But anyway, it was time to move on and write some dot points, which she did. Mentally and physically. And now they were asked to put on some earmuffs. Oh, WOULD they be repotting magical mandrakes? A beat of excitement bubbled up as she reached for a pair of tartan earmuffs. But just before she put them on, there was going to be more discussion. Probably because the earmuffs were the good magic kind. And there they were; mandrakes. Oh, look at them and all their spinachy goodness. What would they expect? Zhenya could make a big list of them, but she would just settle for one. She raised her hand and said "They will bite your finger if you put it in their mouth." She remembered that; finger was NOT to be used as a dummy. |
'Excellent' made him feel a bit better, and elicited a smile from the Hufflepuff as he paused to watch it get added to the board. After a few more moments checking out the mandrake, Toby backed off in order to make space if someone else wanted to have a look. Earmuffs only really meant one thing: they were about to look at the magical version. Toby took his pair of earmuffs (a 'HUH?' pair), and was about to put them straight on when another question was asked. Sooooo he placed them around his neck in the meantime, letting them hang there instead while he raised his hand. "Even though only the adult cries are fatal, even the cries of the super young baby ones will knock you out, which is preferable to dying but still pretty unpleasant." And, y'know, counterproductive when it happened in the middle of the classroom. Toby glanced at the contents of the cart that had been uncovered, trying to ascertain what life stage they were at. Not adults, he guessed, mainly because Mandrakes were usually re-potted when they were still super young, and those ones were all together. Likely they were babies. Curtis-aged. Maybe toddler mandrakes. Toby didn't think they'd be allowed to work with the adult ones, not with much closer supervision; earmuffs could malfunction or get knocked off accidentally and everything, after all, and that would not be a happy accident. |
As the lesson continued to move forward Hady hadn't stopped with her note taking. Not until she had listed everything that was being said nice and neatly on her parchment. Setting her quill aside she lifted her gaze once more to the mandrakes. As more talk about the magical plant was going on she leaned over bending down to get her bag that was sat on the floor near her feet. Quickly rummaging through it she found and pulled out her dragon hide gloves. Slipping them onto her hands she made sure they fit nicely before doing anything else. No sense in taking any chances when working with something dangerous. Accepting her pair of earmuffs the Slytherin couldn't help but grin at it knowing who Big Bird was from her childhood. She remembered watching him all the time growing up. Placing them earmuffs on her head she left them just covering her ears halfway so that she could hear what else was being said for the moment. When nothing more was being said or done she pushed the muffs down firmly over her ears and gave them a good pat to make sure they were where they needed to be and she'd be safe from the mandrakes shrill shrieks of displeasure. |
Not unusually for Brian, he was in a state of disbelief at how much the magical world had managed to hide from Muggles. Every time he thought it couldn't get weirder, the universe just seemed to have to prove him wrong and chuck something even stranger in his face. This time, it was plants that look like babies whose cries were fatal. Good gosh. Brian didn't offer any feedback this time, perfectly satisfied to take notes. There was SO much he didn't know. OH. EARMUFFS! Brian snatched a pair blindly, grinning at the depiction of Big Bird on them. Cool. His gran would probably be really excited about those. |
As people were poking and prodding the mandrakes, Cutty was searching for his gloves in his bag. He finally resorted to accio'ing them and put them onto his hands. They were the same old ones his mother had gotten for him. Previously used and with added wear to them, they nonetheless lasted and at last fit like...really good. His hands were no longer swimming in them. His gloved hands cupped around two plush hamburgers one to go over each ear. Wasting no time he swung them over his head and over his ears, but then he saw the Headmistresses little red lips moves and he pushed the muffs so that they hung around his neck. "Would yer say that the potency of their shrieks is in proportion to their maturity level, then? And that the younger they are, the less likely they'll be to kill yer." His hands idly pulled at the plushie hamburgers that hung around his neck for the moment as he considered the somewhat repetitive nature of what they were saying. "Is zar always going to be true? If yew were an infant like would the screams of a young magical madrake carry the same potency fer yew as the screams of an adult mandrake on an adult witch or wizard?" Or were young mandrakes always going to produce less lethal effects no matter the age of the audience? |
