Well that compliment he actually meant. Since he liked Zeke and all. But then Dante was just stunned when he heard Kaycee's compliment. Well.....Uh.......what do you say to that. Plus what she said after that. Making the Professor even flustered. This was actually impressive.

"Thanks Kaycee"

He was smirking. It not like you can so no, I am not to that.......So anyway time for mediation and come on Kaycee be serious. He did not want to get in trouble. Though he was just a second away from cracking up from what Kaycee was saying.

"They need carbon dioxide"

Probably said but he was having a hard time concentrating now.

Angel smiled at she went and found a spot and then she listened to what the Professor said, she was still trying to figure out why the Professor didn't say hello to her by name maybe he couldn't remember it. Angel decided she might as well tell him.

"It's Angel sir." Angel smiled as she then raised her hand as the Professor spoke about plants, something that Angel was totally interested in. "Professor Plants need to be put somewhere with sunlight but also with a bit of shade." Angel was wondering what the next part of the lesson would be about.

Silently taking hold of the hands of the two people beside her the Slytherin let her eyes slipped closed for some meditation.

Slow breath in. Slow breath out.

Clearing her mind of absolutely everything other then just breathing for the moment. Honestly this was becoming something Hady could enjoy and it was easy to focus her mind on nothing. Sadly it was over to soon and she blinked her eyes open releasing the hands of her friends.

What do plants need. Well everything that came to mind was already being said many times over. Rather then repeat all those things she kept quiet for the time being. There would be more questions as the lesson progressed on. That she was sure of.

Plants were pretty cool, but to be honest all Ellery wanted to do was grow celery. Ellery/celery??? GET IT??? HAHAH. Anyway.

"Plants need LOOOOOOOOOVE. It's scientifically proven that…." She didn't actually remember this study. She wasn't the biggest biology fan. "When you sing to plants…and…classical music???? Violins???? They grow BIGGER. Surprisingly, the same works for people's BRAINS. Maybe."

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He cleared his throat to call the attention forward. “All right everyone...quick meditation...hold hands with your neighbor…” he lowered his voice a great deal to invoke...relaxation. “Let us...clear our minds….” he was just above a whisper. “Think of all the bad energy….pent up in your body, in your soul...slowly breathe in…..” Paul slowly breathed in, but as the leader of the meditation could not hold it as long as he would like to. “And hold it in….think about what is bothering you today...think about anything that causes you….negativity….”

Paul could think of a few things for this..mhmm….

“And as you slowly breathe out...let us push all of the bad ideas and thoughts out with us...let the negative energy flow into the air…” He always worried for the plants...what if they got HIT with the bad energy? It was why he opened the door after the meditation. GET THOSE BAD VIBES OUT OF HERE! “Let them drain out of you….you are left with you and your thoughts….” His voice was still soft. “Think of today...think of the fresh start you have for life...every day...you get a chance….to prove yourself...every day….think of your goals….how you wish to accomplish them….” Ahem. Paul was speaking softly, STILL, and had his eyes closed. “And think of all that you are blessed with…”

Paul could think of MANY things. One being his students. Blessing, they were, even if they were grumpy sometimes. Or sad. Or mad. Paul didn’t care or mind. People were people...and people had feelings.

“And with that--we will begin our lesson--” his voice was normal once more and he let go of his neighbor’s hands, returning to the front of the room. “Everyone find a spot! We’re going to be talking about something I find VERY important for anyone interested in seriously taking care of plants--muggle OR magical.”

He grabbed his wand.

“But first--tell me--what is important for plants? Nutrition wise? What do they need?” He waved his wand and a title appeared on the board.

Davie didn't really like the meditation part of Herbology, but he liked all the other parts, especially all the parts about plants. He raised his hand eagerly to respond to Professor Myer's question.

"Some plants need regular trimming and pruning to promote healthy growth, sir!" In addition to the water, sunlight, and C02 his classmates had already mentioned.

This class was completely ridiculous.

