Nice erm clothes! Paul smiled a little. “Alice themed, again! Have you ever read the series, Echo?” he asked curiously. Such a fabulously playful little set of books!



“Hello, Azura! Thank you!” He had to go out and BUY this outfit. Didn’t have it on hand like the other one.



Paul waved at Scarlett and smiled. “Hello there! Hope your day is going well so far, Scarlett!” The Herbology professor thought she seemed a bit put off by the noise, but that was okay. It wouldn’t remain this loud the entire lesson, hopefully.



Oh. My. MERLIN.

Paul thought Matt was just ADORABLE. LOOK AT ‘IM! “Matt...your daffodil definitely appreciates your attempt at communication, I can tell,” he winked. “And are you excited about them?” because he sure seemed to.

It made Paul’s heart SOOOOOAAAAAAAR.


Paul returned Oliver’s wave with a smile and a gentle, “HELLLLLLLO” over the sound of the LOUD AS HECK PLANTS SURROUNDING THEM.

aHem.



Jaemin! Paul smiled at the boy. “Hello, Mr. Song!” he said. “And yes, they do enjoy little pats...the snaps…” they were adorable. So were the daffodils. Ugh. Little noise-making babies!



“Helllllo, Brooklyn! I hope all is well!” he said cheerfully to the normally grumpy girl. And yes, she looked EXTRA grumpy today. OH GOODY.



Madde got a wave, too. Paul wouldn’t bother her with a greeting. She was one of those students who was so….ahem, COOL that she kind of intimidated him.

Not that he would EVER admit this…..noooooooope!



And the Gryffindor got in response to her greeting….”A VEEEEEEEERY MERRY UNBIRTHDAY….TO ME!”

AHEM.

He finger waved at her little teacup, too, because he did indeed recognize it. How adorable!



OH wow. Just WOW. Paul beamed when he saw the getup Rooney was currently donning! How absolutely fitting! “And the same to YOU, March Hare!” Rooney and Olivia were so lovely whenever Paul decided to do themed lessons! It was lovely! And Ravenclaw was so lucky to have such a spirited prefect!



This one looked so SLEEPY. Paul waved at her and called out, “A VERY MERRY UNBIRTHDAY TO YOU, M’DEAR!” in case she needed to, you know, WAKE UP A LITTLE?



My…..ers would be a new nickname for him, it seemed! “Hello to you, too, Ja…..nelle!” he greeted back. Was this a cool new way of talking? Paul wasn’t sure he liked it. It sort of took a lot longer, you know?



DOT! Paul waved at her...very eagerly. Very excitedly. Because it was Dot. “I DO have a hat, eh!” he said, touching the top of it. “And you...do not, m’dear! I can fix that, though!” and Paul duplicated his and moved to set one riiiiiiight atop her head.

“There! Now YOU have a hat too!”

Paul mistook her observation as a plea for a hat for herself. Did anyone else want a hat?



“Hello, Norah, m’dear!” he beamed and went back to sit on his table, whistling a little as he checked his watch. Nearly time, eh? He was glad to see his prefect was on time! Now, for that headboy….



Kaycee was so tame today! It was..it was a complete shocker, a miracle! Paul had to chalk it up to Dante not being here yet; actually, YES, that was exactly the reason, the more he thought on it. “Hello, Kaycee!”



Paul supposed to the unsuspecting ear that the noise was very loud, yes, and he almost felt bad for little Oliver as he stepped inside. But...he’d just have to get used to it O___O

“Hello, Oliver Tate...woridhshsogig,” he said, forgetting the boy’s last name and..also butchering whatever he THOUGHT the surname was. But seriously, the kid had a hard name. Paul would never for the LIFE of him remember it.



Ooooooh ANOTHER ONE WHO KNEW THE SONG! Paul laughed, clapped, and bowed his head at her, lifting his teacup quite dramatically in her direction. “And to YOU, m’dear!”



What’s UP. He remembered his very first response to this a couple terms ago when Hugo asked him. “I don’t know, Hugo, why don’t you look up and tell me, eh?” he winked in the boy’s direction.



