Eh, that must explain why the smell almost made her vom just outside the greenhouse. If anything, even the slightest weird scents made Vivian's stomach tumble around like a washing machine. But she figured that maybe it did have some use for potion-making. This was a joint lesson, so the plant must have potential ingredients attached to it like its leaves and... roots.

And fruits, too, apparently. That was interesting.

What Vivian knew about the plant, though, was mostly clouded by what she had smelled before entering the greenhouse. Well, besides the fact that it looked like a thing, but you know. She wasn't going to mention that. The Head Girl raised her hand. "It smells like rotten egg and death, sir." As the name suggests.

Stomach still doing the washing machine thing.