Daxton resented all of these positive energy classes, but Herbology was a core subject and that made it harder to miss too many classes without someone noticing. He had remained resolutely silent since entering the Greenhouse, only sneezing those quiet little sneezes of him on account of all the plants (he had not yet got the hang of the Anti-Allergen Potion, and refused to drink a potion someone else had made).

And as for holding hands in a circle?

No.

Avoiding it had not exactly been hard, only a matter of standing behind a tall older student until the ridiculousness had passed, and then going off to find a space in the room. He watched the professor with a stony expression on his face, and remained utterly silent. The question was so easy - basic stuff - that Daxton likely would have refrained from answering even if it was something he could do. And so he just eyed the man.

Judging.

And occasionally sneezing.

Were they done with the compliments now??

Okay good. Meditation. She needed it since that Zeke kid didn't seem to particularly like her compliment. Obviously he didn't know how important and GOOD great friends were. It was totally important and good. Anyways, out with the negativeeeeee. Hhhhhmmmmm.... Goodbye people who don't appreciate good complimentsssss. Hmmmmmm. In with the girl that thinks her hair is amazingggg hmmmmmm.

Okay, now she felt better. Smiley face.

Plants. What did plants need. "Well it really depends. All plants need sunlight, water, and soil, but depending on the plant, some plants only require little amounts while others require a lot more. " She learned that from her father. Sigh. She helped take care of the plants around the farm.

So many compliments, wow he liked those! Blaise beamed as his name went from one person to the next before his attention was drawn back to the Professor. Even he thought Dante had interesting ears, a fact his quick quotes quill did not hesitate to scribble down....albeit differently than the man had said it when he initially agreed.

Ohhhhh well.

Mediation. Breathing in, breathing out, breathing in, breathing out. He did it all the time; no worries here just don't ask if he was actually following all those instructions about clearing his mind and negative energy and all that. Nope. Just breathing. Easy stuff.

"Plants need clipper happy people to stay far away from them when possible."

No plant liked the humiliation of being shaved naked, 'sides, they needed their leaves for food.

Oh MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE? Charlotte looked at the older boy with a NEW interest. WAS she good in charms spells? She supposed she was considering she was a first year AND her mum was a pro at charms.

She beamed at him.

And realised that the best way to get lots of compliments in this class was to get noticed, and talk a lot. She'd keep that in mind for next time TOO.


Oh silly. Charlotte did NOT believe him. She was a really GOOD girlfriend after all, also he was staring at her. Boys did that, her mum said. Also they acted awkward, which he totally was now, see?

She waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaved across the circle at him. There was no reason not to be friendly after all.

It was a TOUGH life being such a heartbreaker.


.... also, people should give HER some flowers now, because probably she was going to say something inspiring any second.


....

Oh and there was a good question! She could answer that! She knew ALL about what plants needed. LOVE was the most IMPORTANT but people were saying that. She beamed at her bestie's answer and then shoved her hand up.

"Professor, seasons are important! Some plants grow better in different seasons from others, and in different temperatures and humidity and they might react badly to frosts and stuff, which is why we have greenhouses! So that you can grow the sensitive plants all year around!"

SPOILER!!: Before the lesson!

Herbology time!!!!! Yes, YES. Reagan was ready! Not only had this been her favorite subject so far (OF THE ENTIRE YEAR), but because she'd spent all of the previous night making some of her vegan peanut brittle for Professor Myers; her foraging buddy! Along with some other treats, of course. Pumpkin and apple butters, seaweed chips, etc. It was really no big deal. The kindly older gentleman was simply her friend and Reagan looked out for her friends. That included food-wise.

Entering the classroom, she sat the cloth sack on his desk, proceeding to her seat.Professor Myers received a small wave, too. He was in his element clearly, though. So, she'd not expected a huge welcome.

SPOILER!!: Myers!

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He cleared his throat to call the attention forward. “All right everyone...quick meditation...hold hands with your neighbor…” he lowered his voice a great deal to invoke...relaxation. “Let us...clear our minds….” he was just above a whisper. “Think of all the bad energy….pent up in your body, in your soul...slowly breathe in…..” Paul slowly breathed in, but as the leader of the meditation could not hold it as long as he would like to. “And hold it in….think about what is bothering you today...think about anything that causes you….negativity….”

