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As regal and majestic and wise and educating as she was, the Whomping Willow would educate these children. She would be patient with them and show her approval or disapproval of each gift in a much more kind manner than usual. Quote:
Originally Posted by Mrs_Molly_Weasley  Becca nodded as she listened to Professor Bunbury. Then she remembered the dung she had obtained earlier was still sitting in the jar in her hand. She stepped forward slowly. "Hello, Madame! I've got a present for you. I hope you enjoy it.", She smiled, taking the poop out of the jar after unscrewing it and set the dung carefully at the base of the tree with her DragonHide gloves,patted it down gently, stepped back a foot or two and waited for the Willow to react- possibly. That is; if she'd done it right! This student was approved. The Willow gently swaaaayed her uppermost branches in a manner reminiscent of a human nod. Quote:
Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands They were going to the shrieking shack?
They had to go up to the Whomping Willow?
Destiny needed a paper bag, before she started hyperventilating. 'Breathe in, breathe out.' Not working.
Grabbing Evelyn's arm, Destiny pulled her along to the tree. They only had one jar, so they had to go together, right? Right. And besides she wasn't going to go to that tree alone. It shouldn't even be considered a tree. It should be a dangerous creature with a rating of like X times 5 gazillion! Very dangerous.
Just before she reached the tree, Destiny opened the jar of poo. Hopefully the tree will smell it, if you know, trees could smell. It smelt baaaad! She stuck her hand into the jar and grabbed a handful of the nasty. She needed another paper bag, only this time not to breathe into..
Walking up to the tree, Destiny whispered to it 'Hello, Willow. Please don't whomp me.' She rubbed the nasty onto the base of the tree. 'Nice tree.' Not.. Also approved this timid one was. She even massaged the fertilizer in like she was giving the great tree a toe massage. The Willow was able to forgive her mutterings for a moment as she enjoyed the fertilizer loosening up a rough batch of dry bark. Quote:
Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie The Shriiieeekiinng Shack?
Ah yes, that would be good. Fyo gave Professor Bunbury a polite smile, then stepped forward with his mason jar. It was a shimmery thing and, within its walls, the mooncalf dung lay like a lump of dim-grey metal. The fourth year inhaled a deep breath while he could, then unscrewed the lid of his jar, and stepped up to the Whomping Willow.
"Hey there, Lady Willow," he said politely, giving THE TREE something of a smile. He kept his voice low, not a whisper or anything of that sort, but still low enough so that only he and the Tree could hear - they needed their privacy, yo. "You're a wonderful tree, aren't you?" At least this wasn't a lie. The Whomping Willow had amazed Fyo since he had first set foot at Hogwarts. "I haven't seen another Tree like you, before - and I doubt I ever will. You're wonderful, you magnificent thing." He grinned at the tree, then placed a hand inside the mason jar his arms were full of.
Time to get down and dirty.
But he was used to that, by now.
....
Unfortunately. If trees could beam this one would be all sunshine and daisies and butter mellow. Lady Willow. She was a lady. She was so very deserving. The Gryffindor was approved. He would be remembered. Quote:
Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeee!
Plymouth darted to the tree with a gleeful, "Heeeeee!" He moved away from everyone else so that all the good tree food wasn't in one place. ALL of her BEAUTIFUL roots needed nummy goodness, really. Plymouth sat down on the roots, crossed his legs, and then started to spread out his fertilizer. He kept one hand on her trunk, petting the tree, LOVING THE TREE, while the other worked to get all nutrients spread evenly over his little patch.
"Poo, Poo, good for your roots. The more you soak, the more you... hehehe. Bet you don't do that, huh, Big Willow? Being a girl and all. Hehehe. " ......
Another one Lady Willow would remember, if only for his utter oddity. At least the boy was joyful as he ...............petted............. the tree. Normally, The Whomping Willow would not be so accepting.
Some children, however, as she had noticed over her many years overseeing the grounds of Hogwarts, were special children. This special one would be approved if only for his obvious glee in providing her with poo goo. Quote:
Originally Posted by Ellabella The Whomping Willow is a female tree, that seemed odd since usually plants had both sexes of lowers growing on them so the can reproduce and grow, didn't the professor know that, guess not but that does not suprise me.
Fred sighed and approached the willow and said sweetly, "You're a beatiful tree, here a gift so you you can keep growing strong", Fred said and then spread the moon calf dung along the dirt near the tree's roots and then slowly backed away to give the next person the chance. The Willow furled and unfurled a few branches as she felt a certain strong vibe from this child. It was not a happy vibe.
He was approved to exit from nearby her roots as quickly as possible. Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana Thrilled to finally be able to get rid of the mooncalf dung in her hands, LouAnn proceeded forward with a smile on her face. "Hi, Willow! My name's LouAnn, and it's awesome to meet you," she greeted. She held up the jar of mooncalf dung and turned it around and around, hoping to let the tree get a nice, long look at it. Maybe if the tree knew she came with gifts, it'd be less likely to whomp her and more likely to accept her.
