Twisting a strand of her wavy blonde hair around her finger as she made her way towards where the second herbology lesson would be taking place. She enjoyed herbology, although she didnt so much enjoyable that her boyfriend had a crush on the teacher. That was a little odd.
"Hello Professor Bunbury." Brody smiled, as she reluctantly dropped her wand which was 12 inches long, made of yew wood and had a unicor hair core, into the tub. "How are you?"

Anya followed a blonde fourth year up to the greenhouse. Dropping her 11 inch holly wood, phoenix feather wand into the tub, she looked up at Professor Bunbury. "Love your boots, Professor," she said, walking inside.

Hmm. Herbology.

Destiny walked into the Greenhouse almost walking into the professor. 'Oh. Hello Professor!'

She didn't want to do it, leaving her wand with the professor. She hesitantly dropped her 10inch, cherry and unicorn hair wand in the container, and found a seat.
It felt weird without her wand.

Gaaaaaah, it's TOO COLD! Miranda huffed, watching her breath fog its was up to the sky. She had her dragon hide gloves under her mittens and walked towards the greenhouses.

Looking inside, there wasn't much visibility since the place was full of plants and stuff, and manure, probably.
Well at the door, she stepped inside and saw the professor. Miranda waved first before greeting.
"Good day Professor Bunbury, miss!" and then listened to her instructions.

She grimaced. Really? We should leave our wands, with her? Weren't you ALWAYS supposed to HAVE your wand READY? Shrugging, she left her precious Willow, 11 1/2 inches, nice and bendy, with a unicorn hair core wand, in the box almost not being able to let it go.

With that, she sat down at the FRONT OF THE CLASS like always and proceeded to take out her quill and notebook from her bag.

AHHHH HERBOLOGYYYY!

The pure scent of nature, it was heaaaaven. Ya know he really had mixed feelings for this certain professor, seeeeee. A fashion sense she had. Pink included.

SHE COULD HAVE BEEN THE NEXT LADY GAGA!1!!11

Oh if only Bunzz picked out a singing career instead. TSK TSK TSKKKKK. He skipped towards Greenhouse Four, entering it and eying Bunbury... suspiciously. Word had it that her birthday was this month? Hehe. EH? WAS IT??? He didn't know how old she was--she looked young to him but she did wear tons of make-up. He removed his wand from his wand holster and dropped it into the plastic container--11 and a quarter, cherry wood and had a salamander scale core, a bit swishy you could also say.

But befooooooore he moved to walked towards his seat, he SMIIILEDD at Bunzz. "Oi oi OII Bunzz, congrats on the big fouuur zerroooo," he whispered to her with a grin and did a two-thumbs up and a KAWINKY-DINK. Did she look 40? No. But she wore tons of make-up. MAKE-UP MADE YA LOOK 10 YEARS YOUNGER! So yeah. Aaaalll a guess--a pretty accurate guess if ya asked him.

And he innocently hoppity hopped towards his seat. Laaaaa la laaa what a wondahhhful daaaay.

Samson proceeded to Greenhouse Four, and entered along with his other classmates, ready to start Herbology.

What? What was this? What was going on?

The professor was wand-napping them!

Or... it was... part of the lesson? Still, what Samson saw made him reluctant. He reaaally didn't wanna leave his Holly, phoenix feather, 11 1/2" wand behind. In that plastic tub. With Professor Bunnyears. GAH!

"Do we HAVE to?" He whined, holding the tip of his wand with his thumb and forefinger, hovering it above the tub the professor was holding out.

Puppy dog eyes. PLEASE SAY NO.

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Twisting a strand of her wavy blonde hair around her finger as she made her way towards where the second herbology lesson would be taking place. She enjoyed herbology, although she didnt so much enjoyable that her boyfriend had a crush on the teacher. That was a little odd.
"Hello Professor Bunbury." Brody smiled, as she reluctantly dropped her wand which was 12 inches long, made of yew wood and had a unicor hair core, into the tub. "How are you?"

"Hello...." Bunbury nodded toward the first Hufflepuff to come in. She knew the girl somewhat from an encounter with Torin but honestly still had no idea what her name was. "I've been better."

And that was that. She glanced down at her wand and raised a brow at the yew.

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Anya followed a blonde fourth year up to the greenhouse. Dropping her 11 inch holly wood, phoenix feather wand into the tub, she looked up at Professor Bunbury. "Love your boots, Professor," she said, walking inside.