Paul could think of a few things for this..mhmm….

“And as you slowly breathe out...let us push all of the bad ideas and thoughts out with us...let the negative energy flow into the air…” He always worried for the plants...what if they got HIT with the bad energy? It was why he opened the door after the meditation. GET THOSE BAD VIBES OUT OF HERE! “Let them drain out of you….you are left with you and your thoughts….” His voice was still soft. “Think of today...think of the fresh start you have for life...every day...you get a chance….to prove yourself...every day….think of your goals….how you wish to accomplish them….” Ahem. Paul was speaking softly, STILL, and had his eyes closed. “And think of all that you are blessed with…”

Paul could think of MANY things. One being his students. Blessing, they were, even if they were grumpy sometimes. Or sad. Or mad. Paul didn’t care or mind. People were people...and people had feelings.

“And with that--we will begin our lesson--” his voice was normal once more and he let go of his neighbor’s hands, returning to the front of the room. “Everyone find a spot! We’re going to be talking about something I find VERY important for anyone interested in seriously taking care of plants--muggle OR magical.”

He grabbed his wand.

“But first--tell me--what is important for plants? Nutrition wise? What do they need?” He waved his wand and a title appeared on the board.

The meditative portions of these lessons were always her favorite. It was so LOVELY to just sit with your peers and center yourself in a way that was both peaceful and conducive to healthy living and healthy lifestyles. So, grabbing her neighbors hand, Rea followed Professor Myers lead. Slowly breathing in....and out, balancing her energies, centering her mind...Releasing whatever had been weighing her down over the last few days...

There had actually been a few things, but once again, even the happiest of people suffered from the occasional melodrama. Even a happy person like Reagan. The negative energies really had left her feeling like a wilted flower these last few weeks.

Anyway...

Meditation always helped. In fact, she LOVED that Professor Myers had them do this before each lesson could properly begin. What better way to start a class? Rea couldn't think of anytihng that might top it....SAVE FOR PROFESSOR YORKS BERTIE BOTT'S! She was such a fun lady.

After finding a spot afterwards, she made herself comfy, thinking on the question that had just been asked. It was a GOOD one...and in turn, her classmates had offered up some amazing answers. She was pretty lucky to be back here...with people that weren't so driven towards other goals and interests. Very lucky, indeed! As for what plants needed, well...Professor Myers KNEW that Reagan had THOUGHTS and OPINIONS about this. Yes, he did. "Sir...a good compose never goes amiss, either." She shot him a secret smile. "I suppose that could count with fertilizer, but knowledge about which fertilizers/compost mixtures work best with WHAT plants is crucial, too...towards a plants survival."

Ugh...she was in her element!

Hugo heard very well that comment Kaycee made, he just wanted to burst out laughing but managed to keep it cool. Geez this was hard. And Dante better wait for his comments later on. This was gold. Definitely.

Besides from that interesting event he had witnessed, he wondered why did they have to meditate. I mean, this wasn't yoga but whatever, he was breathing in and out. The professor should think about stop doing this because it only made Hugo more sleepy. After the meditation, Myers asked the first question. What do plants need? The boy raised his hand, "Water and fertilizers" right?

Sophie BEAMED proudly at Myers and-- oh, no, had she made him CRY? She almost softly advised him to not cry, professor, because that was really sad and heartbreaking in a way, but it was also really cute and she felt GOOD about making him feel that kind of delight that caused crying. So, BRING ON THE TEARS, SIR.

"No need to thank me, professor. You've already done enough." By being a delight to their lives.


...And then it was Soph's turn to tear up at the flower-giving gesture. Ohhhh, SWEET ROONEY BRONWYN. The Head Girl positively glowed with elation when he tried to hand her ALL the flowers - even though Myers was quick to shoot Rooney down and only allow her to keep one - but Soph pulled Rooney in for a genuine, warm bear hug and gave a soft, fond pet of his hair.

"It's all right, don't worry. I only need one flower for you to make me feel special anyway." She pulled away and smiled down at her friend, her eyes shining. "Thanks, Rooney. Y'always know the way to my heart." So yes, Maggie, that was an AFFIRMATIVE. He DID know what girls liked, uh huh.


