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Originally Posted by Cassirin Somehow, in spite of his apparent disinterest in coddling the students, Cornish could tell that Rasting was genuinely in need of attention. Professorly attention. Cornish vaulted over one of the snail tanks and landed practically on top of Castillo and Rasting. And their discovery.
"Tadfoal, hmm?" He half expected a blown plastic bag, but no, that was actually a half submerged tadfoal egg. The soft shell was indeed damaged, although the tadfoal inside the transparent shell seemed well enough. "Let's get him out of the water, and we'll manage him in a controlled environment. Make sure nothing else comes in to damage the shell further."
Cornish grabbed one of the fish tanks and gently scooped water and the egg inside. "You two get back to work, and you can check on him later." Or her. Who knew? Yeah. Thanks Nina.
Though with the strong heartbeat, Eiji knew there was no harvesting to have been had anyway. Which left the Slytherin feeling a bit bitter sweet about the whole thing. "I will, professor," he nodded seriously. Yes, the fourth year did genuinely care for creatures too. Just...they had better uses as ingredients. It had been eye opening growing up so much around dragon scales and talons and teeth and blood.
Glancing over at Nina and the trash they had collected, his own pockets a bit heaving with a few phials filled with some beetles and algae he had collected while they made their sweep of the area. He was trusting, perhaps foolishly, that his housemate had been taking diligent notes along the way.
"I'm bored of trash collecting," he sighed, holding the bag up and feeling it was more than enough of a sufficient effort. "Keep going on your own if you want, but I'm going to collect water and soil samples."
And dig around for something useful for his own brews in the process.
Passing the bag to Nina - she could carry it now too - he made his way back over to the supplies and grabbed some of the professor's phials. Returning to the shore of the lake, Eiji drew a rough sketch of where he was standing before kneeling down and collecting some soil into the phial and then a bit of water. He wasn't bothered by the water gently lapping against his shoes, he had already taken care of all that earlier.
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