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Harry174 
Simon decided that he would answer the question that the Professor had asked. "I love working with plants." He looked straight at Treyen and then back at the Professor he was wondering why the Professor was asking such a strange question. "Professor why do you want to know if we like working with plants?" Simon was scared now surely there wasn't that much mud on his hand was there. "Can we please go now Professor?" Simon was getting scared of this professor.
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Lockhartian Mmmmhmm. See? Nothing in his hands!
He had nothing to hide, nothing! Quite literally, of course. His face turned to face Saylen as soon as she asked the question, and then he frowned. "What kind of plants?" was she going to make them make jam again, like Dodson? Because that was something he'd refuse to do. "Not really...why do you--Ooooh" ooooh, look at Simon's hands!
"Actually, Professor..." his face changed so quickly one could easily get even more suspicious if you weren't already, "...I do. I've just come from the Greeeeeehouses and all...that's why I stopped by, because I was close, you know" aha, in reality the Greenhouses weren't that close, not especially with all the turn you have to make before entering Saylen's territory.
His frown was long gone, it appeared he was smirking, because there was no way Saylen was going to bust them now. Ha!
Oh... this was such a waste of her time, and she was in the
middle of reading such a GREAT book.
"Yes, plants, I see." Maya nodded, faking a look of understanding.
"That is why you both have dirty hands and all that. Yes I see now." Hah! And what was Treyen on about?? The Greenhouses weren't even
near her cottage - they were on the other side of the grounds. Silly boy.
"It's rather...what's the word..." Dumb, unintelligent, confusing, miscalculating, erroneous,
"silly of you to think that I wouldn't know how or what Dungbombs looked like." She raised an eyebrow, looking at the two boys infront of her.
"You see, being a Care of Magical Creatures Professor, I do have to know how different kinds of poo smell and look." Looking back down at their hands.
"I also know that dirt doesn't look like that," point - Ofcourse, dirt could look anyway it wanted to.
"So... why don't you two tell me the truth about why you are really here, and we can make the punishment as...mild as possible." A small smile pread her lips. Ofcourse, she was sugar-coating it. Mild punishment? Pfffft, puh-lease.
"Say...maybe remove the source of the smell and you can go." To detention. Mwahahahahaaaaaaaaaa.
Heh.