"Why thank you, darling," Bunz smirked at the Ravenclaw. Buckles for the win.

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Hmm. Herbology.

Destiny walked into the Greenhouse almost walking into the professor. 'Oh. Hello Professor!'

She didn't want to do it, leaving her wand with the professor. She hesitantly dropped her 10inch, cherry and unicorn hair wand in the container, and found a seat.
It felt weird without her wand.

"Helllllllo...." the redheaded professor dragged out the word until the Slytherin left her wand in the bin. Hmm. 10 inches. A shorty. Aww.

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Gaaaaaah, it's TOO COLD! Miranda huffed, watching her breath fog its was up to the sky. She had her dragon hide gloves under her mittens and walked towards the greenhouses.

Looking inside, there wasn't much visibility since the place was full of plants and stuff, and manure, probably.
Well at the door, she stepped inside and saw the professor. Miranda waved first before greeting.
"Good day Professor Bunbury, miss!" and then listened to her instructions.

She grimaced. Really? We should leave our wands, with her? Weren't you ALWAYS supposed to HAVE your wand READY? Shrugging, she left her precious Willow, 11 1/2 inches, nice and bendy, with a unicorn hair core wand, in the box almost not being able to let it go.

With that, she sat down at the FRONT OF THE CLASS like always and proceeded to take out her quill and notebook from her bag.

Nodding at Miranda as she left her wand, Bunbury might have titled her head and gave the girl a second glance. "Hmm.... good day."

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AHHHH HERBOLOGYYYY!

The pure scent of nature, it was heaaaaven. Ya know he really had mixed feelings for this certain professor, seeeeee. A fashion sense she had. Pink included.

SHE COULD HAVE BEEN THE NEXT LADY GAGA!1!!11

Oh if only Bunzz picked out a singing career instead. TSK TSK TSKKKKK. He skipped towards Greenhouse Four, entering it and eying Bunbury... suspiciously. Word had it that her birthday was this month? Hehe. EH? WAS IT??? He didn't know how old she was--she looked young to him but she did wear tons of make-up. He removed his wand from his wand holster and dropped it into the plastic container--11 and a quarter, cherry wood and had a salamander scale core, a bit swishy you could also say.

But befooooooore he moved to walked towards his seat, he SMIIILEDD at Bunzz. "Oi oi OII Bunzz, congrats on the big fouuur zerroooo," he whispered to her with a grin and did a two-thumbs up and a KAWINKY-DINK. Did she look 40? No. But she wore tons of make-up. MAKE-UP MADE YA LOOK 10 YEARS YOUNGER! So yeah. Aaaalll a guess--a pretty accurate guess if ya asked him.

And he innocently hoppity hopped towards his seat. Laaaaa la laaa what a wondahhhful daaaay.

She was then distracted, however, by the timely arrival of Cameron Karsten who called her Bunz YET AGAIN. "It's professor BuNBURY, boy," she growled through gritted teeth. And then Bunz almost fainted at the idea that she had quiet possibly turned forty.

FORTY!!!11!! Did she LOOK FORTY to YOU?

...don't answer that if you know what's good for you.

"I am NOT a forty-year-old, Karsten, NO THANK YOU!" She had half a mind to pick up one of these wands and scourgify his mouth for such blasphemy. GRR.

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Samson proceeded to Greenhouse Four, and entered along with his other classmates, ready to start Herbology.

What? What was this? What was going on?

The professor was wand-napping them!

Or... it was... part of the lesson? Still, what Samson saw made him reluctant. He reaaally didn't wanna leave his Holly, phoenix feather, 11 1/2" wand behind. In that plastic tub. With Professor Bunnyears. GAH!

"Do we HAVE to?" He whined, holding the tip of his wand with his thumb and forefinger, hovering it above the tub the professor was holding out.

Puppy dog eyes. PLEASE SAY NO.

But no. Bunz was trying to be good today. Or at least better.

"Yes you absolutely must give me your wands," she answered the Ravenclaw, offering the bin toward him a bit forcefully. "It's for the safety of the plants."

And because.... she needed a wand to teach.

Mmmmm.... Herbology. Livvy had to admit, she wasn't too strong nor did she have anything that was remotely close to affection towards the class. But Professor Bunbury was cool. Scary at times. But cool though. And had fashion sense. Even though it was rather eccentric at times. Who caaares? She's a pretty RAD professor.