"HELLO, TIMILIA!" he said, equally as loud back. "Hope your day is going WELL!" Timmy was such an eager student! He loved it.



Yes, Fiyero. Going through a bit of an obsession with Alice in Wonderland, yes. NBD.

“Why, thank you, Fiyero! Welcome to you!” he bowed his head slightly at the boy.



“And right back at you, Tenacius!” he called out. What a strange child. Nice and polite, and Paul liked him, but strange.



Paul smiled, touched his hat with his wand, and duplicated it once more, setting it gently atop Rebecca’s head. “Well here, now you have one!” It was a big too big for Rebecca’s head since she was so young, but oh well!

Seriously, did anyone else want them?



Paul laaaaaaaughed. “No no, not my head today, Vivian! A very merry unbirthday to you, though, m’dear!” Such cheer!



Hehe. “Thanks, Hadleigh! It’s lovely to see you as well!” he called out.



Checking his watch once more, it was nearly time to move on, eh? Paul thought so! Sliding off the next, teacup still in hand, Paul decided he’d just yell over the daffodils for now. He honestly hardly noticed the noise that much anymore.

“OKAY EVERYONE!” he called out. “We’re going to be doing TWO things today! The first is repotting these daffodils! They’re growing just SO fast and need a slightly bigger pot for the next month or so! Since Daxton had murdered many of the others, Paul had had these since they were teeny seedlings. And they were coming along quite nicely! “No daily meditation today mostly because...well…” he gestured at the flowers, the NOISE. “A VEEEEEEEEERRY merry unbirthday to all of you! I thought screeching flowers was VERY Alice, so I’ve decided to dress up for today!” He did a slight spin. “But I promise, no tea this time around!” he was drinking some, but that was it. No funny business!

“Now, for a brief review on honking daffodils, they honk softly when they’re content, and they’re actually completely quiet at night, you’d be surprised. But when they’re…..when something is WRONG, their honking is extremely loud and can be overwhelming to our ears. That’s why they’re being SO LOUD today….they’re uncomfortable in their little pots there!” Paul set his teacup down and pulled some heavy duty gloves on. “Gloves ON everyone!” he announced. “If you need an extra pair, there are some in the back of the room.”

Paul pushed his table forward slightly and stroked the petals of the daffodil once before waving his wand and levitating slightly larger pots to each of the students. “You all are going to need these!” he grinned. “I’m going to walk you through the repotting process here. It’s a particular ordeal due to the daffodils’ nature. The steps will appear on the board as I say and DO them. It won’t be TOO difficult…” unless the daffodils were being difficult O__O

“First step is SILENCE YOUR DAFFODILS. Silencio, yes?” everyone knew this spell, right? “If you need a little help, just ask your neighbor!” Magic could be ifffffy sometimes, better to say it was okay to ask for help if they needed it.

They were getting right into it! Paul thought it silly to go over honking daffodils in much detail, though, when it was right in their textbooks. He more wanted to do something actually care related to the plants today. Once there was sweet, sweet silence on the daffodil end, Paul smiled. “Ahhh...that’s a lot better…” though the screechsnaps were shrieking still, it was a lot less...loud now. “The NEXT step is to fill up your bigger pots, the pot the daffodil is currently NOT in, halfway up with dirt. There are buckets of dirt behind you all--go fill your pots up about HALFWAY, now!” Paul held up his own pot which he had already filled halfway for them to see. It smelled like….well, very fresh dirt, yes.

Could they move on, now?



OOC: Hey guys! <3 Class has officially begun! So if you want to post now, just pretend your character has been here the whole time OR face IC consequences! No post count requirement for any of these steps, so just have fun with this RP-wise. I wanna' move on in fifteen (maybe longer) hours! Love y'all!

ps. Sorry for all of Paul's yelling, but those daffodils were LOUD.

Azura smiled as she looked up at Professor Paul as he started yelling err speaking. It was so easy to see that he loved what he did, and his joy was infectious, it was pretty much impossible NOT to smile when he was around. At least to Azura.. There was no way she could feel sad or dwell on whatever was happening to her in his class.. He had to be one of her favorite teachers. Him and Hirsch.

