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 Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 11:02 am
They're selling postcards of the hanging,
When they're painting the passports brown,
Yeah, the beauty parlor's filled with sailors,
The circus is in town, Levi made his way out to the greenhouse for Herbology, which he wasn't very excited for. He wasn't exactly passionate about planting, even though he had a garden back home. It was just boring to him. He took a seat near the back, taking note of how freaky and serious the professor was compared to his others. He didn't scare Levi, but it was certainly a change. He listened to the other answers. Again, he wasn't sure what to say, as he honestly didn't know.OOC: And the riot squad, they're restless,
They need somewhere to go,
As Lady and I look out tonight,
From Desolation Row.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 11:50 am
 xSera Maybelle Averyxxxxx xxxx<1st Year> Time: 2029-2030 School Year
Location: Herbology I
Dressed: Slytherin Robes
------------------------------------------------------------------------ xx Sera walked into the greenhouse and decided right away she liked Professor Hill. Sure he looked like he needed cleaned up some-a lot-but he was no nonsense, direct. She could respect the authority the man wielded and handled and he held it firm. It was far better than some laid back professor you had no clue of the expectations. She took a seat near the center of the greenhouse and when it came to her she said, "Sera Avery from Slytherin, sir, as for your question, the Gryffindor is right in a way, but you also should have earmuffs and definitely be utilizing your senses when working with plants. You shouldn't blindly go trimming a plant after all." She gave a small shrug, brushed off her stool of any possible dirt and sat back down. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 11:54 am
 Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
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𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 || ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 || 𝒫𝓊𝓇𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹
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Zeph walked into the class, already looking over the professor before he took a seat next to Levi. He wasn't sure what to make of the guy, considering the menacing aura the guy seemed to project. However, the tall boy was determined not to let that deter him. He grabbed out a quill and parchment and began jotting down notes, and then blinked as he heard the professor ask for introductions. He stood a bit awkwardly and swallowed. "Zephyros Whitethorne of Hufflepuff." He then sat back down and slouched low. No one else had offered their names or houses yet, and he felt like a fish out of water for offering that information. However, he at least did as the professor asked so he didn't get into trouble.
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Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 11:55 am
Pureblood ☆ Reed wand with Sphinx Hair Core ☆ Dressed for Hogwarts Alice hadn't been particularly nervous for Herbology, or she wasn't until she entered the greenhouse. The professor was intimidating. He looked like the sort of person who would be a villain in a story book. She ducked quickly to a seat near the back near some Slytherin boy who seemed to be tucking his head and fairly intimidated by the professor as well. Or maybe she was projecting her feelings to the boy? Either way, Professor Hill was a bit scary... couldn't he try to be a bit friendlier or something? Or what if he was trying and was really worse! Alice resisted burying her face in her hands in horror at that thought. ☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆ {OoC: ....................} ☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 12:47 pm
Ambition and cleverness,
Usually such a dark connotation.  I N D I A N Axxx M O R I A R T Yxxx Q U A K E Ravenclaw │ First Year │ Eleven Years Old │ Halfblood
The little Ravenclaw walked into the greenhouse tentatively. Herbology wasn’t one of her most anticipated classes, but she wasn’t directly opposed to it, as some obscure herb might save her life at some point. She felt inclined to emphasize the word “might” as it really wasn’t extremely likely that she’d have to rely on a plant for assistance in her endeavors. But, she figured she’d give it a fair shot, and see if its practicality surprised her.
It didn’t seem promising. The first thing Indie noticed upon entry was the mildly ominous attitude of the professor. His appearance was frightening enough, but the stern way he spoke along with the consequences he proposed made him all the more intimidating. She made a mental note to do everything in her power to stay on his good side, if, of course, he had one. Right now it did not appear likely. After he spoke, Indie waited for her turn and then stood. Her hands were involuntarily shaking, and her voice matched their unsteadiness when she opened her mouth to speak. "Indiana Quake," she barely got out, sounding like a mouse who’d been stepped on. It felt appropriate to give her full first name rather than the shortened version. This didn’t seem like a man who bothered with nicknames. “Ravenclaw.” The girl sat back down as fast as she could, and listened to her classmates’ responses to his question about materials. She didn’t really know anything about magical plants, but she assumed it would take more than muggle gardening equipment to deal with them. On one hand, she was mortified to speak, but on the other, she felt like offering another piece of equipment would be a risk worth taking. Maybe it would earn her an ounce of approval.