Were her Ravenclaw babies all trying to make her cry today or what?

"Thanks, Janelle," came Soph's slightly uncharacteristically timid reply, her gentle tone and smile conveying just how genuine she was. Soph wasn't sure about amazing, but... she'd take it, just for today. Didn't want to make Janelle feel like her opinion was not heard or invalid. No, it was very much appreciated, just... perhaps a little exaggerated, no? The seventh year was certain many people in the classroom disagreed with the younger Ravenclaw's sentiments, but it was encouraging for Janelle to genuinely think so highly of her.

She was gonna miss that kid.


Negativity. Meditation. Right. Soph went through with the exercise, breeeeeathing deeply and trying to rid thoughts of perfection and making people proud and being a good leader... alllll the things that made her anxious, and instead letting herself be filled up with the sort of feelings Rooney and Janelle had just induced in her...

She was good now.

When they were told to pick a spot, Soph wanted to be by both Norah AND Rooney, but Rooney was moving a little bit away - still, Soph gave a regretful sort of look to Norah and followed the Ravenclaw over, choosing to work beside him today, her flower in hand. He made her feel good, like she could do anything, and... he was the kind of person she wanted to be around as much as possible. Plus, she didn't want to make him think she wasn't appreciative of his gesture nor that she was embarrassed by him. Quite the contrary, she adored him and his sweetness, so she would stick beside him this lesson.

At the professor's question, naturally people gave standard answers, so... since the bases were just about covered, Soph offered up a rather unconventional answer with a raised hand. "When in our care, professor, they need to be understood, wholly and fully. Their needs, their requirements for a successful, thriving life - on their own plants can take care of themselves, they're essentially wired to look after themselves and thrive in their natural environment, and they adapt to that environment, but with the ones we're dealing with in class like in a greenhouse, if we don't understand their entire makeup and know just the right amount of care they need and in what sort of conditions they'll thrive, they won't thrive at all."

A very sensible answer, perhaps, but she thought it was vital to stress the importance of learning about each individual plant and that not every plant could be cared for in the same way. Very helpful, mmhmm.

.... Dude was weird, there was no doubt about that. A harmless weird at least. The flower thing though? Did he HAVE to accept it? Cause dudes shouldn't accept flowers from other dudes? Was this... no... no.

"Thanks, Professor," he stated casually, accepting the flower and holding as if it was a foreign object. What did he do with it now???

...

And then, what? Zeke had heard Kaycee's, compliment... andd a smirk of gigantic proportions was unavoidable. Go Dante!



But he was quickly distracted by another blonde, one he favoured more. Go figure he didn't know much about this 'Rooney' she was complimenting, but he liked to think he knew what girls liked too.

"You've touched my soul and things," he stated with mock-seriousness, a smile lifting the corners of his lips as he held out the flower he was holding to her. Hey there.

But before he could say much else, it was meditation time, and so he squeezed into line and took the hands of those next to him. He had his eyes closed, sure, but internally he was trying not to laugh. Professor Fruitloops took this stuff seriously apparently, routine and all... he could live without it.

So when meditation came to an end, Zeke was only too happy to claim a spot at the table and get down to some work work... something that he hoped might be helpful, and easy, easy would be nice too.

And WAS IT?! It was SO easy. The answer was obvious. Hand up, he waved it a little bit before responding. "Fertiliser, sir," he supplied. "That's what that smell is, right?" They were fertilising and stuff today?

..............
..............

The meditation stuff was so weird, not fun weird, or.. strange weird, just... Weird. His mom meditated and she often asked him to join but just like now, he could never get into it or feel anything but.. well, a little like he was wasting his time. The energy thing, though, he felt that, vibes, juju, that stuff he knew all about, but there had to be a faster way to brush them off.

Maybe Apollo knew something about it, Damien decided he'd write the doctor, professor guy about it after this lesson, you know, if it ever ended.