A very Merry Unbirthday to you Professor Meyers." She thought with a smile..

She kept her purple eyes glued to him as he started to explain about the Daffodils and she turned a sad face to her poor little flower. It was unhappy! She knew all about that! Sure she didn't honk.. but she cried.. She gently tried to stroke it's leaves as she waited for the next set of instructions..

Ohh gloves!

Azura dug her purple gloves out of her bag and pulled them on, just in time to Thankfully catch the pot that was being levitated towards them.. Whew..She set the pot down carefully and then turned to her Daffodil and smiled at it.. "See, look.." She said in a soothing voice. "We are going to get you a bigger pot, so you won't be so uncomfortable.. Isn't that fun?" If she had hoped her calm words was going to make the flower calm down.. she was sorely mistaken.. It just kept honking and she sighed softly..

There went her career as a Flower Whisperer yeah? Good thing she had a few backups.

"I'm sorry." She said as she picked up her and and said.. "Silencio! Along with the appropriate wand movement.. And Thankfully.. Silence.

Though now the silence seemed even more deafening then the loud honking! The teen could almost hear herself think! She closed her eyes for a few moments in order to get her bearings before, looking up at the Professor again..

Dirt.. Right.

She turned around and grabbed a bucket full of dirt and started to pour it carefully into the bigger pot.. There! "That looks good ehh?" She asked her flower as she looked down at it.. All right.. next?

These daffodils were so loud! Hattie liked Daffodils but they were just so loud! They were pretty though. They were some of her favourite flowers. So she was super glad that they were learning about them. oh? silencing the flowers. That sounded like such a good idea actually! Then they would be quiet. That was going to be the best, because then at least she would actually be able to hear her own thoughts.

Silenco. She could do that spell. She'd been practicing her spells, so that she was okay at them in class. Smiling, the blonde pulled her wand out and pointed it at the honking daffodils in front of her. "Silenco" The murmured confidently, and the daffodils became silent. "Perfect"

"Why, thanks!" Matt said to the professor and then turned back to grin at his honking daffodil, quacking a THANKS to it as well. Lol. That was actually hilarious. HAHA!

And was he excited about them? "YES, SIR! They are AWESOME! LOOK AT THEM, HAHA!" As Matt said that, he lifted up his little honking daffodil as it made more funny noises. HAHAHAHA, those were brilliant. Look at them going bonkers with their honking. HAHA! "These are my favourite plants. Flowers." Things. Anything noisy was Matt's favourite. Those were too cool.

Cue more duck noises. LOUD ones.

And look at professor Myers yelling over there, HAHAHAHA! THIS CLASS WAS THE BEST!

...

WHAT? Silence the daffodils??? "But... but...!!! But professor, can't we leave them honking?? It's..." Good argument, come on, he needed a good argument! "...it's what they want to do, ain't it?? I mean, it's their way of... expressing themselves!!!!" COME ON, THAT WAS AN EXCELLENT POINT!

So. He started filling up the bigger pot with dirt as the daffodil HAPPILY honked away. Right behind him so he could PROTECT it from other evil students who might want to be a teacher's pet and try to silence it.

NOT UNDER HIS WATCH!

Repotting the daffodils wasn't exactly difficult work and as Maddie got out her gloves and set them aside, she listened intently to Professor Myers give a little background information. Nothing new to her, so no notes taken, but a refresher was always appreciated as NEWTs were fast approaching. She'd be doing well in this particular subject, she was sure.

Once her gloves were on, the seventh year made quick work of silencing her honking daffodil. "Going through a bit of a growth spurt, are we? It's a good thing so the honking won't be necessary. We'll have you repotted in no time." She spoke softly, more to herself than to the plant as she pulled the larger pot towards her to ensure it was in perfect condition. If this plant was going to a new home, might as well be a good one.

She was tempted to use her seventh year status to get a first year to retrieve her soil but Maddie didn't trust that they wouldn't spill it before making it back to her. Hopping up from her spot, she went herself and returned to her work space in no time at all. Half way, Myers had said? Lifting the bucket, she tipped it and little by little, the larger pot began to fill up with soil. She stopped once she was satisfied with the amount and set the bucket out of the way. Alright, ready for the next step over here. She'd show as much by looking over at the professor with a rather expectant expression.

Re-potting! He enjoyed re-potting plants, though sometimes it was dangerous. If they didn't like their new soil, then they just... died. Like full on died. Which was probably why the pot was only getting filled halfway, right? So the soil that the plant already liked would go in with the soil it didn't know yet.

First things first though... they had to silence the daffodils. Other people seemed to think it mean, but it didn't bother Jaemin at all; the daffodil wouldn't notice, after all. And when he lifted the spell, it would be much, much happier and not as loud and upset sounding. The small Slytherin pulled out his wand and gave it a gentle flick, muttering the spell.

"Silencio."

There. Much quieter, which meant it would be that much easier for him to work! Jaemin gave the daffodil a gentle pet before getting up to go fill his pot with some dirt. Halfway, so there was plenty of room left for the daffodil and its favourite dirt.

NEXT STEP PLEASE.

sure the plants were kind of cute but why did it have to have so much dirt, something she didn't really like to do. Good thing that she brought her ear muffs, the sound wasn't so brutal. not really hearing the instructions she could hear the students around her, and it sounded like they were using " Silencio" taking her wand out she did the same.. Echo was kind of bummed that she didn't think of that before.

Doing the proper movement Echo said " Silencio" she took one ear muff off to test the waters. her plant was nice and quiet and other students were calming them down so it was safe enough for her to take off her own. Now that she could hear Echo caught the last of her instructions, taking her empty pot she filled it half way. as soon as she was done she dusted off her hands real quick and waited further instructions.

Aww, did they have to silence the daffodils? Fiyero thought all the honking was pretty funny, He wondered if his daffodil would honk even louder if he hinked back at it. "Honk, honk!" he said, and the daffodil gave an inquisitive honk in reply. "Honk!"

Okay, that was enough of that. Time to get to work and silence the flower like Professor Myers wantd. So how exactly was he supposed to do that? He remembered hearing that the flowers would be quiet when they were happy, so he gave the dafodil a small pat. "You afe a funny flower, arent you?" he said with a small smile. "Could stop honking now please?" The daffodil just honked even louder. "Personally I like the honking, but Professor Myers said-"

Yeah, this wasn't working. He'd have to think of something else. He looked around to see several of his classmates putting silencing charms on their plants. Hmm... he didn't think they were allowed to use spells in the flowers. Ohwell... "Silencio," he said, pointing his wand at the daffodil. The honking stopped immediately.

"Sorry about that," Fiyero said, giving the flower another little pat before going to fill up his pot with dirt. He set the pot down on his desk with a thump in front of the flower. "Check it out!" he said to the daffodil, "Ive got a nice big pot for you..."

Whoop!

Herboology time! Were those honking Daffodils? Eppp so exciting, The second year couldn't turn down a chance to studying, and care for plants. Plants and flowers were her life, man.

Practically bouncing in her seat as she pulled out her gloves. Anyone could tell that she girl loved herbology.

It was a little hard hearing Paul's instructions, he was now yelling over the honking. Okay good now she could hear. She slipped her gloves on and took her wand and pointed it at her Daffodil. "Silencio." Thank goodness as the honking in front of her and much better

Now she had to fill the her empty pot half way with spoil, dirt. Katerina started to fill the pot with soil until it was full half way. She stopped there and waited for Paul to continue the instructions. Beaming at him in the front of the classroom.

They had the silence the flowers? Shame. Kaycee quite liked how flustered the Professor was over the noise. But alas. If she didn't silence hers, he'd be able to tell.

She cast a quick "Silencio." and glanced at the larger pot. Fill it halfway up with dirt? Easy enough. She put on her gloves and took her larger pot back to the dirt pile. Careful as to not get any dirt on her clothes, she began shoveling dirt into the pot.

