 Herbology HW #1, post 1 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Herbology was no fun. No disrespect to the Herbology professor although he did get on Benzi's nerves. Hand holding was not Benzi's thing. Nor was digging into dirt or plants or anything like that but unfortunately YATI needed him to get a really good grade in Herbology so here he was, swallowing a yawn as he pushed open the door to the greenhouse and made directly for the crates.
Grabbing a stool, Benzi sat down and stared at the crate with the compost for a few moments, mentally fighting off a desperate need to sleep. He had not slept at all this week. Sigh. Seventh year man. He had to dig up his notebook to remind himself what it was exactly that he needed to do, and had already stuck his ffingers in the dirt when he noticed he had company.
"Oh. Hey. Wh-wh-" the Prefect yawned loudly, shaking his head to clear it once it was over and gave his classmate a sheepish grin. "What's up?"
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