Angel was going to enjoy this lesson, she totally went and got a pair of earmuff and put them on so they were on snuggly, she hoped that she could hear everything that the Professor said but there was only one way she could find that out and at the minute it wasn't time for her to find out. Angel raised her hand. "Professor can't they do something to you, that makes It so you can't move?" Angel wasn't really sure but she thought that she would guess at that. |
The corners of Kate's lips edged up into a small smile. She didn't know why she was so intimidated about giving an answer to the Headmistress. She guessed it was because the woman was in charge of the whole entire school. Yeah. That was probably it. That was a pretty big job, Kate thought. Kate followed along with the lesson and quickly added onto her notes. She put her righthand glove back on, since she'd been taking notes with that hand, and then accepted a pair of earmuffs. Were those...hamburgers on the end? Great. Headmistress Truebridge wanted MORE properties?! Kate could come up with loads, but coming up with things that had already been said was the hard part. Raising her hand, she added, "You can tell when a Mandrake is fully matured, because they start moving into each other's pots," she said. That was important, because wouldn't their screams be the most fatal? |
Ilia had barely registered Henric draping his hufflepuff scarf around her until she felt the warmth. Blushing a little she wrapped it tightly around herself. It smelled like him too.....yup she piled the scarf a little higher to hide the blushing. It was enough that Leah and the school rag mag thought that they were a couple, she didn't need to be blushing in front of the whole class. --------------- She added to her notes quietly, not having anything different to add then the rest of the class. Earmuffs.........she looked at the contraptions and frowned........they were all odd. Very odd. She didn't think the headmistress would find the color changing charm being used on them too amusing so she looked for the least ridiculous looking pair.........and nope some one else had grabbed them. Sighing to herself a little she picked up a pair of 'hamburger' muffs. It was a muggle sort of foreign food that she had seen but not experienced. Why one would want food shaped things muffing their ears made no sense to her. What if some sort of animal recognized them as food and attempted to snatch them on your walk outside? Food ears was not a good thing..........in here she figured it would be harmless though. |
Yes, but after they got into a pot wouldn't they need water? Didn't all plants need water? That was pretty much gardening 101 or Herbology 101, whatever. This was her sister's area of expertise. AJ was just here hoping that somebody got bit or something else cool happened. The earmuffs were bloody brilliant. AJ was all over the one that looked like a hamburger. Back up people. This one was hers. Snagging that one, she thought about what to add to the comments already made. Ohhh... she had a Ravenclaw-ish answer. "They get pimples." Beam. |
Well no...he supposed you couldn't tell they were perennials from glancing at them. But Ben considered it a physical characteristic since it meant it was a hardy plant that didn't die at the end of the season. At least he had gotten the flower part right which wasn't hard given he could see them in the examples. The Gryffindor added all the acceptable observations into his notes, including the perenial fact since Truebridge had added it to the list anyway and then looked to the selection of ear muffs they were shown. The least weird were the tartan ones so Ben grabbed a pair, securing them to his head before following the headmistresses attention to the cart she had just uncovered. Those would be the magical mandrakes. The plants even moving like they were creatures like their roots portrayed. As for the professor's request that he heard with only his uncovered ear, he stayed quiet. His classmates seemed to have a good grasp of things. |