Oh, Merlin, that had backfired so magnificently, and now Dot had her own hat to match the professor's. She cocked it to one side and gave the man a weak smile. There were just... no... words for how she felt about this situation.

It didn't even match her robes.

"Neat. Thanks... sir. Really." If he was just a little bit less her favorite and less enthused, she'd probably take it off, but now, Dot was required to wear it through class. And maybe be seen with it in the halls occasionally.

Finally, class started, and Dot gratefully turned her attention to the potted daffodil. Poor thing was crowded, that's why it was so loud and cranky. Imagine being shoved into clothes that didn't fit, and Dot would probably be squawking too. "Can we not silence them, sir? They have just as much right to complain about their living situation as anyone. Maybe more, since they don't have legs to lift them out of this pot. Or career aspirations. Or a way to see Fiji someday. I'd complain too."

But she did fill her second pot halfway with dirt as instructed. This Slytherin followed directions.

Oh Professor Myers was so funny. Ja......nelle, ha ha. But seriously, it was time for class to start, so Janelle tried to get focused. It wasn't easy with all of the honking, but after a while, she was able to tune out the flowers........sort of. It was good to know that the daffodils could actually be quiet, or at the very least, quieter. They, the students, had the ability to make the daffodils happy, by repotting them. Janelle guessed that she'd be loud and disgruntled too, if she was stuck in a small, cramped place.

As instructed, Janelle donned her gloves. She watched as a large pot flew her way and landed right in front of her. Then Janelle thought, if the flowers were unhappy now.......how loud would they be when they were forcibly uprooted. Fortunately, she would not have to find out. They were allowed to use magic to take care of the issue. Pointing her wand at her daffodil, Janelle said, "Silencio". It seemed she cut the sound off in mid honk. "Sorry", she said to her plant. "Professor's orders."

Janelle got her pot and moved it closer to the bucket of soil. Then she proceeded to add dirt to her pot, until it was the required half full. Done.......for now. Janelle took one glove off and wrote the first steps in her notebook. She would update the steps as they went along. Now what was next?

Olly might have been offended that Professor Myers clearly didn't remember either of his last names except he couldn't hear so he couldn't be offended. Instead he just sat and hope class would start soon, and luckily it did. He caught most of the words Professor Myers was saying, though a few were drowned out by the honking. Silencing charm! Olly did that eagerly.

"Silencio!" His own daffodil stopped honking, and so did most of the others as his classmates silenced their daffodils. Now that he could relax a bit more again he was ready to repot. The first step was simply to fill the larger pot halfway up with dirt. That was easy enough. Olly got some dirt and filled the pot half full.

Professor Myers looked really goofy in his outfit but it was really cool at the same time. He had to be one of the most fun professors that they had. He didn't care what anyone thought about him.

Juno looked over her Daffodil. It was lovely, and very large for such a small pot to be in. No wonder it was honking like crazy. "Don't worry little one. We will have you a new home in a jiffy. I am sorry for this but I have to do it. Professor's orders." She pulled out her wand, and with a flick of her wrist "Silencio!" Finally her lovely flower was quiet....and all the others were quickly starting to quiet down as well.

It was a good thing too....she was starting to get a head ache.

She then quickly filled up the larger pot half way with dirt, as directed. There were a lot of girls here that didn't like to get dirty, she wasn't one of them. Their mother taught them at an early age to garden. She didn't enjoy it as much as Esme did but she did like it.

She sat, waiting patiently for the next set of instructions.

Tim listened to the instructions and looked at her really loud daffodil. She first wrote down some notes on what the professor was saying before reaching her her gloves and putting them on. There, that wasn't too hard. Next, she used Silencio on her daffodil and an expression of relief came across her face. At least now she wouldn't become deaf or starting hating plants. Though that last one was a bit dramatic. Leaving the daffodil on her desk, the blonde carefilly carried a pot and filled it half way as instructed. At least the daffodils would have a new home. You know, one that they actually fit in and we're comfortable with. Carrying her pot back to her desk, Tim quietly studied the daffodil more and drew a diagram of one in her notebook. So far, the plants sounded way better when not trying to make any one of these students bleed from their ear.

