10-26-2009, 03:05 AM
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Nogtail
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sidney Marlowe Third Year x7
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Merlin, merlin, MERLIN. These children would not know real danger if it were sitting next to them in class, in their common rooms, hiding under their beds, borrowing their Arithmancy notes, stalking them down secret dungeon passages..... geez......
"For the thousandth time," Professor Bunbury called out in a clearly annoyed tone, "this plant is not that dangerous. It will not snap my boots off if I come any closer to it and it will not strangle me to death, as much as some of you are wishing that to happen."
She rolled her eyes and vanished the two glass coverings from each sample with a flick of that willow wand. There, see, that answered LouAnn's question. That was what she had been planning to do with it. She tossed the wand back into the bin with the others and continued.
"Now, to tell which plant is which, like some of you suggested," she nodded at the somewhat-more intelligent children of the group, "you could expose them both to light and basically kill off the Devil's Snare. And I will be teaching you a spell like that later. But for now, let's examine the physical characteristics."
She moved her hands out over each sample of the plant and held them there, just like she was absorbing the warmth of a fire or something. As Bunbury moved her hands closer and lower to the samples, they remained perfectly still and calm. Small samples. Not much personality there.
Then Annie went for the dramatic effect and sank both her hands into the two little plants up to the wrists. Immediately, both wrapped around her wrists and wrapped and wrapped up and wrapped and worked their way up to over her fingers, which she was deliberately wriggling, until her hands were completely covered and slowly turning purple.
"Ohhhhh no OHH NOOO, what am I EVER going TO DO??! I think I'm being STRANGLED! GEEEEE!!!" the redhead dramatized, flailing her arms about like Jake Upstead a headless hippogriff. Then, as abruptly as she had started, she stopped and calmly placed her hands on her hips and let them rest there immobile for a few silent minutes.
Slowly, bit by bit, tendril by tendril, the Devil's Snare - for yes, both samples had been Devil's Snare - unwrapped itself from Bunbury's wrists and fell to the ground. She calmly picked them back up and placed them in their respective spots before rubbing her wrists and glancing back at the class.
"There now, see, that was not dangerous." Okay so her skin was a little red and a little irritated but otherwise unharmed. "Now which is which? Now what can you tell me about the physical characteristics of Devil's Snare? Do you see why it's vital to NOT PANIC and be intelligent around some plants? Hmm?" Abby takes out her camera and snaps a picture of Professor Bunbury with her hands covered in Devil's Snare. Photograph number 5 finally. |
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