Their long term assignment was to take care of their own star. Everybody scream SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS! Just who in their right mind wouldn't find this the most exciting extracurricular task by far? She knew she was pretty hyped. Having these kinds of assignments always sparked her interest for it was like nurturing a baby and everybody knew that she was fond of the little angels.

Upon entering the Astrophysics Laboratory, Beezus scanned the whole place first with her eyes widening in both astonishment and eagerness, her mouth hung open at the sight of apparatuses and microscopes that lined the work tables. Her hands were tingling to get hold of those and tinker with its functions.

But before that, first things first. Just as Professor Flamsteed had declared, it was mandatory to be properly attired.

And so, moving towards the closet to her right, the Ravenclaw chose a white lab coat along with a pair of goggles which she promptly put on as soon as she'd shut the closet door close. She wasn't going to take chances in taking the Professor's ruling for granted anytime of the day. Nope. She didn't want to lose points just like she did during the first lesson. Either way, she didn't do it intentionally, just got a little bit too excited and carelessness took over.

Too much for that though.

She had to start.

Beezus peeled off a label sticker from the stub and wrote her name on it before choosing a jar in which she stuck it securely to. She eyed her penmanship for a short while wherein she snorted offhandedly.

Her chicken scratch was certainly in need of cleaning up, just like the jar. "Scourgify." Of course, as expected, the glass surface was washed off of its dusty bits and whatnot that it sported earlier. She turned the jar over and also made sure that it was spotless. A 'Tergeo' went to the lid and and it, too, was now chaster.