After the brazen Slytherin had sat, Indie cleared her throat nervously. "Um, they’re right, probably, but wouldn’t you also need your wand?" She prayed she was right, for she couldn’t stand the scrutiny that would result if she was wrong. Having this professor know her as an idiot would be downright awful.
However, you can find that same
mindset here as well...
Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 1:12 pm
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With his belongings strewn about on his desk at last, and a few other students had gone ahead with their introductions, Tristan figured he ought to follow their lead. This professor obviously wouldn't stand for any of the cheeky remarks or boorish comments the young beast of a boy had rolled up his sleeves. He hoped to seem as inconspicuous as possible as he stood up and declared, ”Tristan Hastings, Slytherin,” then dropped back down into his seat to let the other dozen students introduce themselves. Impatience had left him restlessly thumping his shoe against the ground with attempts at peering through the greenhouse panes out into the school grounds.
∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷【LOCATION:: Herbology】 【COMPANY:: The First Years】 【ATTIRE:: School Uniform】 【STATS:: Slytherin, 4'9", 98lbs】 ∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:44 pm
LOCATION » Herbology greenhouse.
COMPANY » Professor Hill and other first years.
WEARING » Ravenclaw Robes.
OOC » Yaaaay learning~
 
It was finally the last day of the week, at the last class of the week as well. Herbology. Naturally the class took place at a greenhouse rather than a normal classroom. It was filled with plants, but left space for stools and a little room on the tables to write on. She had found enough room to set her Herbology book down with a paper and pen on top of it, but kept her wand in her pocket for now.
She jumped a little when the Professor flicked his wand, causing the doors to close and lock. That was the first clue that this was a very no-nonsense kind of teacher. The next was pretty much his entire introduction speech. As soon as Sophie noticed the rules on the board, she set to copying them down on paper so she wouldn't forget them, as well as the Professor's name. At the end of his explanation of the rules, he asked if any of what he said was unclear and she along with a few others, simply shook her head to signify 'no'.
Once he was sure that everyone understood his rules, Professor Hill continued on and said that their first lesson would consist of understanding the subject and how to work with living things as he wouldn't tolerate any undue harm coming to them. He must really like plants... she mused. Then noticing that they were supposed to stand and introduce themselves by name and House, she took her turn. "Sophia Knols of House Ravenclaw."
Professor Hill's question was quickly answered by three different students, each adding to the list of things you would need for Herbology. They were all good answers and knowing of none to add, Sophie kept quiet and simply wrote down what was asked and said, wondering if they were right or if it was more complicated than that.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 12:19 am
ǀη тнє мσяηιηg Ɩιgнт Ɩєт му яσσтѕ тαкє fƖιgнт
Ɯαтcн мє fαƖƖ αвσνє Ɩιкє α νιcισυѕ ɗσνє
Ƭнєу ɗση'т ѕєє мє cσмє, ωнσ cαη вƖαмє тнєм?
Ƭнєу ηєνєя ѕєєм тσ cαтcн му єує вυт ǀ ηєνєя ωσηɗєяєɗ ωну
♬ ♪ ♬ ♪ ♬ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ♬ ♪ ♬ ♪ ♬
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xxxI αм...xxx
xxxωнσ - ωнαт - ωнєяєxxx
With the First Years doing introductions at the Greenhouse
xxxfєєƖιηgxxx
Not pleased
xxxтнιηкιηgxxx
"Seriously, me and Mother Nature never get along."
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♬ ♪ ♬ ♪ ♬ Hєу уєαн, ɗση'т Ɩєт 'єм кησω ωє'яє cσмιηg Hєу уєαн, тιρтσє нιgнєя Ƭαкє ѕσмє тιмє тσ ѕιммєя ɗσωη, кєєρ уσυя нєαɗ ɗσωη Ɩσω Hєу уєαн, тιρтσє нιgнєя ♬ ♪ ♬ ♪ ♬
Ƒяσм уσυя ѕƖαηтєɗ νιєω ѕєє тнє мσяηιηg ɗєω
Sιηк ιηтσ тнє ѕσιƖ, ωαтcн тнє ωαтєя вσιƖ
Ƭнєу ωση'т ѕєє мє яυη, ωнσ cαη вƖαмє тнєм?