Truebridge... liked what she had to say? That was mega cool, and Sophie grinned even more gratefully at the Headmistress for appreciating her verbalized thought process. She WOULD, in fact, go see Culloden about that later, too. Maybe they could experiment and SEE how a mundane mandrake component would work differently than a magical one, or... maybe Culloden would already know. Either way, SHE WAS GOING TO FIND OUT. Taking avid notes and copying down everything on the board, Sophie was happy when both Toby and Zander, too, got approval for their answers. Though... Soph did not miss Truebridge's little thing about "trouble," and the Ravenclaw gave her fellow prefect a nudge of encouragement as if to say, hey, it's fine. Zander hadn't caused ANY trouble that she knew of this whole term, so he didn't need to let that bother him, right? His record was clean this term. No need to sweat it. He'd done well. When instructed to put on their dragonhide gloves, Sophie did so, and when the earmuffs were passed out... she got the fuzzy pink ones, which was pretty much the best thing that ever could've happened. Too bad they weren't pink AND purple, but the pink would suffice just nicely, yes. Sophie put them on over her ears, testing them out to see how they would fit briefly before sliding them down around her neck to rest there while they continued their discussion. Others were quick to offer up properties of magical mandrakes, which worked out just fine as Sophie didn't mind letting other people earn brownie points from Truebridge. She'd done enough impressing for one day, probably. But in reality, everyone else just said all the things she could think of offering up to the table. That was ALSO good, though, because that meant they were a smart bunch of students and the weight didn't all have to fall on one person's shoulders. She was super excited for this, though. Mandrakes. MAGICAL MANDRAKES. How cool, right? |
Marigold dutifully took notes, adding to the column she had made about mundane mandrakes. Magical mandrakes she knew a bit more about, like how they had been used to kill Death Eaters in the Battle of Hogwarts. But that was more of a tidbit. She raised a hand to answer before she put her earmuffs on, so that she could hear her own voice. "Dugbogs and Flesh Eating Slugs eat mandrakes." Did that count as a fact? "And their leaves are used for antidotes in potions." With that, she slid the pink fluffy earmuffs over her ears and adjusted it for comfort. This was going to be SO FUN. |
Y'know if it hadn't been for the rest of what she said, Zander would've actually thought that Truebridge was willing to see past the events of last term. Except for the comment about trouble. Because Zander was about 700.98% sure that she wasn't talking about the berries. She was talking about him. It didn't take a Ravenclaw to figure that out. Except a Ravenclaw did figure that out. That much was evident enough when Sophie turned to give him a reassuring look. Which, by the way, most certainly helped, though he still felt pretty bummed out about the sneaky comment. He had a REALLY great answer. And he had been all beamy before the trouble thing because now he was just, y'know. Man. So much for being hopeful. At least no one else got it though. AND he technically hadn't done anything wrong yet this term, aside from those OWL scores he got back, so ahem Zander Adair was moving forward. Speaking of which, the class was moving forward from the mundane Mandrakes to the magical kind. Zander didn't really feel the need to add to the descriptions, seeing how well that went the first time, plus repeat answers were never really appreciated. So he just decided to reach for a pair of earmuffs. .... Uh. Did they come in any other colors? Not that Zander really cared about that kind of stuff, but when you could choose between burger muffs and pink fluff balls, he kinda did care a little bit? The Gryffindor opted to go for the least ridiculous option and opted for a pair of the "HUH?" earmuffs. It was kind of fitting considering "HUH?" was one of his main catch phrases. |
So the headmistress actually had been there all along. Brooklyn had been sort of impressed by that, although not quite as impressed when it became evident they were studying mandrakes for the lesson today. That seemed way too normal for Hogwarts, in a weird way, and she’d stayed quiet during the question and answer session. Most of what she knew about mandrakes had been said already anyhow, so she’d just continued watching the proceedings. Notes could wait, and she’d slid her gloves on while she listened to the discussion. She wasn’t about to risk getting dirty or worse, bitten by an unruly mandrake baby. She’d dealt with enough bites for a while, even if it was fairly certain the mandrake wouldn’t leave her feeling horrible. Pain wasn’t fun either after all. Neither was passing out due to the mandrake cries, so she’d grabbed a pair of earmuffs as soon as they’d reached her station. The pink ones, of course, as they seemed the least weird. Solid colors. It would have been nicer if they were green, but at least she didn’t have hamburgers on her head like so many others. She’d clamped the fuzzy pink earmuffs over her head solidly once it seemed like things were moving on, anyhow. The headmistress would have to figure out another way for her to hear things now. |
