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Zara H. Bunbury-Foster
Slytherin Fifth Year |  Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie  Fyo raised his hand. "One would probably have to ward off a bad batch if it's insistent on harming one - even when one wishes, or causes, it no damage... or maybe one needs it? For a potion that can save a life a life, or something like that?" Yeah? Yeah. "... and, well, we know it's scared of light, so maybe LOTS of sunlight? We could levitate it - from a good, safe distance, of course - into an open, well-lit space or, more effectively, produce a good bit of fire that keeps it back. Unless you're asking for ways to ... destroy it, professor?"
It did not seem like Professor Bunbury could ever ask for something like that - no, not ever - and Fyo did NOT like that prospect.
At all. "Ah, ah ha, yes," Bunbury's eyes kept drifting back to that door but she managed to focus on Fyo for a minutes. "You can't really levitate the more uh... monstrous... varieties... and it does have its uses in certain healing potions and things...."
Most of which she would not describe in detail in case one of these children fancied himself a Snare Wrangler.
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Originally Posted by Celandine "Fire." Celandine answered, hand up as she rolled along behind the Professors. Had to be fire, right? Light made it all eeeeee!unhappy, but fire made it all blaaaaahh!deaded. And why? "It might be a nasty batch or you might have no other choice or you might like, want dead bits of it for something." For what, Cel had no clue but someone out there probably liked dead bits of stuff. Quote:
Originally Posted by Zoerawrr Glaring at Bunbury juuuuust a little when she was all NO at him and then SEEMED to fake a stutter, Jake transferred Charlie the tarantula to his hand and jumped down from the great height he was sitting at. Moving quickly, he rejoined the rest of the class but stood a little far back from eveyone.
Okay...
Alot far back.
Like, beside the entrance to the tunnel far back.
He did NOT want to see Devil's Snare ever again.
Still he raised his hand. "Ssssssunlight... or... FIYAH!" "Fire. Fire will kill Devil's Snare." Bunbury didn't even acknowledge the two students answering because she kept weirdly staring at that door.
Poor plant. *tear*
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Originally Posted by Anna Banana For a moment, as she stood and stared at the door, LouAnn wondered if saying "I don't know" was a suitable answer. It was to her, but then again, this wasn't her class, was it? She honestly had no idea about special circumstances that would require her to permanently ward off anything. In her eyes, if the plant moved on its own accord, it was worthy of being permanently warded off.
She raised her to ramble off something or another anyway. She had nothing to lose. "What if the plant has been tampered with? You know, controlled by outside magic? It'd probably be really dangerous then, and a person might need to have some more permanent damage control going on," she suggested. "Maybe it's been used to help hide something, and a person...a not-so-nice person, used magic on it." "Maybe there are lots of reasons. Maybe we don't even know them all. Maybe the Ministry are a lot of interfering buffoons that like to tell much superior and intelligent people how to do their jobs without considering the consequences. Maybe."
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Originally Posted by Jessica Shumeeta raised her hand. "Sunlight or fire," she said confidently. But whyy? "If it wants to harm you without a reason, then?" she more asked than answered. Quote:
Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands Some Devil's Snare that's not so nice? No Devil's Snare is nice.
Ehhhh, that was one scary door. With all the vines and scary snare on it. 'Scary Snare.' That made Destiny laugh. But then Bunbury asked a question. A question Destiny didn't know the answer to. But it never hurt to guess, 'Burn it?' Or feed it a very mean, hug-hating professor. "So yes, you all are correct. Fire is the way to go if you absolutely positively most eliminate a potentially harmful tiny strand of Devil's Snare." Bunz stuck her nose up in the air and motioned the students closer to the door. CLOSER. Come CLOSER MY PRETTIES.
Erm.
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Originally Posted by NicoT Oh? They were going over there now? Truebridge remained quiet and once they reached the door he took his hand back. It was a good hand.
He listened to the answers and glanced at Annie. Plants were her thing. He examined his temporary wand and waited for things to... get interesting. Why did Ethan take his hand back? Annie glanced down at her empty palm and clenched it open and closed. Wand. She needed the wand.
or....
"Professor Truebridge is going to demonstrate the spell Incendio for those of you who do not know it already. Just a small bit, Ethan, and not on the door yet."
She eyed the students again. "When the time comes, we'll blast open this door and you'll have," sigh, "an opportunity to practice on the Snare within. Incendio is the spell, now, and using it usually isn't like Muggles and their silly blowertorchers. A giant burst of flame isn't going to just spring forth from your wand like that."
Duh. They were children which meant they were just a step up from Squibs.
"Before we do anything else, you're all going to.... to...." This was so difficult! Couldn't they just save maybe a corner of the room? A bit of it? Half?
"You're going to practice the spell. And... put some intention behind it... channel some... anger... or something... I don't know." She waved a hand and folded her arms across her chest. Make Ethan teach them the rest. She was upset at the thought of seeing snare become ash.
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