Herbology Lesson I - Grafting
 

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As the students enter the greenhouse today, it is a warm reprieve from the cold that engulfed them outside. The sun was shining, and Paul was sitting atop a table in front of the greenhouses, his gloves next to him as he waited, calmly, for people to enter.

“Circle up, circle up, everyone!” he called out every few minutes. As the students should be well aware by now, since it was November, they meditated before starting every lesson.

Four different types of trees were huddled in the back of the greenhouse, but they were young, and most had little to no leaves budding. This was not a lesson that some would find interesting, but Paul thought it would be fun nonetheless! Granted, anything to do with plants was fun to Paul. There was also a few tools in the front on the table Paul was sitting on...just in case students couldn’t handle the magic today...however, one of the things they would be doing would REQUIRE magic so...hmm. He hoped this wouldn’t be an issue.

There was a basket of flowers on the table, too, for people to give to others, like he had done last term. And he HOPED they remembered the rule! It was such a lovely one, after all.

“Start clearing your mind noooooooow!” he smiled giddily and waved his wand in a leisurely way, making bubbles come out of the end of it...right into the faces of the students as they walked in.

Who didn’t like bubbles?


OOC: Hi, guys, welcome to class (whooh!). Just a couple things to keep in mind. This is not the first Herbology lesson of term, all right? It’s like..late November IC right now. And yes, Paul starts all of his lessons with meditations. <3 Secondly, the flower rule is still in play. If you are not familiar with it:

*There is a basket of flowers Paul keeps in the front; feel free to have your character come up at any time to grab one, and give it to another student if someone particularly touches them emotionally or anything.

Familiarize yourself with not only our rules but also SS site rules, all of which apply.

I will not be moving on for another 18 or so hours!

Mentions of first year Ravenclaws
 

Henric stepped into the class and the first thing he noticed was "Brady The Brat" in front of him. He mentally groaned, maybe the hag should have continue making a soup out of him. Too bad the hag took off into the forbidden forest. He simply ignored the first year as always and reached for the basket full of of flowers. He should save one for llia when she arrived later. Henric smiled a greeting to Professor Myers, "Good day professor, how are you?"

He saw Rachel and a few of her fellow friends there too, he waved to them too and gave her a flower,"From me to you Rach, has your friend got one too?" He turned towards another first year Ravenclaw(Olivia). "Hi there, my name is Henric. I see that you don't have one, do you like a flower?" he asked kindly.

Rachel, Olivia, Haddie, Brady!
 

Azura moved into the greenhouse and sighed happily as the warmth enfolded her like a warm blanket! It was so cold outside! She smiled up at the professor and waved slightly shyly at him. "Hello Professor." she said as she nodded her black head at ho before looking around the circle to see who was there!

"Hi Rachel, Olivia, Haddie." She said to her dorm mates as she found a spot to sit down, she waved some bubbles out of her face, giggling ever so slightly as one popped on her nose.

She turned her head to the side and then smiled as she saw who was next to her.

"Hello Brady! How are you?" She asked the young Hufflepuff as an older boy giving people flowers caught her eyes..

Why was he doing that?

We do!
 

Austin always like Herbology. It wasn't something he was entirely interested in, but the professor made the class so calming. Relaxation wasn't something he excelled in. Especially with the O.W.L.S coming up so fast. As he walked in, messenger bag slung over his shoulder, a bubble flew into his face. It popped on his nose, and he had to blink a few times to fully assess what was going on. His mind suddenly seemed to clear up, and he wondered why he was every stressed about his tests in the first place. He'd either pass them, or he wouldn't. No big deal!

Normally the teen never bothered with the flower rule. It seemed really silly to give random people flowers. But today, he picked up a bright blue one. It had a long stem, and petals as blue as a clear sky. Maybe to day he would give it to someone? He wasn't sure who yet, so as he walked towards his seat, he twirled it in his hands.

And Dante
 

Freezing...freezing...freezing...WARM.

Ahhh, the greenhouses! Ariadne paused and took in a deep breath, enjoying how warm the entire place felt. She stayed there for just a little, before opening her eyes and looking around. The professor was BLOWING BUBBLES! Never mind the huge variety of plants or what the lesson might be about. This eleven-year-old wanted to DANCE in the bubbles!

Ariadne half-skipped over to them and twirled around a few times. Some of the bubbles came to rest on her and popped almost immediately. "Hiii, Professor Myers!" she greeted. She stopped twirling and looked around. Hmm, young plants in the back. That must be what the lesson was about. Ariadne loved Herbology! It kind of went hand in hand with the subject she grew up around--POTIONS!

She gathered around a group of other people about her age and waited for the lesson to begin.

