 post 2 Gryffindor for life Notorious Niffler
The professor's answer was not very encouraging. The fact that he was willing to admit that it was mean to make trees cry and was still teaching his classes to do it anyway was yet more evidence against him in Emmeline's opinion. She still felt kind of squeamish about this spell in her gut -- did it work on people and creatures too? 'Cause that would be triplely awful if it did...
However, the first year eventually decided that she'd go through with the activity and cast the possibly evil spell on the tree. She felt super bad for the pretty tree, but most of her classmates were already making it sad and she had reasoned out that doing nothing would hurt the tree more than help it. She couldn't stop the other students from making it cry, and if she simply refused to help with this obviously evil plan of the professor's, he might not have enough tears collected by the end of the lesson for whatever they were used for. Which meant he'd have to have more people make the tree sad again on another day. Plus, maybe the tears were used for something good like phoenix tears were. Emmeline had noticed that the professor was strangely reluctant to tell them what the tears were used for. Giving him another deeply suspicious look, the first year picked up her vial and moved over to a free-ish tree branch to start working.
She performed the sad face shaped wand movement with practiced ease, then pointed it at the small tree branch she'd chosen and cast: "Maeroro!" Except nothing happened. She was super used to nothing happening on her very first attempt at any spell, so the Gryffindor shrugged the failure off and repeated the spell 3 more times. Still nothing!
Frowning a little and biting her lip now, Emmeline made a very exaggerated, BIG sad face motion and then pointed at a specific spot on her tree branch and cried out: "Maeroro!" A few drops of tears dripped into her glass vial on completion of the spell. Strangely, the first year didn't feel any sense of accomplishment at getting the spell right. Probably 'cause she still wasn't sure if this was evil or not.
Her vial was only a little full, though, so Emmeline took aim and repeated the spell. Annnd nothing happened. Weird -- usually she could cast a spell much easier after the first time it worked. The first year closed her eyes for a few seconds and tried to clear her mind like they were meant to do in Divination sometimes. And maybe think about happy things too, like the fact that she'd be seeing Sirius as soon as this lesson was over. After a few deep breaths, Emmeline pushed her wand through the sad face shaped movement and pointed again at her tree branch before speaking super clearly to cast: "Maeroro!" This time, the tree obligingly began to cry steadily until several tears had landed in her glass vial and it was about 1/4 full.
The first year repeated the spell 6 more times, gaining a little bit of tears on each attempt, until finally, finally it looked like she'd gotten her vial 3/4 of the way full like the professor had wanted them to. Feeling a little dazed, Emmeline moved back to her spot and sat down again. She was super careful not to spill a single drop of the precious liquid in her vial, and was desperately hoping that these would be used for something good. She didn't like this idea of "necessary evil" at ALL, and she still had kind of a queasy feeling roiling around in her stomach. She felt kind of strange too, like she was in a daydream or something; the possibility that she'd just done something evil continued to eat away at the first year's conscience as she stared dully in front of her and waited for the class to move on.
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