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BanaBatGirl · 03-01-2009, 09:48 PM

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Originally Posted by MsMorgan

Mariel merely nodded to the professor and went back to her table to get started. It was one of the messiest as Nathaniel was apparently aiming for her at one point, and Professor Bunbury shouldn't have to do all the work. It was bad enough that her pretty pink boots got all muddied-up, and Mariel was more than happy to practice her cleaning charms.

Looking at the mud-caked table-top which was slowly drying, the Ravenclaw decided that both scourgify and tergeo were necessary. A few quick flicks of her wand and a couple commands of 'scourgify' and 'tergeo' made quick work of cleaning the table. Watching as scourgify brought up pretty pink soap bubbles and tergeo swept them all away along with the dirt, she honestly didn't know how Muggles handled much cleaning without magic.

The floor around her table was near the same state and didn't take much longer to clean. She did the same at the tables closest to hers as well as the floor, thankfully many of the tables only needed a swift 'tergeo' and nothing more to erase a few traces of mud.

Glancing around, the Ravenclaw girl was satisfied with the state she left the greenhouse, and stowed her wand in her pocket also thankful that the DADA assignment was over for her and did not feel the need to have it glued to her hand. Swinging her bag over her shoulder, Mariel called out to the professor who was putting things away, "Later, Professor," and sauntered out of class intent on finding Lasca as she had something to give her fellow Ravenclaw.

Out of the corner of her eye, Anastasia watched Mariel working steadily - and doing a very impressive job - of cleaning the tables. "Five points to Ravenclaw dear, and thank you for the help," she called after the girl. Perhaps there was hope for the younger generation still....maaybe.

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

After the near drowning that occurred when Avalon drenched him with the Aguamenti, Copernicus had to scurry to finish repotting his plant. At least he hadn't lost points, although it was likely Professor Pink wouldn't have known he'd shocked the other boy even if she did see him touch Avalon's elbow.

He carefully placed his puffapod in the hole, checking and rechecking the consistency of the soil. Not too too wet, which meant Avalon's drenching had left only Cope a soggy mess. He gently massaged the roots out into the pot, careful not to break or snag them through any unnecessarily rough motions.

Once the roots were spread, he gently refilled the area around the base of the plant, checking to be sure he didn't pack the dirt in too tight. Covering the roots was one thing, but packing the poor thing in there so tightly it couldn't move or grow... that was just unkind. As was a shocking curse on an already socially challenged boy. Just saying.

He dampened the soil with another stream of water, although it certainly didn't need much. Finally, his flower was potted, and was looking quite smart in its little pink pot. He grinned absently as he took a moment to wring the water out of his sleeves and the tail of his robes.

Now, to make things right. If he could. Cope grabbed his bag and held it gingerly from his body as he approached the professor. "Professor Bunbury? Could I... have a moment?"

Oh, Kettlehead Pernipants wanted a word? She wouldn't object to that, although the boy looked like he could use a hair dryer instead of a ~~Twix~~ moment. "Er, certainly," she nodded at the Ravenclaw. "Can I help you with something?"

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BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by MsMorgan Mariel merely nodded to the professor and went back to her table to get started. It was one of the messiest as Nathaniel was apparently aiming for her at one point, and Professor Bunbury shouldn't have to do all the work. It was bad enough that her pretty pink boots got all muddied-up, and Mariel was more than happy to practice her cleaning charms. Looking at the mud-caked table-top which was slowly drying, the Ravenclaw decided that both scourgify and tergeo were necessary. A few quick flicks of her wand and a couple commands of 'scourgify' and 'tergeo' made quick work of cleaning the table. Watching as scourgify brought up pretty pink soap bubbles and tergeo swept them all away along with the dirt, she honestly didn't know how Muggles handled much cleaning without magic. The floor around her table was near the same state and didn't take much longer to clean. She did the same at the tables closest to hers as well as the floor, thankfully many of the tables only needed a swift 'tergeo' and nothing more to erase a few traces of mud. Glancing around, the Ravenclaw girl was satisfied with the state she left the greenhouse, and stowed her wand in her pocket also thankful that the DADA assignment was over for her and did not feel the need to have it glued to her hand. Swinging her bag over her shoulder, Mariel called out to the professor who was putting things away, "Later, Professor," and sauntered out of class intent on finding Lasca as she had something to give her fellow Ravenclaw. Out of the corner of her eye, Anastasia watched Mariel working steadily - and doing a very impressive job - of cleaning the tables. "Five points to Ravenclaw dear, and thank you for the help," she called after the girl. Perhaps there was hope for the younger generation still....maaybe. Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin After the near drowning that occurred when Avalon drenched him with the Aguamenti, Copernicus had to scurry to finish repotting his plant. At least he hadn't lost points, although it was likely Professor Pink wouldn't have known he'd shocked the other boy even if she did see him touch Avalon's elbow. He carefully placed his puffapod in the hole, checking and rechecking the consistency of the soil. Not too too wet, which meant Avalon's drenching had left only Cope a soggy mess. He gently massaged the roots out into the pot, careful not to break or snag them through any unnecessarily rough motions. Once the roots were spread, he gently refilled the area around the base of the plant, checking to be sure he didn't pack the dirt in too tight. Covering the roots was one thing, but packing the poor thing in there so tightly it couldn't move or grow... that was just unkind. As was a shocking curse on an already socially challenged boy. Just saying. He dampened the soil with another stream of water, although it certainly didn't need much. Finally, his flower was potted, and was looking quite smart in its little pink pot. He grinned absently as he took a moment to wring the water out of his sleeves and the tail of his robes. Now, to make things right. If he could. Cope grabbed his bag and held it gingerly from his body as he approached the professor. "Professor Bunbury? Could I... have a moment?" Oh, Kettlehead Pernipants wanted a word? She wouldn't object to that, although the boy looked like he could use a hair dryer instead of a ~~Twix~~ moment. "Er, certainly," she nodded at the Ravenclaw. "Can I help you with something?" __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind