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Carter finished gathering the dung and closed the lid of his jar. The Professor then explained their homework. Give this to Professor Bunbury? he thought looking down at the jar. Oh how that crazy woman scared him. |
... That was... an eventful class. Livvy blinked and scratched her head. Um. Yeah. Did that kid just SERIOUSLY eat mooncalf poo? That was like pulling a Cam. No one would ever do anything like that except for Cameron Karsten. Was that boy channeling in with him or something? Were they in kahoots? If that kid gets some crazy disease from that, Livvy was OUTTAHERE. Eh. Time to collect. She grabbed a pair of gloves and slipped them on her tiny hands and grabbed an empty jar after. Time to look for some POO! For cannibalistic maniacal Bunbury. To show how they appreciated her. Livvy walked around, trying not to sniff the horrible smell when she reached a nice pile of silvery lumps. She scooped them up in her hands and shoved them in the jar, quickly doing so before their five minutes was up and lost its potency. Once finished, she took off her gloves and screwed on the mason jar's lid shut. "Goodbye professor! Thanks for the great lesson and the um... interesting... homework assignment," Livvy said to the woman, waving at her before taking her dragon gloves with her free hand and making sure that she didn't touch any poo left over. They were SO going to be washed later on. |
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'It was fake? Then why does he need to go to the hospital wing?' Evelyn thought, raising a brow at the marshmallow and the Hufflepuff boy. 'Or did he really actually eat the poo...?' Shivering at the thought, she stared at the marshmallow for a minute longer before walking towards the castle, not even checking to see if the boy was following. "Better be." she mumbled, crossing her arms and frowning. It was still cold out and she could almost see the first light of morning coming up behind the mountains, but barely. It was still too early for the sun to completely come up. 'What time is it?' she thought, suddenly hearing what the homework was. 'AW! I want my jar of stuff back! I'll get it from Professor Morgan later then...' Kicking a rock on the ground, Evelyn continued to walk up to the castle, glancing behind her finally to see if the Hufflepuff sick poo marshmallow eating boy was following. |
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Kiri unfolded upwards, bones crackling. At least she'd be moving now. And she was wearing gloves. She made a mental note to clean them carefully before taking them off - as she sometimes did that with her teeth if she couldn't wriggle out of them. She kept her eyes on the ground, but due to its white-ish colour, the dung was easy enough to spot. Her thick winter wardrobe kept slipping. When she bent over, hair fell into her eyes, and the scarf moved to expose more of her face than she wanted to the cold. After a few minutes, Kiri had worked up a sweat, though. As she lobbed two more lumps of Mooncalf dung into her jar, she considered how odd this was: her face was cold as ice, but her armpits were prickling from the sweat. Oh, and she was collecting poo. Resisting the temptation to push her hair out of her eyes with her gloved hands, Kiri wandered over to where Professor Morgan stood and handed her the jar carefully. She yawned. She needed her bed, and soon. Finally, the class was dismissed. "Night, Professor," she said with a small smile, and trundled off in the direction of the castle. |
Ewww ewww EWWWWW. Jack did NOT want to pick up POOOOOO. He had seen enough of this stuff during this school term to last him an entire lifetime. Although, as Morgan said, this was some really good stuff for the plants, so at least that was a plus, right? It's not like CAM was running around chucking this stuff at people, right? Seeing that the class was finishing up, he collected the rest of the silvery dung he could find and put it in his bucket before peeling off his gloves. BLEHHH. It smelled SOOO GROOOOOSS. And that one kid had supposedly EATEN some of it! Jack was VERY close to upchucking right now. VERY CLOSE. As Morgan dismissed class, he gathered up his poop bucket and plugged his nose with his clean hands before waving goodbye to the Professor. "Have a nice erm...night, Professor Morgan!" he called as he trudged back to the castle with his POOP in tow. |
Upon hering the command that he had to collect the calf dung he groggilly got up and lazilly made his way over to where the dung was, put on his dragon hide gloves, and bent over to pick up and fell over right into the dung face first. He dozed off again for a seccond and when he awake he saw brown anf felyt something warm and suishy ohy beneath him. He quickly realized. Ah, I fell asleep and to mooncalf dung. He quickly scraped som dung from his robes into the jar and did a quick cleaning charm on himself which he was hoping no one woukd fault him for after something like that. He was defonitely taking a long shower later. |