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"Interesting thought, but I had never considered these to be creatures... they simply don't have anything resembling the digestive system of a creature. They are still plants and still experience photosynthesis... you know, converting light energy into chemical energy for their fuel. I can't think of any creatures off the top of my head, magical or mundane, who solely use photosynthesis like a plant does. Also," she held up a finger, realizing as she did so that she was probably rambling now, "mandrakes are only humanoid or creature-like, if you will, in cosmetic appearance. That's just the fun or dangerous aspect of them. You do still harvest them like any other plant and chop them up like a plant and repot them like a plant and water them like a plant... but I digress. You'll see by the end of term, I'm sure, why mandrakes are 100% a topic for Herbology and not one for Care of Magical Creatures." Why, the Headmistress was almost beaming by the end of that response. Wow. She really DID miss teaching Herbology. Quote:
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OKAY. Whew. This class had certainly delivered and proven that they knew the theory and a lot of background about mandrakes. And what some kids didn't know, well, with these notes they would certainly be able to study the mandrakes in more detail later. Now, moving on to some practical magic... "I'm going to show you how to move a mandrake from its GENERAL HOME HERE," she spoke VERY loudly and gesticulated to the original cart full of rustling baby mandrakes (in case some people were already muffed up), "to HERE," and Bunz dramatically threw the sheet off the next cart, which was full of brown terra-cotta pots. She tapped both carts with her wands so that they expanded into one long workstation where students could belly-up with plenty of elbow space to work. "ONE MANDRAKE PER NEW POT, PLEASE. Toss some dirt from their original container on top when you move them; that way they'll feel more at home. Remember to firmly grasp the mandrake at the top of its head when you move them. DO NOT DROP THEM. Watch me first." And... go! She led the way by snapping on her own pair of pink fluffy earmuffs, firmly grasping the mandrake at the top of its head (bottom of its tufty leaves), pulling it STRAIGHT UP and out of the general pot, and quickly over and into a new pot. She gently swatted its long finger-like roots away from the edge of the pot where it was clinging and crying, and tossed some dirt on top to stifle the cries and placate the 'moody brat plant,' in Dot's words. When it was all covered (it only took a matter of seconds), the Headmistress gave everyone a thumb's up to signal that they should try now. |
Exactly what she was looking for? Adi blinked in surprise but he was pleased to heard that he had hit the nail on the head. This lesson was really shaping up to be an awesome one! Pleased with himself, the Hufflepuff modified his notes by adding the extra bits from the board. In his opinion, the best answer provided was given by Gabe. the Ravenclaw really had provided an accurate description. Gosh, the read headed lady was shouting, yo. Hehe. At least Adi would be able to hear her VERY clearly. He was positive he would have heard her even with the earmuffs on, LOL. Alrightey, so move the mandrakes from thereee to there. that can be done! Yessers! Ahh, a demonstration! Time to earmuff up! He slapped the Big Bird muffs snugly around his ears. Adi got up again to move over to the mandrakes after watching the demonstration and seeing the thumbs up. The Head made it look totally easy but little did he know what he was in for. He grasped FIRMLY one at random at the top of its head with his gloved left hand and TUGGED upwards. Out popped the ugly, screaming mandrake though to Adi it looked more like a Silencing Charm had been placed on it. He quickly turned his attention to the elongated cart-turned- workstation to dump the screaming thing into a new pot. the only thing was the mandrake seemed DETERMINED not to go into its new home O__O "Come on!'' Adi pushed away at it's flailing roots that were preventing it from settling in. GOSH. Such small plant was putting up such a fight! The Hufflepuff kept pushing away at the roots that wanted to keep hugging at the sides of the pot, all the while the thing kept screaming in his face and being all flaily. Luckily he couldn't hear otherwise he was positive he would have been knocked out by now. And deaf too. FINALLY, after what felt like year, the mandrake was placed into the pot after Adi had somehow managed to move away all the roots from the new pot's end. What a work out that had been! He now scattered dirt from the original pot onto the top of the mandrake. Enjoy your new home, mandrake! |