Damien took a seat, fussing his hair and listening as Myers questioned the class, his peers had all jumped in answering with the enthusiasm he currently lacked, but that was alright, he hadn't intended in jumping in. fishing around in his robe pocket, the Gryffindor pulled out a toothpick and casually chewed the end of it.

Carry on, Prof.

Oh, Miss Richards. Paul could handle the eye rolling...he could. He would NOT be emotionally distressed by it. He would NOT cry about it later. Nope. And Milton wondered why he didn’t want children. He was used to Kaycee’s attitude anyways. Or at least...he should be.

“Usually sun. Yes. Correct. Some plants dislike sunlight, though--so it’s interesting.” He commented on her answer.



WATER. Paul nodded. As the students were talking, he was adding what they said on the board...sometimes in more eloquent terms, but yes. “Water is..vitally important, yes. Once again, though, it’s all about the amount of it...some plants don’t need a lot of water.”

Obviously. Paul felt like he was going reaaaaaaally basic right now...but it was okay.



“YES NUTRIENTS!” that was important. SO SO SO IMPORTANT! “Can you happen to name a few for us, Norah?” he asked cheerfully. Because NUTRIENTS!



Paul JUMPED in excitement. “CARBOHYDRATES!” he yelled, shaking his fist in the air. “Plants DO need carbohydrates! You’re ABSOLUTELY CORRECT, AVA!”



Paul nodded at Adi. “Ahhh--YES--we will get back to that, Mr. Rehman! Very good!” He smiled. What bright students!



Paul nodded, waving his wand once more, more notes adding onto the board behind him. “ROOM is very important, yes--and the temperature is, too! Very good, Sophie!”



Sunlight, yes, another tick for that one! “Plant food...very interesting--” plant food, hehe. That was adorable. Paul loved it. He almost wanted to write it on the board, too, even though that was what fertilizer was, really.



HA!

Paul LOVED this answer! He clapped, a lot, at Tia and nodded eagerly. “You’re right. They do need love! People often don’t think plants need love but they DO they really DO--” he sighed and put a hand over his heart...dramatically.



…..oh Mr. Hyland. Paul had to shake his head a little at him…”I don’t think you quiiiiiiiite understand how this works, Mr. Hyland--the flowers are for other people--people who had touched us emotionally...spiritually..in whatever way…” he said with a sigh.

Sigh.

“Go ahead and give that flower to someone--right now--someone who you think deserves it.” He said softly, but with a….litttttttle bit of force behind it.

Tsk tsk.



Heh. He was reminded of the minor jam session he had with Paulina, Adi, and Jet that one time…”That is EXACTLY why I have the Music Therapy Room----good answer, Paulina!” he grinned.



...the minor chatter was going unnoticed by Paul right now. And good thing, too, and he’d be blushing like a tomato once more.

“Yes! Water! Important!” The ole’ H2O.



“Yessss. Fertilizers! Very Good, Mr. Romalotti!” He was glad some of them were picking up on what he really wanted to focus on today...yes….

“Having trouble with the smell, m’boy?” he asked with a hearty chuckle.



Had he made Mr. Bronwyn mad? Paul watched the kid curiously for a minute...and sighed a little. It seemed so. Well. There were certain things he did NOT want the students to use the flowers for…...one being to profess love to each other.

Because MERLIN.



Well, at least Dante wasn’t intending to carry on Miss Richards’ nonsense. Paul smiled at the young snake and nodded. “They do indeed. Very good.”



ANGEL! Okay. Paul smiled at her and winked. “Yes yes---I get confused, m’dear--I am so sorry! Please forgive me!” He said softly. “Yes..well...each plant requires different attentions and whatnot--but yes!”



Another quiet one...he didn’t mind it, really. Plus, he knew Hadleigh was clever and bright. He sent her an encouraging smile.



He nodded at her. YES. “Mhmm! I agree! I like to play my banjo to them a lot of times--I find my plants grow bigger and stronger when I do that. It’s all so...fascinating.” At least, he thought so.



Ahh, David Truebridge. One of the most knowledgeable students in this subject--at least for his age--because how could you not grow up with Anastasia Truebridge and NOT be familiar with it? Paul smiled broadly. “Pruning! VERY good, Mr. Truebridge--” he tried to do a thumbs up in his thick gloves. Did it work? A little.