Sitting next to Ariadne! :3
 

What might cheer up Jace today? Oh that would be actually learning new things, and not get threatened to be eaten, unless, they were going to tackle dangerous plants. With his Ravenclaw scarf wrapped snugly around his mouth and nose, he made his way to the greenhouses to attend another Herbology class with Professor Myers. The man’s really fun to watch, so in return, Jace enjoys his time with him learning, no question about that.

Too tired to notice things, well, except for the bubbles which he tried to avoid, Jace got close to the man to say his hello by bowing. “Professor Myers, it’s good to see you again.” The Ravenclaw beamed underneath his scarf, got a flower (to be given to Moxley, ahem) and joined the rest of the class.

Oh...and hello fellow Ravenclaws! Jace waved at the bunch, and silently plopped down next to a Slytherin girl. Jace loosened his scarf, and gave the girl a slight bow of his head and a warm smile. Hopefully she won’t mind sitting right next to her.

Who didn't like bubbles? Thornton didn't like bubbles. Especially when they hit him right in the face. Sputtering, he moved into the greenhouse.

Also on Thornton's dislike list: dirt, interpersonal drama, and meditation. So herbology class was not faring so well on the Ravenclaw's list of things that didn't suck. He'd not been studying lately, either, as this class had been one of the ones that Paige assisted him with. But, he had to be a good role model now, didn't he. So into the circle he went.

The most disappointing point about coming to Herbology class, was that the Professor almost always let her down. Deep deep down inside, Amur was secretly hoping that Professor Myers would one day wear his poncho and hat again. Then, she could get other opinions as to if her initial reaction that summer had been completely justified.

So, every Herbology lesson the man got a serious eye for his wardrobe. Not entirely disapproving for what he was wearing, but slightly disappointed for what he was not wearing. Today, was no exception.

Moving into the circle, Amur cradled her notebook in her arms and considered the man. They were going to meditate again, weren't ---- Yup. A sigh. A fidget. She closed her eyes and TRIED. Really, she did try. But clearing her thoughts was not something she really wanted to do, or even thought herself capable of doing.

What, exactly, would happen if she did manage to clear her thoughts? Were thoughts not the definition of oneself? Would she become nothing, nobody, if she was successful in this endeavor? Moreover, why would a Professor want them to become devoid of what made each of them, them? Because a monotone group of students was easier to handle?

Amur's nose twitched and she peeked open an eye. Thankfully, there were bubbles flitting from Myer's hand. And bubbles were always welcome. They got a small smile.

*loves you all*
 

Blowing bubbles was relaxing and soothing, Paul found. When one landed on Rachel’s nose, he chuckled to himself. “Hello, Miss Watson, and yes, I am quite well today! Sentiments are returned to you, of course!” Serene smiles and a wave for her.



Here he was, Davie! David Truebridge. Paul beamed when he saw him. “Helllllllo and good day, Mr. Truebridge!” he said with a wave as well. He totally noticed the boy’s...awkward hi to Rachel, too.

Hmmm.

HMMMMMMMM.



Ahhh, another young one! So precious, so precious. Paul wanted to squish them all! Did she enjoy the bubbles? She was smiling, yes! He had HOPED they would be well received and...bring positive energy into the mix.

“Good morning to you, too, m’dear!”



Ha! Dante WOULD ask that as a greeting. Professor Paul, too. Heh, he didn’t mind it. “Why, Dante, of COURSE they are necessary!” Dante got a faceful of bubbles for that question, too. “Why, bubbles are a part of life--they sort of symbolize life, don’t you think? Floating, this way and that way--sometimes they glisten in the sunlight, sometimes they don’t--and suddenly one day they POP.”

Wasn’t that morbid?! Paul thought it was all rather philosophical, and so, he laughed.



"Good MOOORNING, Hadley!" he smiled and waved, shooting some bubbles lightly in her direction. And oh? A question?

An INTERESTING question, it seemed! "Hmm. Well, for one, that depends on the species of the tree--there are two main types of gravity resistant trees. Secondly...well, it's only if anything is TOUCHING the tree...so the walls...yes...and then the floor would have to, too...hmm. I am not good at that kind of science--" he smiled gently. "That is more Flamsteed's area than I. But for right now, I would THINK so...if it was a small house. Or...I don't know." Merlin. Her question had him spiraling! "However, I do think magic has better ways of making a floating house."



“HELLLLLLLLO to you, too, Brady!” Paul did not take KINDLY to being ignored, thank you very much. Just for that, Paul made his wand SPEW out bubbles at the boy.

Pfft. Teach him to ignore PAUL MYERS, Herbologist.



There was one of his prefects! Henric got an eager wave from Paul. “I am perfectly GREAT, Henric. Nice to see you,” he nodded at him.