Stephanie's eyes might have closed a bit before the professor just yelled the very famous saying from the books, "Feliz...no...I mean, Merry Un birthday to you sir..." Spanish was slipping again. Not good, brain, not good.

The yelling quite woke her up, along with all the honking from the daffodils inside the greenhouse. In code, she wrote all instructions and looked around for all she needed for this first step to know the cute plant. Now, Silencio, please she whispered as she pointed her wand towards the daffodil. Instantly, it stopped honking, quite a relief that intensified as her classmates achieved to do the same thing.

What was next? Right, half that pot. Quickly, she left the plant and retrieved new soil for it in half the new pot, came back and waited. What's up next?

Norah made a conscious effort to make her handwriting as neat as she could possibly could (which was still not very neat, but at least her sentences were in somewhat straight lines) because this stuff was important. She absolutely intended to make honking daffodils part of her daily life someday when she had her very own garden. That was the dream. So, good notes it was.

She gave her flower another grin before pulling her wand out and aiming it. "Sorry, little guy." It was rude enough to tell somebody to be quiet, let alone CHARM them to be quiet. Poor lil' bubs. "Silencio!" Mid-honk, the daffodil fell silent. Even after almost seven whole years at this school, Norah still felt a little jolt of excitement when her spell worked on the first time. After ALL this time. Ridiculous. She paused to make sure nothing disastrous could happen to it before vacating her seat to fill the other pot with soil. The seventh year closed her eyes and inhaled the sweet scent of dirt, which she was almost positive would be a big component of her amortentia scent. Along with chocolate chip cookies. And Yoongi, probably. And even more chocolate chip cookies. Soil. Right. She quickly added more soil to the pot until it was as close to halfway full as she could get it and gave the surface a little pat before returning to her seat.

Ta da! Anybody need help? Aaaaaanybody?

It seemed that everyone was following along well enough. Repotting was never too difficult, really, more...it was a particular routine for specific plants. And no two plants were ever really repotted in the EXACT same way, not according to Paul Myers. Paul would have let them keep their flowers noisy...if he had known a few of them actually LIKED the way they sounded; however, it didn’t make any difference.

Moving on.

Paul got in position to start showing them the next few steps. “Next, grab the daffodils by their main stems--the biggest on with the flower on it, obviously! Grab it right under the bloom of the flower, now!” Paul demonstrated on his own daffodil, gripping the thick stem under the flower part of the plant. “Please do not crush their leaves when you do this!” That would be rude!

“Now, your one hand is going to hold the flower steady while your OTHER hand siphons SOME of the dirt from the old pot into the new pot! You have to mix the two dirts together because repotting can sometimes damage plants because of the change of soil!” Daffodils weren’t too sensitive to this, but Paul liked to be safe rather than sorry. “This next part is a little delicate. Once you’re done with putting some of the oil dirt in with the new dirt in the new pot, take that hand and rummage it around until your hand is completely under the roots of the flower. Don’t handle the roots roughly; be gentle. Cup the roots gently while also keeping a firm hold of the stem.”

Paul was concentrating so hard on making sure he was graspig the stem in the right spot and wiggling his other hand through the dirt to cup the daffodil under its roots that his hat flopped off of his head! OH NO! HIS HAAAAAAT. He’d have to get it in a minute when his hands were not occupied!

“Now, tug the plant out of the remainder of the dirt and out of the pot completely. GENTLY, okay? Gently.” And Paul did just that, getting dirt ALL over his front in the process. Well POOPY, man. He’d need to wash his costume thoroughly after this! “Now, place the daffodil in the new pot that’s a little more than halfway filled by now, and hold him in place as you dump the rest of that other soil out into the NEW POT.” Paul did it all as he explained it to them. The fresh smell of soil was overwhelming the white-haired professor, but he loved it.

Were they following along all right? Did any of them need help?

“Feel free to use any magic you think might help---but magic is also not necessary!”

And also...time to retrieve his hat! Leaning over, Paul quickly popped it back to the top of his head. The Mad Hatter needed his HAAAAAAAT!