Paul’s gaze rested on Mr. Prince’s for a moment before he seemed to...realize, yes. “Mr. Prince--if you would kindly see me in my office after class? Just a tiny matter--no big deal, really--” he tried to smile assuringly and just nodded.

He made sure not to get...too close to the boy. Didn’t want to invade personal space or anything…




Mhmm. “Very good, Noelle.” He said with a clap-clap in her direction. “That’s one complicated thing about Herbology….all plants are different, and there is no one way to look after them!” Excellent point!



Hehehehe Paul LOVED this answer. It was clever...and adorable and just...MADE HIM LAUGH. “You’re absolutely right. I agree. I like to let my plants...grow freely….however, sometimes weeds are needed to be trimmed--and like Mr. Truebridge said, it’s okay to trim plants, needed sometimes--I just--” he sighed. “I won’t get into it--I WON’T GET INTO IT--”

He was getting himself worked up. AHEM. The massive controversies of the Herbological community, eh.



“OH! Quite a good point--climate is very important, yes--seasons and the PLACE--some places are more humid than others, yes?” He smiled and nodded EXCITEDLY. Because they were just so SMART…

For now.

Hehehehehe.



FORAGING BUDDY! Paul enjoyed Rea’s answers in class, usually, and it was no different tonight. “Most people use the two interchangeable, actually--which is quite funny to me--” he smiled. “But I’ll get to that in JUUUUST a second!” he said, clapping for Rea.



“Yes yes! Very good, Hugo!” he gave him a thumbs up. Fertilizers. Paul always spelled it wrong when writing it down--all those i’s, man, confused him.



Paul thought Sophie’s answer was so...articulate. She should write a book or something...on…’How to Say Words in Eloquent Ways.’ Or something like that. “Plants are...brilliant little guys, eh?” He winked.



Well..Zeke was close. “Well these aren’t...fertilizers--well--I guess a few of these COULD be fertilizers on their own--but yes--those are important.” Zeke got a thumbs up. Oh, if Milton were here...he’d be making fun of Paul’s immense cheesiness SO much.

Sigh.



Paul was content to move on. He really was. Until……

UNTIL…….

that…

ticking………

SOUND.

Myers twitched and tried to figure who in the WORLD was chewing on something in class--his SENSITIVE EARS! “MR. ANDERSON-BELFORT.” He gasped a little, in SHOCK. “Not only is that NOT environmentally friendly--it was TERRIBLE for the teeth--did you KNOW that it can cause DAMAGE to your gums-------you could seriously GET GUM DISEASE.” He looked...so appalled.

Appalled Paul.

“If you must clean your teeth in my class--” Snort--”Buy some floss for Merlin’s sake! That NOISE--” he was being overdramatic. He was. He knew it. "Organic floss. Stop by my office if you want some, m'boy." He let his voice soften, once more, because he didn't want to FRIGHTEN the boy...

He DID NOT CARE.




And time, once more, to move on!

“Now--if you will take a look at the blackboard--” He pointed, showing his notes.

“-You will see that these are some of the things we deem important to grow plants healthily. Very goooooood everyone! That was a bit basic, I know--but I thought it was an important starting point for where we are GOING--” He gestured at the table behind him, the one with all the smelly bins.

“Now, some of you mentioned nutrients--which is VERY important for plants, yes. All plants need a certain combination of them…” He thought about how to explain this. “How...some animals eat meat? And others only vegetation? Well plants are the same--but with nutrients. Sort of.” He hoped that made sense. “All plants need two main things--” he may have been simplifying it, slightly, for the sake of the lesson, but if ANYONE wanted to come talk seriously about the nutrient and vitamin intake of shrubs---by all means, Paul would find it endearing. “Carbon and nitrogen...are important. But different plants need carbon--and others need a LOT of nitrogen--” were they taking notes? They should be taking notes.

