caaaaaatch up *whaa* astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Nodding his head at Emmalyn in regards to the water, it was already too late for him and the bottle. One WOULD have thought that he may have learned a lesson or two back in first year with Potions when he and Jessa nearly accidentally combined two ingredients that could have been explosive...but then Derf was also of the assumption that IF something were dangerous it would be appropriately labeled or SOMETHING. "Yeah...maybe," he chuckled, ruffling his hair a moment before accepting the tissue. "Thanks." He would have been fine just wiping his eyes with his sleeve but he wasn't about to turn down her kind gesture.
Dabbing his eyes with it, Derf set the soiled tissue on the table and flourished his wand to banish it - one of the few Transfiguration spells he had any sort of confidence in even if Vanishing was rather difficult. And just in time to feel his ears redden slightly thanks to none other than Professor Vance. Pleased as he was that his little muggle toy had been helpful, he was back to ruffling his hair at her gentle scolding about sniffing things. At least he didn't have a crup's nose, you know? "Strong is an understatement," he chuckled, throwing his seating partner a bit of an impish grin.
As class began, Derf leaned back on his hands and watched with a somewhat confused look about his boyish features when the image appeared on the board. Woah there...talk about being WAY off with his guessing about scurrying thoughts. Divination by...finger nails? Sorta like...when you got those little white dots on them sometimes? Distraction from answer the question, Derf held his hands out in front of him to examine. And, well, he couldn't really see any white dots on his because they were all kinda covered in dirt with even more under his fingernails from digging in the soil and spending time down in the Creatures area just around sunup. Did DIRT have some sort of thing? Like...how the line of dirt under his nails along that line where his skin was connected to the nail? Some were sorta broken and others were a full on dirt lines. Sorta like palm reading lines?
Derf was stiiiiiill looking at his own hands when Professor Vance continued the lecture and...um...well...Derf kinda missed EXACTLY what they were supposed to be looking at but a quick glance about the space did let him know that they were meant to wash their hands. Well, that was convenient! His brief pause to regroup also helped him catch Abey and, well, Derf was having the EXACT same thought...which brought a smile to the Hufflepuff's face. "Maybe it's because of the oils," he mused, just loud enough for his Gryffindor to hear. Since, you know, they were super POTENT.
Turning his attention back to the cauldron, Derf waited for Emmalyn to finish and rolled his sleeves up as well. Wiggling his fingers at the first year, Derf dunked his hands a little too enthusiastically and splashed a bit of water this way and that. Oops? Scrubbing his hands meticulously - like how mum always made him wash up before dinner - Derf kept his hands submerged and watched as Emmalyn went to collect a mirror...
Oh boy.
Removing his hands from the water - which was now a pleasant shade of light brown - the fourth year quickly dried his hands and moved from his spot over to Emmalyn who had now been joined by Daisy as well. Stinky oils could wait. "Careful not to step on any bits," he warned Daisy, a smile of appreciation spreading across his face at her concern and want to help. "We can probably fix it with a Mending Charm if we collect all the pieces," he nodded, grabbing a towel from the table and laying it flat on the ground, already starting to pick up a few pieces and trrrrying to be careful not to cut his fingers in the process.
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