LouAnn edged forward little by little by little. She didn't want to get too close until she was sure she wouldn't get pancaked by the tree. So far, so good, so LouAnn closed most of the gap between herself and the tree. "Guess who brought treats?!?! It's mooncalf dung, and it's supposed to be really good for you." Feeling brave, LouAnn reached forward and patted the tree a few times. She'd just do this for another minute until she was really, really, really sure she wouldn't be picked up and thrown. How polite. The one Annie had pointed out earlier took the time to introduce herself.
And the mooncalf dung. As if the Willow had no perceptions at all. Well. She was slightly approved....but the tree had never really liked Gryffindors to begin with. Quote:
Originally Posted by Celandine Celandine picked up a jar of dung that someone had abandoned. She hadn't done that homework after all. She waited right at the edge of where the Willow could reach, not wanting to suddenly overwhelm the tree. There were sooo many students all up in there.
She waved quietly and started walking around in a circle, looking for a spot where there weren't a kazillion students. This one would be approved once she applied the dung. The Tree could tell. She remembered the young Ravenclaw from a previous encounter.
Or two. Quote:
Originally Posted by individual Whhaaaaaaat? Before she knew what was going on, she was being pulled by Destiny towards the tree. Again...what was the girl doing?! Seriously! Evelyn would have rather stay far back and watch all the other people get whomped instead of actually being one of those people...
Trying to get out of Destiny's death grip on her arm, she stared wide eyed at the tree before looking back towards the Professors, a look of horror on her face and mouthing the words 'Help me!'. Suddenly feeling her friend stop, Evelyn turned back around to find that they were right in front of the Willow tree. 'Please don't remember the scavenger hunt...'
Even though she loved this tree, she did not love being so close to it. How the Professor was doing it, she didn't know. The thought of actually sitting on this tree in particular practically sent shivers down her spine. "Destiny?" she whispered really quietly. "I don't want to be here...hurry up." She forgot all about greeting the tree and being nice to it. Quote:
Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands So far, so good. Destiny was still alive and not being whomped. Sighing in relief, she handed the jar of poo to Evelyn. 'I think you have to give this WONDERFUL gift to this WONDERFUL tree, before we can leave.' she spoke trying to look not one bit frightened. Then she whispered, so the tree couldn't hear, if you know, the tree could hear, 'And then we run.' Quote:
Originally Posted by individual Was...she...serious? Holding the jar of mooncalf 'stuff', she held it out in front of her like it was a disease. She had to collect this stuff, and now she had to spread it on the tree? No thanks. "I think you did a good enough job, Destiny." she whispered back. "Let's just...you know...run?" PLEASE?!
As if it would be enough of a gift, she put the jar down and took a step back, then sloooowly took another step back, and then another, watching every single one of the willow tree's branches. Quote:
Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands So Evelyn wasn't going to rub the poo on the tree. But Destiny did? That's different.. 'Maybe running isn't the best idea, lets just slowly back away..' Before Destiny started to back away, she gave the tree a cheesy smile, if the tree could actually see. 'Okay Willow, we are leaving now. Thank you for not whomping us.' And Destiny slowly backed away, until she was sure she wasn't in reach of getting whomped. That tree is more scary than Devil's Snare, that's for sure! Quote:
Originally Posted by individual Evelyn turned and stared wide eyed at Destiny, pausing in her step of backing away from the tree. Did she just say what she thought she said? "You thanked it for not whomping us? That's like...a huge invitation to do just that!" Throwing her hands up, not even caring to walk slowly anymore, she jogged her way away from the tree, almost in a sprint until she ended up at a halt right behind Professor Truebridge and Whatshername.
Not that she was hiding or anything... Pfft...Oh, Jake was there too. Great. Giving a smile to the two professors, and a glare to Jake, she looked around at all the other students and their surroundings, finding it to be a particularly good day out. Why did they had to spend it by this tree...? Run? RUN?
Tsk tsk children. Never admit your fear in front of a tree.
The one child had not even FERTILIZED the Willow properly. The tree had been lulled into a false state of temporary gentleness by the massage of the first Slytherin but now? Oh. No.
She was still watching you, girl, even as you retreated back to cower in the "safety" of that talking teacher. You. The One That Was Terrified.
We aren't done with you yet. *WHOMP* came a branch, down just outside the ring of gathered students and closest to the two Slytherins. *WHOMP* went another branch. Just enough to remind the already-retreated girl WHO was the most deserving tree of them all and WHY the child should not cower in fear but should instead EMBRACE the mooncalf fertilizer.
It was education.
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