As everyone was sure to know...Gabriel Banner was not the biggest fan of plants.....BUT what he was even less fond of....was having to be artistic under duress. The options for the homework had been laid out for them to choose: care for some plants or draw something....and with it not being something related to graphing paper or historical architecture, Gabe's hands were tied.

To the greenhouses it was, then.

Dropping his bag at the door...lest something crawl into it, who knew....he carefully slipped into his gloves. He wasn't excited about this. He didn't want to be here.....and it was obvious...Plants scared him. It was true.....What if one of the gentle, tame plants evolved into RAWR! flesh eaters without the teacher's notice?! It'd kill him and no one would be the wiser.

Cringe.

Spotting a grouping of what Gabe knew to be Dittany, he carefully approached...checking that his theory hadn't been truth. He didn't see any teeth. That...was a good sign.

As they'd done in the lesson, he put a name tag in place just in front of a particularly shabby looking one, with some pretty gross looking leaves, and sat. Safe plants. He'd just work with these, thanks.

Steadying his wand....and making a face, Gabe tried to keep what healthy greenery he could....but it was difficult. There wasn't much that didn't look terrible. And with this plants, the leaves were the most important part, since it was used for healing purposes. He'd read about a tea made from them once.....

The slicing wasn't perfect....as he Diffindo'd his way through the diseased foilage. The cause.....he was going to guess...had to have been over-watering. That, in turn, probably made the roots a mushy mess....and that, as an effect, killed the leaves.

Once he'd finished, Gabe jotted some things down. Log reasons.