“SOOOOO---as you can SEE--” he pointed at the bins. “We will be……...COMPOSTING TODAY. All NATURAL compost! Which I LOVE--” he hopped a little in excitement. “Now--without looking in the bins---let’s THINK--what sort of materials can we use for composting? I’d like everyone to try to come up with something different, please!”

"Also---someone tell me--what is the difference between compost and fertilizer?"

OOC: There are SO many different things that can be composted-----so please try to keep the answers diverse! I will be moving on in....eh, 13-16 hours from now. <3

Kaycee shouldn't be as entertained by the Professor struggling to ignore her. But she was. So. Yes. She might have a perma amused smile.

"Isn't compost like organic recycling?" she asked. "So, like, apple cores or something can be used."

Which, was gross to think about. Who would want just a pile of rotting food with worms and grossness in their garden? Of course, it probably made sense. The type of people that had gardens were probably in to that rotty buggy thing.

Henric raised his hands,"We can use fruit waste like apple cores, melon rinds, and orange peels, they are good materials for composting! Oh and leaves as well! And one of the difference between is that when composting it helps make the soil more nutrient richer whereas fertiliser make the plants grow stronger."

Oh yeah. He did his reading alright. Henric always saw how his mother plant in her back garden which gave him some sort of an idea too. Thank youuu Mum....

Charlotte liked classes where she knew things. She liked other people knowing she was smart because it would only support her campaign to bring down the faulty sorting hat and be put in Ravenclaw where she BELONGED.

Her hand went up and she bounced a little bit.

"Other plants! Like dead ones. Like if you got some flowers and then they started to wilt and die, you could compost them! Or mowed grass, or any off cuts or fallen leaves basically!" She flexed her fingers in the gloves, honestly eager to be making compost. WHO CARED ABOUT THE SMELL they were going to be playing with plants and she DID love plants!

Dot was sulking over no one complimenting her at ALL, like she was invisible again, and she totally missed the first question. Which was fine, whatever, because her answer would have been dirt, and she probably would have been wrong. She didn't care. Stupid class where you got dirty and other girls got flowers and no one even knew she was there.

Maybe she WAS actually invisible? Dot glanced at her arm, but it was there in all its freckled glory. Hmph. Just unimportant.

She caught the second question, though, and her freckle arm shot up in the air. Wait, what was the question? "It's garbage. It smells terrible. Do plants think that we smell terrible? I mean, not that they think but... anyway, food garbage, by the smell of it."

Oliver was not taking notes.All they were talking about was plants, and what they needed to live. He obviously already knew that, considering he had just answered the question about it. Not that he would have taken notes anyway, but whatever. He was seated close to his sister, intentionally avoiding the eye of one Charlotte Kettleburn.

Question! Oliver's hand shot into the air. Wait, what had the question been? His hand slowly lowered again. Oh right, compost. What could be composted. Uh, Oliver did not know what composting meant. Had that already been covered? Had he just missed it? He did hear the part about it having to be natural. Well, what was more natural than a human being? His hand raised into the air again.

"A person!"

Oooooh name nutrients? It was like he KNEW. Mind reader Myers. That sounded like the real deal. Norah beamed at Professor Myers. "I sure can, professor. Where did she even START? Everybody knew about the water and carbon dioxide stuff, so she could skip over those. "Plants need loads of different nutrients-I think there are 17 chemical ones, maybe 16. Some of those are Nitrogen 'cause cells need those AND because it's used in the chlorophyll they use for photosynthesis." She paused for a moment to remember that time in first year when she'd accidentally called it 'photography.' See that? That was called learning stuff. "Another nutrient is Phosphorous and they need that for photosynthesis too, especially in turning all the energy into energy they can use in their itty bitty plant parts. Then there's potassium and calcium and magnesium 'n all those." The other ones weren't as important anyways, or at least she couldn't remember the specific uses so she could pretend they were less important.

