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Resting his head on his hands, Dominic was caught in a semi-dreamlike state, half paying attention to what was going on around him. As he heard a student discussing something of use of caring for plants, he suddenly sat up straighter as he remembered where he was. Class; not the place to fall asleep. The fourth year looked at the pot sitting on his desk, attempting to recall what the Professor had mentioned about it.
Remembering something about a few inches of soil, Dominic carefully added some, filling the bottom of his small pot with care. Attempting to separate the plant from the others, he moved it carefully to his peat pot trying to remember what the Professor had said to note about the plant. Meh? Oh right, something about making observations of the stem and the veins. Noting down anything he could tell of his plant, he then wracked his brain for the next step.
Vaguely recalling the professor sticking his hands in the soil, he blinked when he realized he'd have to get his hands dirty. Taking a deep breath, he rolled his sleeves up and then dug the plant loose from the soil. Oddly enough the soil felt sort of nice between his fingers, though he would not admit that.
Dominic pulled the plant out and shook out the soil, surprised he was finding this herbology thing to not be so bad. He then put it into the pot carefully, going from his own sense rather than the professor's instructions since those were sort of fuzzy in the thirteen year old's head. He filled in the plant with soil and made sure to pack it in so the plant was well supported.
Repotting was complete. He had his healthy plant in a new put, but now what?
The Hufflepuff looked around at the other students in an attempt to figure things out, but was still lost. Oh wait. Other plants to repot. But he frowned at the other plant when he realized there was no room for this plant; at least it appeared as such. Sighing, he finally made a decision that he would remove some plants and replant them elsewhere.
"Professor?" Dominic asked, calling the professor over to him. "If we choose to not discard the plants, could we perhaps take them back to our dormitories?" It was a reasonable question, and considering is surprising enjoyment of the subject matter, he would like having a plant in there. Much better than a kneazle or crup or whatever.
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