Livvy made her way outside of the castle and towards the greenhouses, entering the fourth one to see that many of her fellow classmates were already gathered. She looked around at what the students that had arrived prior to her arrival, had done.

Smiling, she came up to the professor with a cheery, "Hullo professor! You look lovely today. I like your boots." Livvy glanced down at the one she was tapping that looked all purteh looking... but was most definitely NOT something that she, Olivia Zhang, would wear. She'd trip.

Livvy took out her soft, cherry wand of 11 1/2 inches, with it's own unique unicorn hair, from her robes and dropped it in the container. Though she was quite sorry to see it go, she had to obey the professor's rules. Though Bunbury was a delightful lady, she was not one you wanted to anger. Did Livvy mention, scary, yet?

Kaika was whistling until...well, until she arrived to class and noticed people were leaving their wands with Professor Bunbury.

Er, what? why? and with Bunbury? That was...clearly something she didn't want to do, but did she have a choice? Yes. Not going to class. However, she had to. Well, at least Bunbury had a wand, unlike Melita, and she wouldn't take their wand.

As she grew closer and closer to the entrance, she took out her wand, Bunbury better not do anything to it, it was rather new. "Hello Professor, it's a nice day, right?" if you liked the cold. Kaika smiled as she left her 'Redwood, Phoenix Feather core, 9 3/4 inches. Sturdy' wand with Bunbury and proceeded to take a seat.

Josh walked to the Greenhouses dragging his bag, which was mainly full of chocolate and packets rubbish, unwillingly and halted when he saw students entering in the Greenhouse four was each putting something in the box that Professor Bunbury was holding. 'Entering tip? Strange'. Then, when he joined the queue right after a Hufflepuff, he realised that people were putting theirs wands into it. 'Wands! The wands that no witch or wizard could imagine themselves apart from it?'. He had no trouble with wandering around wandless but that seemed a little bit fishy to him for the general idea in the wizarding world. Besides that his quick mind contributed more to this suspiciousness when it linked this remembering things of professors losing their wands in the castle. And what was that look on the professors face.

Lost in thoughts he walked forward and halted right before her, taking off his 12 inches, hazel wood, salamander scale core wand which was very solid as he stared right into professor's eyes. 'Don't be stupid! She is a professor there's no reason for her to steal other's wands. You are being ridiculous!' he mentally scolded himself and dropped his wand isnide the thing she was holding. ''Good day professor!'' he spoke out trying to sound cheerful and made his way to the seats tyring to forget his stupid ideas on people around especially that 'Profesor Bunbury wand thief. Hilarious!' one.

Eh? Part with their wands!? But.. but that was like losing a limb. Well, not quite but Emily didn't like the idea of leaving her trusty wand with the evil Professor Bunbury.. especially without explanation.

Reluctantly she retrieved the wand from her Slytherin robes and examined it. “That's Birch and phoenix feather and measures 9 ¾ inches. It's kinda swooshy I suppose.” She placed it on the desk. Then asked curiously, her green eyes narrowing ever so slightly. “What do you need our wands for, proffessor?”

Keeley entered the greenhouses exhausted, having gotten lost because of those dumb trick staircases. Noticing people sadly parting with their wands, she went over to the table and dropped hers off as well. She loved her wand, and honestly did NOT want to leave it. It was a solid Hawthorne, 14 inch with a dragon heartstirng core and a fancy handle. Crossing the room, she plopped down into a seat, trying to fix her long hair, scarlet today. Not seeing any of her friends, she pulled out one of her favorite muggle books from her bag and lost herself in the pages.

Jacoby tripped into the class room. looking back he saw nothing that could have tripped him. "I'm OKAY!" he yelled to everyone who saw him. 'This place scares me sometimes' he thought to himself "Good day professor." he said with a smile the saw the box of wands. He took out his own. turning it in his fingers for a few seconds, then reluctently dropped the 11 3/4 in. maple wood, dragonheart string core wand in with the rest and took his seat trying to walk as straight as possibly with his banged up knees.

Tavelon entered the greenhouse, which was considerably warm compared to the chilly outside. He wondered if there were spells or if that was natural.

Maybe it was to counteract Professor Bunbury's icy stare.

Tavelon went over to the box to deposit his wand. Why? Not his favorite 11-and-a-half-inch-sturdy-redwood-with-dragon-heartstring-core... well, his only wand. So it had to be his favorite.