...Lux was going to take the difficulty with which she heard the instructions as a GOOD sign because it meant that her earmuffs were effective. If she couldn't hear Professor Truebridge shouting she wouldn't be able to hear the mandrakes. For the moment, however, she removed them from her ears and placed them around her neck. You know...so she would actually know what was required of her before starting. Okay, re-potting it was! Snapping the earmuffs back in place securely, Lux watched the demonstration. The Professor made it look pretty simple, but she figured it would definitely not go as smoothly for her. Approaching the mandrakes, she chose one at random and FIRMLY grasped the top of its head so that she could remove it from the soil. Using a fair bit of strength she pullllllled the plant free. Ewwwww, it was HIDEOUS. O_o Seeing it up close made everything so much WORSE. Also didn't help that the plant was clearly throwing a tantrum. Thank goodness she couldn't hear anything because then she would be unconscious. O_O Quickly, Lux set about moving the mandrake to its new home. Hopefully it would be pleased with the living arrangements because they seemed to be very particular. With no small effort, she STUFFED it into the pot. Phew. This was a lot of work! Mandrakes did NOT make things easier when they kept trying to grip the sides of the pot and not settle in to their new home. Dirt from the original pot was tossed over the plant; hopefully that would help calm it down. |
Marigold squinted and focused all her energy on Truebridge's mouth, which was forming words. She had put her earmuffs on too early, evidently, and she didn't want to risk it by taking them off. She could make out some words from the lipreading - home, new pot, not dropping them. Plus, she got the body language too. But it had been about 10 minutes idolizing the Headmistress, and she COULDN'T LET her NEWEST idol DOWN, could she? (The answer was no). So, she carefully ran through the steps in her head to make sure they made sense. Grab the mandrake by the bottom of its leaves and top of its head(?), then take some old dirt and put it into the new dirt, then put the mandrake in. Easy peasy. Hopefully. She took a deep breath and, on Truebridge's okay, placed both hands around the stalk, low, near the head. She pulled hard and, to her surprise, was able to pull the plant out on her first try! Yes, STRENGTH! She put off a victory dance until later, then moved the mandrake (whose screams looked funny without sound to accompany them) over the second pot. She let go of the plant with one hand, which she used to scoop up some dirt from the original pot, then sprinkled the dirt into the new home. Okay. Now for the hard part. Her left hand had returned to the mandrake, which was squirming around and generally being VERY DIFFICULT. She pushed experimentally down on the plant into the pot, but was halted. A root was stuck on the pot. Marigold pushed and prodded and pulled and did ALL THE THINGS until, at long last, the mandrake was potted and she was sweating. She swept a sleeve over her forehead, then went to take off her earmuffs. o______O THANK GOODNESS SHE DIDN'T. |
Did Zander realize how perfect his earmuffs were? Because they were completely perfect for him, and Soph offered the Gryffindor a goofy grin to convey this line of thinking. His "Huh?" ones, her fluffy pink ones - both of them lucked out in getting ones that were practically perfect for them. They looked AWESOME also. More notes were being taken, then, as there were loads more things added to the board, but most of it she already knew anyway, so maybe she would've been better off just NOT taking notes. But... in case someone needed to borrow some notes later, she supposed she had some sort of duty to have very thorough notes, so she kept at it until the very last word was written down. There. All caught up. And just in time, too, for Truebridge was moving on. Oh and she was DEMONSTRATING, TOO. Sophie quickly slid her earmuffs back over her ears and patted them down firmly, making sure the flaps were tightly down so no sound would get in, then she leaned over and did the same for Zander. Just a friend helping a friend, nbd, and she patted HIS flaps down snugly, too, so he would be all safe and sound and free of fainting and death and stuff, then offered him a cheeky grin. GOT YOUR BACK, ZANDER ADAIR. SAVED YOUR LIFE. After Truebridge's demonstration, Sophie gave a nod in response to the woman's thumbs-up signal. It wasn't THAT hard of a task, really, and she'd seen her mother do this before. It was nothing they couldn't handle, so Soph followed suit of the others and chose a mandrake to stand in front of. She tugged her dragonhide gloves on tighter, gave an extra pat to her earmuffs, then grasped her chosen mandrake firmly at the top of its head and PUUUULLED upward with all her might. OUT of the soil came a very, very ugly-looking thing - it looked like a half potato, half troll hybrid, if you asked her - and it writhed and wiggled in her grip as she struggled to nicely repot it into the new pot beside it. She succeeded, then quickly transferred soil from the old pot to the new one, covering up the mandrake root as it threw a hissy fit... until it was covered and hopefully much more content that way. Nothing like some nice soil to soothe a crying plant, right? |
