 Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
What was even happening? Isabella gripped her water glass and shrank in her seat. She hadn't particularly wanted to go to Herbology in the first place, but she couldn't just skip her first class. And she didn't want to be called on. There were a lot of students in her class, which meant the professor couldn't call on everyone. And plenty of other students were volunteering to guess why the roses changed colors.
It was pretty cool, though, having flowers that could change color. Isabella wondered if it was a charm or if the flowers had been bred that way. Venus flytraps could sense touch, she wondered if these roses had sensitive hairs or something like that. |