Tavelon grudgingly put his wand in the box. All the professors missing their wands lately... Maybe it was Bunbury! And now she was going to STEAL from the students, too!!!

Tavelon kept all of this in his head, and cut things down to a simple "Hi, Professor" with a cheery smile as he sat.

Herbology.<3

He had, less than two years ago, been terrible at the subject; but Fyo's skill with plants had improved considerably since then and, as he stepped into the Greenhouse, his eyes were alight with the glazed joy only the prospect of study could cause.

"Good day, professor," he said, as he parted with his wand - he did not want to, but Professor Bunbury had never been that evil, had she? Determined, more like. Ah, his wand. Thirteen inches, wood of cherry, core of Chimaera Scale. Fyo loved it as much as he loved Arithmancy.

Or Butterfly. Or Torinkitty.

Nikki walked into Herbology looking over at the professor. So she wanted there wands? Taking her wand out of her pocket, Nikki walked over to Professor Bunbury's desk and dropped off her holly, 10 3/4 with Unicorn hair, wand. "Hello Professor." She said quickly before making her way to find a seat.

"Hey Fyo, long time no see." She said smiling at him and taking a seat. "What you been up to?"

Yey for Herbology!

Sylvia walked in and up to the Professor's desk before placing her 1.5 inched Cherry wand with it's Pheonix feather core on it. She smiled up at BunBunz, and returned to her seat.

Ooooh. She wondered what they'd learn today.

Evelyn heard what the professor said to the students in front of her. Eyes widening in surprise, she stood shock still for a moment. 'No no no no no that's not good. Not good. Not a good idea. Last time someone took my wand...No no no.' Maybe she should just skip this class? But she was looking forward to it all week...

Deciding quickly, she bent down close to the ground when a couple students were distracting the professor, and tried to squeeze through unnoticed. She was NOT going to give up her ten and a third inch Ash wood and Basilisk Fang core wand. No way. Not now. Not ever. Now almost crawling on the ground, she was thankful that she wasn't that tall. Made it so much easier...Hopefully the professor wouldn't notice.

"Wait up Anya. Oh, hello Professor Bunbury." Sky looked down at the professor's feet. "Nice boots, indeed." She dropped her 11' birch wand with a single pheonix feather into the tub.

Jack found a seat and waited for class to begin.

My wand? Winnie panicked. She HATED being without her wand. With one thing and another around the castle these days...it was unwise to be unarmed. She supposed not much could happen in the greenhouse, though... she slowly drew her 12 inch rose wand from an inside pocket. Its core was her favorite thing about it - whose else's had a firecrab shell core? She held out her wand and smiled tremulously (in her head, at least; in real life it was more like a grimace). "Hullooo, Professor." She stared down at the wand still in her hand. "I suppose you want me to just...put it down. All right." She EVER SO SLOWLY put her wand in the container, as if it might explode if she dropped it too fast. "I'll come back for you, dear," she whispered.

Umm...blink.

Professor Bunbury wanted their wands? LouAnn knew what she was up to now! She just knew it! Wands were being stolen left and right around this place and now that a few people were a wand or two short, they needed to borrow the wands of the students, hmm?

Okay, so to be fair, LouAnn didn't know that wands were being stolen, but she'd been around quite a few professors lately who'd suddenly found themselves without one---and not having known where it went.

Sighing, LouAnn pulled her own wand out---Goodbye, Willow; Phoenix Feather Core; 10 3/4 inches. Yes, she expected to never see it again once it dropped into that container the professor was holding. She hesitated a moment, thinking to snatch it back, when Cam Karsten spoke up...

"She's forty?!?" LouAnn half-whispered, looking at the boy in amazement. "She'd older than my parents..."

...or not. LouAnn beamed at the professor then greeted her in an overly polite manner. "Good day, Professor Bunbury. My, what nice boots you have on!" she said, giving Cam a 'What in Merlin's name?' look. With that said and done, she proceeded into the classroom to join the rest of the students.

Sky laughed, taking a seat.
Madness never ceased.
"How old d'you think she is?" she whispered through the side of her mouth.

Fyo looked up, a little startled when a familiar voice addressed him. It was - time to be swept off his feet in surprise, he had definitely not expected her - Nikki. Oh my, when had he last seen her?

"Not much, the usual," he said with a shrug, offering her a polite smile. He really hoped the lesson would start soon.