01-31-2018, 03:55 AM
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Thestral
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Solana Selwyn Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Selene Diana Evans Ravenclaw Seventh Year | Snow Miser | Munchy | Molly Hooper | T | Hey, you | Phantom | Mrs. Chris Evans | Brat Pack | Tristalen Quote:
Originally Posted by ChanceCoeur Farah was waiting for the red face, the popping veins, and angry tone from the professor. She almost bowed her head in shame too. ...... But then he was actually trying to help. AND... he wasn't yelling at her. Farah could kiss his cheeks! Were all professors like this? I mean... she didn't encounter them outside of class, one on one basis like this usually. Especially doing something she wasn't supposed to.
"Let's try the croissant first? Maybe?" Of course she had no idea what walking plants ate. Tea?? That didn't sound right though. She got back on her knees, looking around, trying to find that thing.
He still wasn't yelling. Was he about to become her favorite professor ever?? Probably so. Except Myers. That man was brilliant. Plus he handled the play and Farah had to get on his good side. "Yea... It's not mine. I mean... I'd love a walking plant. How awesome are they? This one almost jumped on me. I thought a branch had caught my sleeve at first but nope. This little booger.. THERE HE IS!" Farah said excitedly, cutting off her sentence to grab for the plant.
SHE GOT IT!
Farah cupped her hands, being careful not to harm it. "There you are! I got you! Lets.... get you back." She looked at the professor. "Thank you sir." She said again and bowed her head in gratitude. "I think I owe you a croissant." Maybe the next class she'd bring him one? Kalen bent down next to Farah as she got back down on her knees to look for the creature. He held out a small piece of croissant to her and looked around as well, trying to see if he could locate the small bowtruckle. “Well lets hope this works.” Last thing he wanted was for Trisket to get upset due to a lost magical living plant. “It would be awesome to have one, I’ve often thought they were pretty cool. ” He said as he leaned back on his heels for a moment before the young Hufflepuff darted forward and grabbed it!
He rose to his feet and dusted off his pants and shook his head. “No problem at all Miss Dubey, there is a little known rule here in Hogwarts about lost bowtruckles, should one be lost, everyone needs to stop and find it. No getting mad allowed.” He said with a soft chuckle, also this wasn’t his jurisdiction, he would let Tristan handle this, but he didn’t think his friend would come down hard on the girl. “Yes, lets get this little thing back.” He said with a smile. “And no need really, it went to a good cause. ” |
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