YesJess! | Captain Goggles | Mama Badger | Eva's Soul Sister | An OG™ | It's all in the Numbers Since everyone is so concerned? REALLY, Professor Myers? She was NOT in that group, thankyouverymuch. Not that she didn't care about the wellbeing of plants, but she thought that some of her classmates were being just a tad ridiculous. For the most part, she trusted the Hufflepuff House Head; he had been her teacher since first year and he was Herbology Professor. So she doubted, with his love of plants, that he would do anything truly harmful.
Wait, wait, was Myers really talking about Plant Reproduction?! Okay, so sure he hadn't gotten into all the details about it, but the fact that he was encouraging plant reproduction was enough to cause Skylar's mind to wonder slightly.
If only for a brief moment in time, before she figured she might as well get started. This was actually rather interesting, considering the lesson she was in. Taking a dropper, she pinched the bulb to allow it to suck some of the tears up from her vial and then carefully released one single drop onto her hand. Although part of her wondered what might happen if more than one drop hardened on her hand. Would it be overtly concentrated and not work? Or would more than one seedling sprout? Or would they become too crowded and suffocated and both die? Experimenting might happen, later, which was a weird thought because she was never one for plant experimentation. Casting the drying spell over the tears, she was surprised to notice that unlike her own tears, these didn't absorb into her skin. Instead, a small amber seed rested in her palm.
Figuring it was best to plant in a pot first and it could be transferred to the ground at a later time, Sky took a pot and after digging a small hole with her trowel, she let the amber seed fall from her hand into the hole of dirt. Covering it up, she was about to cast the water charm when she heard Mason ask about watering them. Oh, she ought to wait, because watering something that didn't need it might produce undesirable results.
And they were done? Stopping her vial, she carefully wrote 'Skylar Diggory, Slytherin' on the side and briefly wondered what Myers was going to do with the harvested tears before realizing she did have a question for him. "Professor? You said one only one drop onto our hand and I was just curious, would it be detrimental to have more than that harden into amber? Would it not harden?"
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