Ƭнєу ηєνєя Ɩσσк тσ ѕєє мє fƖу, ѕσ ǀ ηєνєя нανє тσ Ɩιє
Avian entered the greenhouse, he felt uncomfortable about the dirt and the misty atmosphere, especially the weather. He never liked plants, and he definitely never had a green thumb. The professor even made it worse, now he had to take nature seriously to avoid being hexed or kicked out. Great.
He raised his hand when Professor Hill asked about what they need in class but Sera, Indie and Aster went first, they beat him to it. He lowered his hand and shrugged, "Yep, what they said, since obviously we all both know that we do not want to risk being injured and all. Avian Lovette from Ravenclaw, by the way" He put it in a polite tone because who knows, he had to give some professors some good impressions, even if he knew he was going to be terrible at this subject.
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ :: Out Of Character :: - - - ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 2:30 am
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLionel Santiago LiraxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHufflepuff First Year"There are big ships and small ships." Lionel walked into class, a smile on his face...that is, until he saw the look on the professor's face. The man himself, Lionel could only think of as that evil second in command guy in movies; you know, the one's who were ruthless. Like Darth Vader. And judging by the way the man had the doors shut and locked with merely the flick of his wand, he meant business. 'You can do that?! he thought to himself, obviously not voicing that, because you know, the way the man had done it seemed rather aggressive. And that aggressive vibe continued through the man's opening speech. Even Lionel, who wasn't always the amazing with authority, knew that this was not a man to be reckoned with. It was only common sense. Nor did Lionel ever really have authority problems with elders either...so he felt that he would do fine. Besides...he had a particular affinity for plants, speaking that his mother gardened and worked in a greenhouse; so Lionel knew how exactly careful one had to be with them.
As the man had gone into their first lesson, he listened intently on the answers of the others...then said one of his own. "I would say goggles because there are plants that could irritate the eyes. Just to be on the safe side. Oh yeah...Lionel Lira, Hufflepuff," he said aloud, sitting down and waiting. He didn't know if he was right, but did he care...no, because the answer was a 'safe' answer, one in which has to be a tool used at some point. He couldn't imagine wizards being able to put a barrier over their eyes or something. "But the best ship of all is friendship. "
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 2:40 pm
 
Sybil was both terrified and excited for Herbology. She was at least a bit excited because she knew she was at least going to like to, Sybil adored tending to plants and she had been tending to both their garden and her mother's wizard plants for years. Now, her reservations were towards the teacher... Professor Hill was talked about among other students, and it was obvious that no one liked him. He was a hard teacher, and that was obvious just by looking at him. Sybil tried her best not to sit near the professor in any way. As soon as the lesson started, Sybil was completely silent. She already couldn't stand that she thought the teacher was quite the a**, but it wasn't like she was going to say anything about it. They were starting off their year with the basic tools in Herbology. A simple question, most of which the class had already answered, a Gryffindor girl she believed as named Aster, and the prissy Slytherin she only remembered from History of Magic. There were a few other things that Sybil could've mentioned, but she decided it was best to keep her mouth shut around this teacher, she just didn't trust even speaking around him. His face just made her think he was going to hit one of them if they were wrong...
