As she approached the greenhouses, she considered which one to enter. She hadn’t yet memorized which plants were in each of the greenhouses, but she knew that number one and number two were the safest to enter. After considering what she was after, she decided to enter Greenhouse one to obtain her coconut oil and lime essential oil.

Upon entering the greenhouse, the glorious smells flooded her nose. The earthy aromas mixed with sweet flowers always calmed her. There was something about being around all the life that soothed her soul. Her eyes scanned the room, looking for a palm tree with mature coconuts. “Here we are” she stated as she sauntered across the room and poked at a coconut on the tree.

She pulled her vial out of her bag and her wand out of her pocket. After making a few practice wand motions, fishing cast and whip back, she readied herself to cast the spell. “Natatraho” she commanded while using the proper wand movement. A thin stream of coconut oil followed the tip of her wand as she directed the fluid into the vial held in her right hand. The spell worked quite well and her vial was full in only a few moments. She put the stopper on the vial and began, once again, scanning the room for a lime tree.

“Ah, yes, that one will do” she said, making her way back across the greenhouse to the lime tree. The citrus aroma was crisp and refreshing. She pulled out a second vial from her bag and commanded “Natatraho!” Once again, a thin stream of essential oil flowed from the fruit towards the tip of her wand. She directed the liquid into the vial and placed the stopper on top.

Now it was time to collect her cauldron and other supplies to make her soap. Professor Myers said they could use the potions lab, but that was the last place she wanted to be. Professor Noble was sure to be found there and she didn’t want to be under his evil eye as she tried to make her soap. No, she would find a nice, safe, spot out on the grounds to make her soap.

While making sure any mess she had made while in the greenhouse had been cleaned up, Emmalyn sang softly to the plants. She wanted to thank the plants for providing her what she needed and she knew that they could respond well to song. Once finished, she headed towards the door, turning back one last time with a “Thank you” and left.