Zhenya was making a lot of mental notes here, and hopefully she remembered them all when she got back to her dormitory after lesson, so she could write them all down. But now was time to repot the mandrakes. Zhenya watched what Headmistress Truebridge was implying they do, prior to having donned her earmuffs, and was impressed at the magical stretching the Headmistress had done. Awesome. Following her lead, Zhenya quickly pulled on her pair of tartan earmuffs, immediately deafening her. She couldn't hear anything. So, she watched as Headmistress Truebridge pulled out a mandrake, and put it in the new pot. It was a swift transfer. But now it was Zhenya's time, and although she had done it before, it had been a long time. A very long time. 10 years perhaps. And even then, her grandfather was helping her. Zhenya made sure everything was secure, her pot and her mandrake were there, and her gloves were pulled up properly. Done. So, with her left hand, she secured her hand on the head of the mandrake, underneath all its spinachy leaves, and pulled UP as hard as she could. It took a second, and the mandrake popped out of the soil, and into the terra-cotta pot. But it didn't want a bar of it. Roots shot out, clinging and wrapping around the corners, it didn't matter how hard she pushed its head, it didn't want to get in. With her other hand, Zhenya peeled off all the roots from the edge of the pot and held them in her other arm. There you go, I've got you now. And she put it all in the pot, letting go of the roots and letting them free inside the pot. Hopefully it didn't try to climb back out of the pot. She sprinkled the open areas with dirt from the original pot and covered the potato baby up. But no taking off her earmuffs until she got a signal or something. |
Earmuffs were already put on perfectly. The Korean boy was busy to copied the facts about mandrakes on his precious notebook. Herbology wasn't his strongest subject so he had to pay attention more in order to succeed his OWLs. Besides, the others already spoke up about the facts of mandrakes so he didn't bother to add some Jackson then watched Truebridge demonstrated to re-pot the baby mandrakes. So they needed to pull the plant, then put it into the new pot and add the soil. It didn't seem difficult for him. Okay, now it's time for him to re-pot. Making sure that his earmuffs were on, then he grab his dragonhide gloves because you know, working in Herbology was messy and he needed to keep his hands clean. Taking a pot of mandrakes and its new pot, then he firmly grasped the top of mandrake's head and pulled it out. Wow, it really took a little bit strength to pull this plant of. It seemed like this mandrake didn't like to be pulled. Ugh. Was it crying? It seemed so, but he couldn't hear of course because of the earmuffs. Then he tried to put the mandrakes to the new pot. "Welcome to new home, buddy." He said, but why on earth this mandrake refused to be placed here? Come on, this new pot was nicer and bigger for you! Maybe he needed to place some soils from its old pot. But still, it refused to move. "COME ON!" The Korean boy shouted and forced the mandrake to be placed. He peeled of the roots that hugged the old pot with his other hand and quickly put it on the new pot. There you go! He added more soils on the top of the plant. Woah, it wasn't as easy as he thought, huh? |
Yoongi had been quiet throughout the lesson so far as he had been busy writing down useful notes he could use for his OWL studies later on. He stood up to reach for a hamburger styled earmuffs and put them on his head, covering his ears to protect himself from..not fainting or dying… Checking if it was secure, Yoongi got his answer when he realised he did not hear the Headmistress Professor until she started to shout. The Gryffindor watch her demonstrate how to repot the mandrake and watched her movements carefully before she gave a thumbs up for them to do the same. Yoongi stared at the hidden mandrake in the pot in front of him and grabbed the top of its head under the leaves with his gloved hands. He pulled it straight up and the mandrake began to shriek and cry so loudly that he could hear it through his earmuffs but he was still standing so he had them put on right. When the Headmistress had demonstrate how to do it it had looked pretty easy. But this was proved to be wrong because Yoongi had trouble holding the mandrake with just one hand with all its struggling so he used his other hand to support the bottom which made him hold it closer to his body. He did not hear it nor felt it but during the struggle of placing the mandrake in a freshly new pot, the Gryffindor crest of his robe had torn as the mandrake had bitten that area and it was only after he had put the mandrake secured in the pot and he had thrown some of the original sand in to the pot that he saw his torn robe. Grabbing his wand, the Gryffindor pointed it at it and repaired his robe to its original state. Being an advanced charms student did come in handy some times. |