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 3:10 pm
c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ ѕιηgℓє ✖ Looking Sweet at Herbology with Aster xxxғeelιngxxx Curious xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ Earmuffs??? ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
I'∂ gινє тнє c н α η c є I'νє g σ т ✿ ✿ ✿xxxxxxxxxxxx
Aη∂ gινє α ℓ ℓ м у ℓ σ ν є тσ уσυ ✿ ✿ ✿xxxxxxxxx
I ∂ση'т к η σ ω мυcн 'вσυт α η у т н ι η g ✿ ✿ ✿xxxxxx
Tнαт у σ υ ' ∂ нανє м є ∂ σ ✿ ✿ ✿xxx
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spacePamela sat next to Aster, as she had in all their lessons, grinning widely. She didn't really know if she was going to enjoy this class very much, but she was at least going to give it a shot. Her Mum liked gardening, they even had a little window box above the shop. Maman was rubbish at it, but she was hoping she took more after Mum. It'd be pretty bad if she killed the plants in class, after all. Anyway, she bet that this'd be like history was; magical history was more interesting than normal history. Magical plants were probably more interesting than boring normal ones, too, right? She took out her things to take notes, smiling when Aster answered the professor's question. Another student added to her response, a Slytherin girl, and her words peaked Pam's interest. She stood then, waving as she did so, other hand moving hair from her face (she was forever getting her hair in her face). "I'm Pamela Gautreaux, Hufflepuff house!" she declared cheerily, and then, her gaze moved to the brunette Slytherin, and back to the professor. "So, um, pardon me, but, why would you need earmuffs for gardening?" she asked, unbearably curious. That didn't seem like a 'duh' sort of thing to her, but Sera had made it sound like she'd thought the inclusion was obvious. Why was that? Sera obviously came from a magical family, since she knew something that Pam didn't. Or, well. She could have simply read the textbook, she supposed. Maybe Pam should've read the textbook... oops!
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xxx✿ ✿ ✿ I ∂ση'т c α я є мυcн 'вσυт α η у т н ι η g
xxxxxx✿ ✿ ✿ 'Cєρт ƒσя тнє ℓ σ ν є ιη у σ υ я н є α я т
xxxxxxxxx✿ ✿ ✿ W н σ α м I ? W н σ α м I ?
xxxxxxxxxxxx✿ ✿ ✿ Bυт α ѕ σ υ η ∂ σƒ т σ м σ я я σ ω
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 3:26 pm
c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ Sıиgłe ✖ Looking Modest in Herbology with First Years xxxғeelιngxxx Curious xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ How interesting... ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
Aиđ тħe g ı я ł тħαт ¢ħαšeđ тħe я α в в ı т , ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxxxxxxxx
đяαиκ тħe ω ı и e, αиđ тøøκ тħe ρ ı ł ł ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxxxxx
Hαš ł ø ¢ κ e đ ħeяšełf ıи ł ı м в ø ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxx
тø šee ħøω ıт т я υ ł ч f e e ł š ◊ ◊ ◊xxx
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spaceLorelei had been quite surprised by the rather intimidating demeanor of this particular professor; all their other instructors thus far had seemed fairly laid back. But, Professor Hill had locked the door at almost exactly 2 o'clock so that there was no chance for anyone running late to make it to class. He didn't seem the sort to put up with nonsense. She appreciated that, she supposed, but it was sort of odd to have an instructor who was so off-puttingly strict after the rather lax professors they'd met throughout the rest of the week. Oh, well. She supposed one of them had to be a hard-a**. Hopefully she would do well enough in this lesson so as to not disappoint him. She would hate to be looked upon in a negative light by one of her professors. When her turn came, she stood. "I am Lorelei Townsend of Slytherin House, Professor Hill," she replied. The Hufflepuff who had gone before her had asked a question, and she found herself wishing that she had the answer, if for no other reason than to contribute to the class and get off on the right foot. Then again, the question had been directed at the professor, so perhaps answering for him would make one look like a brown-noser or a know it all? She didn't want to be either of those things. She just wanted to do well.
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xxx◊ ◊ ◊ Tø š т α и đ ø υ т š ı đ e чøυя ν ı я т υ e
xxxxxx◊ ◊ ◊ Nø øиe ¢αи e ν e я ħ υ я т ч ø υ
xxxxxxxxx◊ ◊ ◊ O я š ø т ħ e ч š α ч . . .