"Compost helps plants get all the nutrients they need 'cause the soil doesn't always have them all, so compost has to be made of things that all the organic stuff that plants need for their cells to function right." Because all those nutrients she'd just said were IMPORTANT. "The cool thing is that compost is that it can be made of loads of different natural things, 'cause almost all organisms need some of the same basic stuff to survive, so a lot of things can be helpful in compost. I read that it doesn't even have to be plant waste, and that you can use fish as compost because they have lots of nutrients too, and can help fertilize a plant and make the soil full of good nutrient-y stuff." Had she said too much? She was starting to feel a little bit like Sophie Brown after doing so much talking to answer a question. Sophie Brown was a rad feeling. Was it this exciting every time the head girl knew stuff or was she used to it by now?

He was just chilling, minding his own business, half-listening to the class while letting his mind wander off to more enjoyable pastimes like baking, or snogging playing basketball or snogging hanging out with Evie, or even reading for pleasure, or blowing bubbles or snogging or y'know snogging. So wrapped up in his thoughts was the golden haired lad, that he didn't notice the Professor's twitching or agitated demeanor until he was being yelled at.

HOLD UP.

HOLD. UP.

HOLD. EVERYTHING. UP.

Since when did Professors yell at him? He was a chill dude, one that caused no trouble aside from opening the chamber of secrets last term, WHAT HAD HE DONE??

....The toothpick? MYERS WAS UPSET ABOUT A SPLINTER OF WOOD? Rorie would have been cracking up. "........... Aight?" Damien scratched his head and pulled the toothpick from his lips before pocketing it. "I wasn't cleaning my teeth, just so everyone knows what's up." because that would have been gross and Damien had better manners tan that, he just liked chewing on toothpicks.

Psh.

Settling back comfortably in his chair, Damien once again turned silent, he only knew one thing about compost and fertilizer and it was that both were disgusting and dirty. Blergh,

Aside from the weird meditation thing, Zander was feeling GREAT. Herbology was GREAT. And that little Rooney kid was real sweet saying Zander was an inspiration or whatever. Merlin, the seventh year didn't FEEL like an inspiration.

But anyways.

He was sort of distracted watching the little Ravenclaw bring the entire set of flowers over to Sophie though. That was nice. Though it meant there wouldn't be any flowers for Zander to give to her...

As for the first question, he really didn't feel the need to answer because everyone else had already gone ahead and done that. It was a pretty basic question too, so eh. No harm done. Not enough to make Myers think he didn't care or anything, right? 'Cause of course Zander cared. This was HERBOLOGY they were talking about here. Ahem.

"Some people put weeds in compost," he chipped in.

Notes. Adi had to get it alllll down. This would be like gold for his studies. Of course, he could always make Paulina study with him for the subject... just had to bribe her with a ton of crackers. LOL. He cracked himself up even in his head.

Anywaaaay...

Compost!

Cool!

That would explain the awful stench in here but it certainly got Professor Myers going. Just look at the man all excited. Hehe. But to answer his questions. Adi had almost raised his hand but stopped short at one answer. Human? Waaaah?! Surely that kid was JOKING. Slightly amused, he raised his hand completely. "Chicken manure is a great nitrogen source, Professor. And compost give nutrients to the soil and fertilizer gives nutrients to the plants, I think.'' It was something like that, if he had read his books properly.

After her nice little spiel, Sophie got a.. "plants are brilliant little guys" out of the professor.

Professor pls.

An amused smile playing upon her lips, Sophie let that be all on the topic and turned her attention to the blackboard as students spoke and plants' needs were added to it. Yes, yes, all things she already knew, simple things, nothing worth writing down. Good for the new kids, less exciting for a seventh year, but useful all the same.

Composting was a... fun topic, really, and Soph started to raise her hand to offer up something to the discussion... until Norah Kittredge started talking, and the Head Girl's hand went down.

Sweet Merlin. That was... the most Sophie Brown-like spiel Sophie Brown had ever heard. Could... um... Norah get some house points for that? Could Soph suggest that to Myers? Would he get mad? Probably. Would he get mad if she started CLAPPING for Norah? Probably. But there she was, marveling over the Hufflepuff prefect and hoping with bright, shiny eyes that her friend got the praise she deserved... until she became aware that she COULD reward Norah, at which point she hurried to retrieve a flower and delivered it to the Hufflepuff with a bright smile.

"That was brilliant." And back beside Rooney she went.