Even though her earmuffs were already firmly in place covering her ears nice and snugly the third year gave them one more pat just to confirm so. Just in time too because the Headmistress was now shouting rather then speaking the next set of instructions. She was sure she'd have heard her either way but this was good for she knew she wouldn't miss anything. Quickly grabbing up her quill once more Hady took down the rest of the notes she needed to before turning her attention to the demonstration that was being given. It didn't look very hard to do. Grab it, move it to the other pot and cover with dirt. Simple enough really. It was time to get started. Moving forward she got herself one of the old pots with the baby mandrake inside and stood herself at the long table where the new pots were. Setting the pot down she used her right hand to hold the pot and with her left she grabbed the mandrakes head firmly just beneath all it's leaves and gave a good yank upwards. This took more strength to do then she thought at first but she managed it, dirt falling from the struggling screeching plant thingy. Thankfully she had her muffs tightly over her ears so it wouldn't affect her. Quickly she went to move the mandrake to it's new home. This wasn't so easy either. Hady had to use her free hand to pull it's roots together in a bunch and not let them go for when she did it would grab onto it's pot again or flail about to much. After a few seconds of struggling with this she was able to gather all the roots together in one hand the best she could. Hastily she placed the mandrake down into the larger pot holding it still with her hand while pouring some dirt from it's old pot over top of it. Patting the dirt into place seemed to help a lot for now it appeared to be once more happy? Or at least it wasn't struggling to get free anymore. With that not so simple task now complete she turned her attention back to the Headmistress. Was there anything else she needed to do? |
So Kate had concluded one thing for sure: the Headmistress was REALLY nice. Kate couldn't imagine the woman being too hard or too cruel to anyone. She felt herself becoming less and less nervous and more focused on the lesson itself. Kate dipped her quill in ink and copied down the last of the notes before turning back to the Headmistress. Or was she considered a professor while in this class? Or both? Hmm. Kate gave a light gasp when the sheet was suddenly thrown off one of the carts. Was that MANDRAKES? She shuffled around until her hamburger-shaped earmuffs were firmly on her ears. Ohh. No, not mandrakes. Something else. Well, her earmuffs were on just in case anyway, and it was a good thing because the Headmistress promptly began her own demonstration of the repotting process. Kate then followed suit. She got a firm grasp on the mandrake at the bottom of its leaves and pulled it straight up out the general pot. She moved it quickly into its new pot, laughing just a little as it held on to the sides the same way the Headmistress' mandrake had. Kate finally got the Mandrake situated the way she needed to then tossed some dirt on top until all the necessary parts were covered. |
Angel was totally enjoying this lesson and now she was going to get to repot the mandrake. How awesome was this... she was torn between learning about magical plants and muggle plants when she left the school but there was still time for her to decide what she wanted to do. Angel took out the Mandrake and smiled, this was going to be awesome, she had her earmuffs on correctly and she was glad about that because the little plant was making a lot of noise by the way it was moving in her hand, she held on tightly as the little devil continued to make a lot of noise and continued to wiggle in her arm. Angel took the creature and pot it in another pot, she was fed up of watching the wiggling and attempted escape of the Mandrake, she pushed some soil around the plant from the original pot and tried to make the mandrake feel at home she didn't want the poor thing crying and not liking the new arrangement that she was giving it, once she had the dirt in the new pot she patted it down making sure it was nice and firm and waited to see what the Professor wanted them to do next. |