OOC: SO, to make it look nicer for your eyes, we're on steps 3-7. No post requirement, role-play out the steps in whatever kinda' way your heart desires! I'll be around, nudge me/Paul if you need either of us! Y'all will have at least 24 hours (if not more, depending on my day tomorrow and my exhaustion) and catchup posts always allowed! <3

It sounded like a lot when Professor Myers explained it all at once like that. But really, if Olly took it step by step it wasn't so bad. First things first all he had to do was grab the daffodil. That was like the easiest step ever. So he did just that. Of course it wasn't as simple as just grabbing it because there were requirements about where to grab it and he had to be gentle and everything but it was still pretty easy. Olly grabbed the big stem just below the petals, and was of course very careful not to crush any of the leaves.

The next step was just a bit more complicated but still fairly easy. He took the small shovel and transferred some of the dirt from the old pot into the new one. Apparently it was necessary even if Olly didn't completely understand why. Wouldn't the flower like all new, fresh dirt? That would be like washing part of your sheets but not the whole thing so when you got into bed part of it felt nice and fresh but some of it was still old and not completely clean. Or was it not like that at all with plants? Apparently not. So he transferred some of the dirt and it was time to move on to the next step.

Okay, good. Things were getting a little more bearable here once people had started silencing their daffodils. Not that Esme had anything wrong with the plants, and she DID rather like gardening... but it would be a lot nicer if she didn't feel as if she was getting a headache.

After giving a sigh, she cast Silencio towards the plant. Aaah, that was much better. Now she could actually hear herself think. Smiling at the thought, she proceeded to fill the pot halfway with dirt. While she didn't exactly LOVE getting her hands dirty she was okay with it. Back at home she helped her mother with some of the gardening. Juno didn't help as much but that was okay because they were quite different from each other. Nature was one of the thing she loved just like magical creatures. Well, the cute and gentle ones like unicorns. Not things like dragons so much.

What was an un-birthday? And was there someone she didn't know in the class called Alice? And surely Myers' hat was completely and utterly impractical for class? If she'd worn such a monstrosity, she had a feeling points would have been docked. Basically, all of the above references were still completely bewildering to her. She chewed on her lip, and distractedly stroked her daffodil as she tried to concentrate on the instructions Myers was giving.

And no, she definitely did not want a hat of her own.

So, first she had to silence her daffodil. Relieved it was a spell she knew she could do, she quickly did so. "Silencio!" And then she went to retrieve a bigger pot, and filled it about halfway with soil, patting it down lightly. So far, so good.

She didn't really understand how Myers was cupping the plant out of the pot though. For one, her daffodil's root seemed far too tightly packed to get her hand anywhere around it without causing damage. Instead, she tipped some of the loose soil off the surface into the new pot first, and then examined her old pot a bit closer. Maybe if she held the stalk carefully and tugged on the pot it'd give way?

So they were supposed to be repotting these honksters? Tencius could barely hear the Professor above the din of his own plant "Shh settle down girl..." he said to his plant with little effect. But wait silencio-- they can get their plants to keep quiet? Tenacius didn’t usually like muffling anything but hey he could well try yeah? Now how did the spell go? Yeah he has to check his books. Proof of how he wasn’t really into what this spell does.

Read read read... ok he at least has it figured out somewhat "Silencio." he cast his wand with a reverse flick and a slash downward. The daffodil paused for a moment, seemingly alarmed on what he was trying to do. Did it have any effect? 'Honk!' Well it quieted down somewhat and he'll settle with that "Shhhhhh... " he said again putting his fingers against his lips. He wont enforce the spell further if Honky plant wont make any more noise yeah?

But right, to get to the CAUSE of the noise-- get this plant a bigger crib! He slipped on his gloves, grabbed the bigger pot and started to fill it with dirt. Siphon some of the old soil into the new pot? He wasn’t sure how to do that-- siphoning stuff out and making them vanish was one thing-- he was practically an expert on that, but transfering dirt onto another pot? Yeahhhh lets just do things by hand eh?