BUT MERLIN, was he trying to give away ALL of Paul’s flowers?! He supposed he wouldn’t say anything just yet...but he gave a flower to anyone else...HMPH. He supposed spreading the love was, of course, nice, but he wanted everyone to eventually have a chance in SPREADING that love!



He smiled at Oliver. “I’m doing better than well on this BEAUTIFUL gift of a day, I assure you!” he waved some bubbles in Oliver’s general direction. “I hope you are, too!”



“Hello there, Azura!” he smiled and waved. He was glad to see that most of them were bundled up in this chilly weather! He would hate for them to catch colds at such an unfortunate time--Christmas was only about a month away, after all!



One of his shyer students, Lucy. Paul smiled gently at her as she strode inside. “So good to see you today, Lucy!” Oh, his Hufflepuffs. How he adored them all. Even if he was...a Ravenclaw back in the day...the house still held a special place in his heart, obviously.

His mother had been a puffer.



“MORNING to you, Austin!” He called out LOUDLY at the boy. ANOTHER PERSON IGNORING HIM. Did his breath smell today? Paul liked attention, people, ‘tis why he was a professor! Well, not TOTALLY, but yes, it was nice to talk and have people listen to you.

Ahem.



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Did Miss Richards ENJOY this?! Paul’s face turned the color of an apple, and he slid off the table. “REALLY, Miss Richards?!” he cried, flailing his arms around. PLUS Dante was with one of his PUFFERS, EUREKA. AKA, BOTROS CHILD. So. He squinted. “DANTE, you will SEE ME AFTER CLASS.” Hmph.

And to think, he was FOND of the boy.



“Hello, Miss Valentine!” he smiled her way, slipping back onto the table, continuing to make bubbles with his wand.

But he was eyeing Dante and Kaycee with...well. A not pleasant FEELING. And Paul usually felt PLEASANT feelings so when he felt unpleasantly it was all quite dramatic.

Also, as a professor, he needed to remember not to involve himself in STUDENT drama.



Ohhhhh and this one was dancing! Paul smiled. “I like the energy, Miss Greingoth, keep it up!” he said as he checked his watch. WAS IT TIME TO START YET? Almost ALMOST!



Paul bowed back at Jace in the best way he could. “It is good to see you as well, Mr. Reed!” Hehe, he smiled gently at the boy.



It was DOOOTTTTTT. He waved eagerly at her, sending bubbles her way. “I like my baby trees, too. And no, right now they don’t but er...I wouldn’t name them just yet since...well, you’ll see.” That would be weird.

And a bit cruel, now that he thought on it.



Paul could tell Mr. Baines was NOT a fan of the bubbles. HHMMPF. He would try not to send too many his way, then. Also, the prefect had NOT told him hello. “Mr. BAINES it is nice to see you as well, m’boy!” he called out at him, smirking slightly.

Merlin, Ravenclaws. He knew how tough it was to be one, since he had BEEN one back in the day.



Paul waved at Amur as she slipped inside. “AMUR hellOOOOOO!” because again, STUDENTS WERE IGNORING HIM TODAY. That wouldn’t do. And he KNEW Amur would ask about a poncho or something at some point during the lesson...Merlin. One day, he’d had to humor the poor girl.



“Hello to you, toooooo, Esme!” he said in a sort of sing-song way. Hehe. SHE liked the bubbles at least. He sent more her way and checked his watch again. Just like...three more minutes maybe. Sigh.



LOOK AT HOW PRECIOUS THIS CHILD WAS. Paul BEAMED and waved his wand so that more bubbles went his way. AH. So cute. First years. He loved them.

“Glad to see you are enjoying my bubbles, m’boy!”



Only a few more minutes until he began class. He glanced to the back of the room where his baby!trees were to make sure no one had fooled with them. Nope, they looked fine! Good, good. Everyone was good, every THING was good, and an important lesson was about to start--all was well!


OOC: I am going to sleep, and as my first post says, I will move on the lesson tomorrow at some point (after my class) <3

Carl stepped into the greenhouse, bundled up in his winter cloak. He liked Herbology lessons because it was interesting, the Professor was awesome and the place where lessons took place was warm. Mmmm. And hey, were those bubbles? He blinked as one popped right in front of his eyes. After casually poking some more, he smiled at Professor Myers. "Good morning, Professor."

A quick glance around the greenhouse usually told the Hufflepuff what they would study in the lesson. But today, apart from the young trees at the back and the tools on the table up front, there seemed to be nothing special. Carl joined in the circle quickly, seeing as class would begin in a few more minutes and he wanted to meditate before then.

He did remember to grab a flower on his way. Just in case.