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2015 8:34 pm
 ├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ├───═▇═─┤
๓คtเl๔ค ς๏llเภร
ђยŦŦlєקยŦŦ Ŧเгรt אєคг
├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ ├───═▇═─┤ I had a dream so big and loud
I jumped so high I touched the clouds
I stretched my hands out to the sky
We danced with monsters through the night Mattie loved this class! Her mumma loved Herbology and her Grandpapa was a Herbologist. And Mattie wanted to be a Florist! She sat excitedly, despite the Professor's apparent displeasure. When it came time to introduce themselves, Mattie spoke out. "I'm Matilda Collins, but you can call me Mattie! I'm a Hufflepuff!" Turning towards her follow housemate, Pam, she answered the girl's question. "There are these plants called Mandrakes and they scream. They can paralyze you. Or worse..." She shivered, then smiled and turned towards the Professor. I'm never gonna look back
Whoa, I'm never gonna give it up
No, please don't wake me now
This is gonna be the best day of my life ๏ยt ๏Ŧ ςђคгคςtєг
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2015 2:26 pm
 ɚSo what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
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Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Aʟᴜᴍɴɪ || Oᴡɴᴇʀ, Dᴏɢᴡᴇᴇᴅ & Dᴇᴀᴛʜᴄᴀᴘs || Hᴇʀʙᴏʟᴏɢʏ Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ
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Jason took note of those who answered and those who did not. His eyes lingered a bit on Hastings, considering he must be the new werewolf that he was smelling. However, his gaze didn't stay for long, deciding to instead answer the students since they themselves answered the question quite well between the lot of them. He was slightly disappointed that they didn't answer the question fully on their own, but he could excuse them for it. "Interesting answers. I noticed that you happened to answer the question fully between the lot of you. Considering that it seems as though you have an idea of the tools required to work within the field, I will instead not give out points. I will instead state that you lot seem to be more competent than some other of your years, shockingly enough. For that, you will not get the usual homework assignment, beyond perhaps studying the material ahead of time regarding the tools, as well as the chapter on Spiky Bushes. Class is dismissed..."
The werewolf then pointed out Tristan. "Save for you. I would like for you to meet me in my office after classes tomorrow. If you have any problems with this, it is not my problem. If you try and skip this, I will be able to find you wherever you might be within the grounds. I suggest you are punctual in this, Mister Hastings. That is all."
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Location: Greenhouse
Thinking: Remember, I applied myself, don't maim the students so early on...
OOC: Sorry about the late reply, life got me good last week >_<
ɚHelp me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2015 2:33 pm
ɚSo what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
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Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Aʟᴜᴍɴɪ || Oᴡɴᴇʀ, Dᴏɢᴡᴇᴇᴅ & Dᴇᴀᴛʜᴄᴀᴘs || Hᴇʀʙᴏʟᴏɢʏ Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ
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Jason entered the classroom and strode toward the front, his head erect and his his eyes focused as he quickly set up the classroom. Looking things over, he nodded and settled back to wait, his arms crossed as he watched the students enter. When the last students entered, he flicked his wand, causing the door to close and lock.
He then settled his gaze at the students assembled. "Hello, and welcome back. Last lesson, we happened to discuss the various tools you will be using in this class, while this class we shall go ahead and start with a basic plant that is found in many gardens in the wizarding world. The spiky bush. As you can see, I have set several bushes on the tables before you. I would like for each of you to pull on your dragonhide gloves and please gather to them four at a time. This way, we can all see what exactly I happen to be showing you."
Jason pulled on his own gloves and approached the plant on his own table. "As you may not know, spiky bushes happen to be a highly aggressive species of plant, with long thorns that give these bushes their names. The thorns on these bushes happen to be yellow, while the thorns of wild spiky bushes are more of a brown colour. The one distinction between domesticated spiky bushes and their wild cousins aren't in the color of their thorns, but in what they do with them. These bushes when domesticated can shoot their thorns at what they perceive as threats. This makes spiky bushes ideal for owners that wish to keep intruders out of their gardens. The bushes before you have been hit with a Stunning Charm, which means they will not attack. However, should you notice the bush start to shiver, please inform me so I can recast the spell. I wish for each of you to gently move aside the foliage of each plant and try and locate one of these thorns, like this." The older wolf deftly pushed aside a bit of the foliage, stopping finally when he found one of the thorns in question. He showed it to the students and then nodded toward the bushes he set out. "Now you try. I will be coming around and watching you to ensure the plants are uninjured and that you are using the proper technique to minimize both damage to yourself and the bush."
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Location: Greenhouse
Thinking: Remember, I applied myself, don't maim the students so early on...
OOC: Sorry about the late reply, life got me good last week >_<
ɚHelp me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
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