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...What was it with these people and poo?!?! It began in The Great Hall during the Start-of-Term feast. That had been when two boys, Cam Karsten and...that Hufflepuff boy---Willie?---had paraded around to each and every table, splattering everyone in sight with the disgusting stuff. Then there was the latest Astronomy class, the one that had been held in The Owlery of all places. The owls had, of course, dropped little presents all over the area Perry had chosen to hold class in. After they'd ice-skated, er---poo-skated, for a while, they'd made telescopes out of toilet paper. ...and now, here in Care of Magical Creatures class, they were jarring the stuff to give to Professor Bunbury. As disgusting as poo was, it had become a large part of LouAnn's first year here at Hogwarts. Gross. Quote:
...then she had to hand deliver the stuff to Professor Bunbury? "Oh, hi, Professor! Nice class today! By the way, here's you a nice jar of poo..." After making a little face, LouAnn started making her way around the area, scooping up more and more dung as she went along. When the jar was full, LouAnn grabbed her materials, waved goodbye to the professor, and headed back to the Common Room. She needed sleep, that was for sure! ...or a shower one. |
Celandine, who had spent the remainder of the opening feast collecting poo, gone directly to Bunbury and at her instruction, spread it on the garden for the fluttas and puffas, had no problem with collecting this mooncalf dung either. She collected a jar and used her wand to levitate the poo into it. Once she was done she sealed the jar and bounced over to Professor Morgan. "Thanks for the lesson, Professor! Would you like some help taking all the blankets back?" At least the non-duplicated ones, which were starting to disappear now anyway since Cel had judged the length of the class well enough. |
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Skye carefully put on the gloves and quickly picked up random pieces of dung. She didn't think about it much and put as much as she could into the jar without gagging. They looked...kinda nice but the though of it being poo ruined it. She stopped to hear the homework being announced. Well, at least she didn't have to keep it. Though Skye didn't really understand how delivering it to someone showed appreciation. Shrugging, she picked up a few more pieces and closed the jar. "Good night, professor," she said, and turned to leave. She'd probably put off doing the homework as long as possible. |
Chris stopped colecting the silver dung to listen to the homework assignment. "Ok Professor Morgan she will really like it! Not that she likes poo, just as a fertilizer." he grinned. He then continued to pick up the silvery poo until his mason jar was full. "Ok Professor I'm finished. Great Lesson! I will definatley remember this for a long time!" he smield and waved to her as he left. |
Abby grabs a Mason Jar. Everyone is sure acting weird this term. We're suppose to give Professor Bunbury a jar of Mooncalf dung as a present? I imagine she will like having it for her plants, but a present? Whatever. Abby walks around the area where the calves did there dance. She sees some of the shiny poo. Abby puts her dragonhide gloves on and starts picking it up. It doesn't smell as bad as Abraxan dung does, and the silvery hue is kind of funky looking. She put her pieces carefully in the jar. When it is full, Abby closes and seals the lid. Don't want it going bad before I can deliver it to Bunbury. Abby walks back to her stuff. She pulls out her Magical Creatures and Where to Find Them book and looks up Mooncalf. Mooncalf dung harvested before sunrise makes plants grow very fast and become extremely strong. Abby looks at the dung in her jar. Magical stuff this is. She puts her jar in her bag, folds up her blanket and heads back to the castle. |
Copernicus had this job... hehehe... in the bag. After all, he and Cela had led a group of students in bottling up the dung flung around during the Opening Feast and had already gifted that to Professor Bunbury. And besides... nothing was too gross for house points. Copernicus levitated the small silvery clumps of dung into his jar. He wasn't afraid to get dirty... he just really didn't see any point to it. Magic often would do when people were content to use their hands. Once the jar was full, he capped it and backed the jar away. "Thanks for the lesson, Professor. It was great, as always." |
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Lexi simply smiled and pulled Lorcan by the hand so they cpould get out of there before anymore trouble was started. "Let's go" she whispered and dragged them away. |
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But not before he grabbed the poo. Tavelon ran back, grabbing his jar and a couple extra marshmallows, and set off towards the school. |
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