Dig dig dig, scoop, plop the dirt onto the new pot. The leonine lad repeated the process until the daffodil itself was pretty lose and started to wobble. And warble! "Shhh shhhh..." he repeatedly reassured the Daffodil again. He really didn’t want to take back his word on not muffling her up. Also he really didn’t want to have to get dirt all over his wand.

He held the plant by the stem just as the Professor demonstrated and started to gently loosen it up some more then lifted it out of the old pot. And there it goes plopped into the new pot. "There see? Bigger crib for ya." The daffodil shifted its bloom as it tried to re-orient itself, and Tenacius took that distraction to transfer the rest of the old soil into the newer pot. Pat pat pat goes the gloved hands around the pot to settle the soil. "Nice and snug aint it?" And the Daffodil honked! Sounded like it had its approval.

But now he has a question "Professor, are we gonna water them? The soil feels a little dry."

SPOILER!!: Silencio and dirt in pot stuff

Finally! They were going to silence the looouuuud loud but cute little daffodils. One step to silence was what he really wanted. Pulling his wand out of his bag, he pointed it at the daffodil. "Sorry little buddy. But you'll be happier in a few minutes." He pet the top of it veeeeery lightly and used Silencio on it. All he could think was THANK GOODNESS.

Slipping on his gloves, he picked up his larger pot and walked to the back of the of the room and filled it up halfway with dirt. This was all very easy and he was pleasantly surprised. So surprised that he was even considering maaaaaybe starting a normal non magical garden at home. Maybe. Probably not.

And noooooow....he was gonna actually move the plant. He read the steps on the board over and over, making sure he really had it right. The last thing he wanted was to hurt this little baby plant.

Veeeeery carefully, Oliver grabbed the stem of the daffodil, managing to find a spot where there were no leaves the crush. SUCCESS! And then he siphoned the old dirt....and then...well, and then he forgot what the next step was. He stared blankly at the daffodil who was silently honking. "You're probably so angry right now. I'm so sorry." Squinting back up at the board, he read the steps over again.

Right. Pull the flower out. No big deal. As he tugged on the daffodil's stem, he couldn't help but apologize to the plant over and over again. Oliver was pretty sure none of the was any fun for the plant. Once he felt the plant lift out, he quickly managed to get his hand under the roots aaaand looked back up at the board again for the next step.

Seeing he was almost done, he beamed and quickly placed the plant into his comfy new home and pet it's petals again. "WE DID IT!" For whatever reason, repotting was proving to be stressful and Ollie was extremely proud to have been able to do it without hurting his plant. He poured in the rest of the dirt from the old pot and patted it into the new pot softly. "There you go buddy, you're all moved in." And now he could sit back and relax for a couple of minutes until they moved on to the next thing.

They were all doing wonderfully! Paul patted the top of his happy little daffodil once before standing to walk by everyone's desks. "Looking good everyone! It isn't hard word, just...careful work, as I said!" as the students were probably discovering.

Ahh, Tenacius. Always getting ahead of himself. "Yes, we'll water them in just a moment. But first I want everyone to finish actually repotting before we do that! Just to keep us all in the same place, you know?" he smiled. "But very good thinking, Tenacius. I like that brain of yours!" Very good, very good, that he had his students thinking about plants like this! So carefully...it was a beautiful thing.

"Does anyone else have any questions or need help with ANYTHING? Just a few more minutes, now!"

Being a big fan of Alice in Wonderland, Kitty was naturally pleased to see Professor Myers dressed up in another Alice in Wonderland costume, this time the Mad Hatter. The honking daffodil's were screaming so loudly that she didn't bother with trying to say hello, so instead she just waved at him from the back. Then she sat and listened to hear what the lesson would be about, wincing now and then whenever a daffodil shrieked especially loudly.

Ooh, they were going to be repotting the daffodils? Okay. That sounded much safer to Kitty than their last Alice in Wonderland themed lesson! She gratefully took the gloves and an empty pot before turning to her daffodil.

"Silencio!" She shouted because she wasn't sure if the spell would work if there was so much noise around.

Then she began refilling the pot with dirt.