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Hehehe. The professor was telling people to listen to him. That was so cool. It made Jaemin feel a little bit bigger, despite being so small. Helping his mom with her nursery and helping his dad with experiments and stuff was just plain fun for him, but it gave him lots and lots of good Herbology information too! The tiny Slytherin moved to help distribute some of the epsom salts that the professor had summoned forth, making sure to spread it nicely near the base of the plant especially.
He was still rather unhappy about being small though. That was not going to go away with a little bit of praise over his answers, Paul! Not. At. All. And there were still more riddles to be solved before he could grow again... it was a good thing they were all Herbology-based, and centered around things he knew. Because otherwise he would probably never be able to solve them.
This one clearly meant that they were to do pruning stuff; while Jaemin preferred using pruning shears, because they were essentially big scissors and he couldn't do magic outside of school, he knew the spell for pruning stuff. His dad did it all the time, and he'd been working on mastering it since last year. It was good to know how to do stuff both ways, just in case.
Knowing the spell, however, was the easy part apparently. Because Jaemin, like everyone else, was extremely small at the moment, and the bits that needed pruning were much higher up than he could reach. SEE PAUL? SEE? This was why being itty bitty bug-sized was WRONG. The small boy stepped closer to the base of the plant and touched it lightly, looking straight up.
Some other students were working together, levitation and stuff like that... but Jaemin did not like the idea of another student levitating him in the air. He had to figure out a way to get up into the plant though... maybe he could catch one of the offshoots far up above his head, pull it down, and climb onto it? And then it could go back up to where it was supposed to be, and he could go with it, and then he could get some of the dying parts off around it!
Good plan team. Good plan.
Jaemin held his wand up, pointing it at one of the 'branches' way up above his head. The thing was like three times as thick as his entire body, which meant it would totally be able to hold him... right? Right. Frowning in concentration, the small boy gave his wand a rather violent whip and called out the best spell he could think of.
"Carpe Retractum!"
The goldish rope that shot out of his wand flew up, up, up... and looped around the thick 'branch'. SCOOOOOOORE. Grinning, Jaemin gripped his wand with both hands, and pulled as hard as he could... and the 'branch' did not bunch a single inch. Or a milli-inch. It didn't move at all, because Jaemin was ant sized and this thing was full grown tree sized. He was so used to plants being bendy that he hadn't considered how hard it would be to bend them when he was miniaturized. He wasn't going to give up this easily though. He gave another vicious tug, which resulted in... nothing.
Except, you know, the spell was designed for something to get pulled. Since the 'branch' was not going to get pulled, because it was much too big and heavy for the pint-sized (more like raindrop sized, if they were measuring) Slytherin to get enough force for, it was the unfortunate side-effect that the spell just... launched the small boy up into the air, straight into the plant. Jaemin let out a rather tremendous yelp at the sudden jerk of his wand; he didn't dare let it go, for fear that it would go flying and never come back, and a moment later his feet were MILES AND MILES (inches and inches) from the soil and he was clinging onto the 'branch' his spell had caught onto, fingers scrambling to get a good hold so he wouldn't plummet to his (cushioned) death.
A mistake. HE HAD MADE A MISTAKE. |