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Zoe
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Beauden Wild
Gryffindor
Sixth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Gillyweed Beery
Slytherin
Fourth Year

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Franklin Paton
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Almer Toots
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Gillyweed felt a sense of satisfaction when Professor Cole confirmed her observations about the Shrivelfig and stinging nettle. Not only had she been spot-on with those plants, but her insights on the others were correct as well. Typically she would have taken physical notes in her notebook, but the information was already securely tucked away in her hippocampus.

As soon as Professor Cole gave the instruction to collect samples, Gillyweed quickly made her way toward the front after taking hold of the buckets they'd been provided. A plant selection wasn't made instantly as she took a moment to consider each option carefully and thoughtfully. Her fingers hovered over the Woad but then drew back. In the end, she settled on the Shrivelfig and Moly.

With both samples in hand, she returned to her workstation. Her mind buzzed with anticipation as she set her buckets down, ready to begin the dye-making process. Gillyweed took a moment to observe the plants once more, already thinking about how the colours would turn out. She figured the Shrivelfig would yield a deep, rich purple hue, while Moly she assumed would be white like its flowers.

She reached for her mortar and pestle with a focused expression, prepared to crush the Shrivelfig fruit first. As she worked, Gilly moved methodically, crushing the parts of the fruit with her mortar and pestle. When ready, she added water to her first bucket with a simple Aguamenti and added the crushed fruit, her lips curling into a pleased smile as she watched the mixture turn to the colour she expected.

Turning to the Moly, she cast a quick Scouring Charm over the mortar and pestle, ensuring no trace of the Shrivelfig's bold color would interfere. She picked up the Moly flower, which felt fragile under her fingers, and ground it carefully. Once it was finely ground, she filled up her second bucket with water and then tipped in the flower. A soft "oh!" escaped her lips at the sight of the metallic gold colour. Though initially surprised, she reasoned through it quickly: the combination of the white petals and the flower's golden anthers must have created this radiant hue.
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