Jasmine peeked into the greenhouse to make sure it was empty. Satisfied the coast was clear she entered and closed the door. Walking over to a workbench, she gently placed down the large black container she was holding. From her robes she pulled a small very old looking tome and opened it to an already marked page.
As she began to peruse the page she stopped to think a moment, staring at the black container. Making a decision, she took out her wand and pointed it at the door, guarding it with a few simple wards. That way she would know if someone was coming. Thankfully it was later in the day and not many students about, plus her father was busy with a student elsewhere. Turning back to the page she was reading, Jasmine absently patted the top of the container. There was a soft, cooing noise that came from within in response and the container vibrated slightly.
Jasmine couldn't help but smile as after checking the page once more, she began to gather various materials. Let's see... a larger pot, a trowel, fresh, rich soil, some fertalizer, some pebbles to help with drainage, and some peat moss. Glancing at the page again, she bit her lip and hoped she wouldn't make a mistake. She did not even want to think of the consequences if she did not do everything right. This was the culmination of over a year of planning on her part. Taking a deep breath, she began the preparations. She could do this. After all, she was the Herbology Professor's daughter was she not?
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