Norah pressed her fluffy pink earmuffs to her ears and turned her attention to the the Headmistress's hands as she pulled up the mandrake and stuck it into the other pot. MAN, these things were funny looking. She shut her mouth tight to keep from giggling, before realizing that nobody could hear her anyways and letting out a few tinkling laughs. Plants were the coolest things EVER, did everybody knew? She sure knew. Look at that thing, like an entire person except a plant. That was crazy cool. The fourth year positioned herself in front of a plant and watched for Truebridge's signal. This couldn't be too hard, right? At the sight of the thumbs up, she used both gloved hands to puuuullll the mandrake up by its leaves. AW YEAH, LOOK HOW MAD THE LITTLE DUDE WAS. She beamed at the squirming thing as she she tried to jam it into the other pot, poking the roots down under it with one hand and scooping soil into the pot with the other. She gave the roots another poke because they kept clinging onto the edge of the pot for some reason, and added more soil. Stubborn little things, weren't they. Adding another handful of soil, she gave everything a few firm pats and looked around. Could she do another? Pretty please? That was RADICAL. |
No snotty remarks, eh? Her beam was getting bigger. Her face would soon be hurting from all of the smiling. It was official. AJ had given an answer that was good enough to be added to THE BOARD. Did everybody see that? Now they were getting down to business and she made sure the hamburgers were placed firmly on her ears. As cool as it would be to get knocked out from a screaming baby mandrake, she wouldn't be able to pull one out by its mandrake head if she was passed out. Why did life have to be so hard? She wanted her cake and she wanted to be able to eat it too. Would would want a cake to look at anyways? Okay... she was getting sidetracked. Focus. AJ watched the professor demonstrate what they needed to do and once she got a thumbs up, she eyed her work station. Baby mandrake uprooting time. Or were they really babies because they were "mature" enough to be moved? Maaaybe she should pay better attention next time. That probably wasn't going to happen. Two handed mandrak snatching was going to happen. The lion grabbed the mandrake hard... didn't want to drop it, right? She pulled it straight up by it's head. Oh yeah, it was definitely crying even though she couldn't exactly hear anything. Imagination time it was then. She suddenly wanted to stick her finger in its mouth even though somebody had claimed they would bite. How hard could they bite anyways? Instead of finding out, she booped him on the nose and plopped him into his new pot home. "There you are..." Nice digs, yeah? AJ flung some dirt on top of him. "Bet you feel snug as a bug." Pretty legit eviction. She would be down to uproot some more plants from their homes. It was be even cooler if they were super dangerous. You know, just sayin'... |
He'd made the Headmistress laugh, that had to be a good sign. Laughing always meant happy, didn't it? And happy was always good. Yeah. Definitely a good sign. Even though he'd not actually intended his answer to be a funny one, Toby could definitely roll with it. Once it was time to get started, Toby pulled the earmuffs back up and over his ears, only when he was extra super certain that Truebridge had finished giving her instructions. The world went suddenly silent, eerily so, and Toby wondered if perhaps the earmuffs were enhanced with magic to make extra sure they did their job. His gloves were still on from when he went to take a look at the mundane mandrake, so Toby went ahead and moved to the work area, eager to get started quickly. Wasting more time at all, Toby zoned in on one of the mandrakes. He firmly grasped at the leaves, right at the base where they sprouted from its head. He adjusted his grip, making certain that he would wrench the plant from the soil and not accidentally pull any leaves out. When he was absolutely certain he had hold of it properly, Toby gave the mandrake a great pull. It took a moment, 'cause Toby wasn't exactly amazingly strong, though the fact that other kids had removed other mandrakes meant the surrounding soil was more likely to give when he pulled. But out it came, the mandrake, covered in soil and quite clearly bawling its head off, though Toby wouldn't have been able to know that without looking. The earmuffs were doing their work. He allowed himself a second just to take a good look at the mandrake, because he was curious about all the plants ever. Not wanting to get TOO distressed, or... like... cold, or whatever, Toby quickly and carefully moved it into its new pot, the one right in front of him. After settling the mandrake inside, the Hufflepuff used his gloved hands to scoop up soil from the original plant, taking it from the exact position he'd found his plant, and adding it to the new pot as well. So it felt more at home, like Truebridge said. When that was done, Toby looked up and towards Truebridge, because they weren't going to be able to hear her if she called out for their attention again. Yeah. His EYES were his EARS now. Except that his EAR!EYES kept straying back to the mandrake, watching the leaves squirm slightly, and then back to the Headmistress again. And back to the mandrake... and then the Headmistress. |
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