Sage chewed on the inside of his cheek anxiously when Evelyn huddled over the parchment and seemed to take a while working everything out. He'd probably had to work out his Life Path Number when he'd been a student here but heh, that was a while ago and he couldn't remember the outcome.

So he'd have to wait for the Slytherin to tell him.

He listened carefully when as he expected, she began to explain her calculations. His brow furrowed the more she spoke. A strong independent person? Leader? COURAGE?

He wanted to ask if she'd done her adding up right.. but yeah, he decided against it. She was still scary. "Sounds ... interesting," he murmured, head tilting to one side. "And librarians, you say?" He wrinkled his nose at this. A job that required sitting in a big, dark library all day? No thank you. "Are there other professions related to this number? Anything more... I dunno.. outdoorsy?"

She definitely had to hold in that laugh now. His expression though at the word librarian! Too funny!!

Times like these she actually wished she had kept that muggle camera.

But, he wanted a different profession for this number? Something outdoorsy. "Outdoorsy? Not that I know of." Going through the list of professions in her mind, she sighed for a moment, not really sure if the health job that was listed would be considered...outdoorsy. "Well, health was listed as one of the fields one with this number should work in. And, i guess health could relate to plants. We did learn a bunch of plants and herbs that healed people in our first class." she said with a small smile, completely forgetting that she had been angry minutes before.

Until now that is. "Professor, I was wondering. Is there a place here where I could...grow my own flowers without people killing them?" A very important question.

Again, he just about refrained from asking the grl if she'd done her calculations correct. He didn't like his Life Path number very much... oh, but he didn't believe in all that nonsense anyway! He'd just been helping a student with homework. That's all.

And now she seemed to switch back to their previous discussion. About the gardens and the plant she'd apparently lost. EEK.

"I assure you, if you were to keep a plant in the student gardens now, I would keep an eye on it when you're not around. Noone'll get away with killing any of the plants in there." Oh no they would NOT.

That's what she thought would happen the last time she planted her flowers...

Nodding anyways, feeling a little better now that perhaps she could finish a small garden for herself without it being destroyed, since Poof will also be guarding it from Sly any flower eaters or destroyers, Evelyn looked back down at the old piece of parchment before letting out a long breath.

She was done here right? Smiling at the professor, she took out her dark ash wand and held it up for a moment. Bahaha! Might as well make him even more uncomfortable for a moment before actually leaving. However, instead of hexing him like she had originally planned at the beginning of this little meeting, she made a small tap on the parchment and muttered a clear, "Geminio."

Taking the duplicated parchment for herself, Evelyn pushed the original parchment towards the professor, that is, after scratching out most of the heading of course. He didn't really need that.


"You can keep this if you want." she said before standing up and pushing the chair back to where it previously had been. She needed to leeaaavve!!

"Oh, thanks," Sage smiled slightly when Evelyn made him a copy of her Arithmancy work. For one brief moment, upon seeing her wand he had thought that was finally it. HEX TIME. But apparently not.. he'd have to check the calculations were right after she left...

Seemed she was getting ready to go now, and he watched as she got to her feet. He couldn't deny, he was kind of glad she was going.

"Thanks for visiting, Evelyn," he said, standing up too. Not that he looked very impressive standing up.. he was on the short side.

Smiling at the Professor, feeling a little more relieved and happier now, she placed her wand back up her sleeve before slightly turning to the door. "Mhmm. Maybe I'll visit again in the future."

And if she visited again, it probably won't be because of Arithmancy homework, or any other classes. It would probably be because something was wrong with her flowers, and she was going to complain.

A lot.

"Have a wonderful rest of the day." smiling once more, she finally left, folding the duplicated parchment as she walked out. She'd need to hurry and copy the homework down on another parchment. Who knew how long this duplicated paper would last.

Between whistles and looks around the office, Treyen knocked one little time on the door.

And waited patiently to be called inside. He...wanted to know...and he was NOT going until he found out.

But he stood there, with a little box at hand.

Sage was glad Eveyln was gone. He took the alone time to take a few breaths and recollect himself. Creepy girl. It was long though, before there was another knock on the door and the Professor quickly straightened in his seat.

Was she back? Dear Merliin, he hoped not.

"C - Come in.." he squeaked timidly.

Was the Professor inside? He heard someone saying he could venture inside, but it held no trace of confidence....comparing to Professor Bunbury's call.

Treyen, with a shaky hand opened the door.

Only to find quite a different scenario, and NOTHING pink. Aww, no pink? Really? That was probably a very good move, considering this Professor was a man, not a woman. AWESOME!

Treyen grinned. "Why, hello Professor...Dodson!" he greeted, a pause was made because he tried to remember the name, of course, "My name is Treyen Lockhart, and I'm quite a fan of plants..." and here's where the speech began "...I was told we had a new Professor, and I had no idea. I suppose I should've noticed when Professor Bunbury was not in the feast a while ago, but I was hungry, and food was all I noticed" food! The little Lockhart took quite a couple steps, or quite a lot, into the office, placing himself almost in front of the desk, "That reminds me! I wanted to excuse myself from missing the last class, I was unfit for it" he said, eyes wandering around the pictures in the office. Truth be told, he was slightly afraid of Bunbury, and therefore, afraid of coming to Herbology. "That's why I made you a cupcake!" he said, excited, "Well, I made several of them, but saved one for you after I was informed you were NEW" emphasis on the word 'NEW', "I hope you like, it's quite yummy, I ate all of them myself" and he was still talking! Rather fast, too!

Treyen sighed, and sat down after placing the box containing the cupcake in his desk, "I look forward your next lesson, though" he said, and noticing the bookcase stood up, "Ooooh! So many books!" his eyes glittered somehow at the sight of so many books about Herbology. "Have you made experiments with plants? My sister once did a crossed a muggle plant with a magical one...I don't remember which ones..." and he was lost in thought after that.

Sage had no idea he'd have so many visitors to his office.. but he was slowly getting used to it now. The latest visitor seemed very excitable and talkative and the Professor blinked a little as he listened. He tried to catch all of it, really he did.. but WOW, could this kid talk fast.

"Oh. Uhm, thank you very much Treyen," Sage smiled when he was given a cupcake. "I'm sure it'll be delicious." He wasn't much of a cupcake fan to be honest, he much preferred cookes. He'd eat it though. Out of politeness. Later.

"And no problem about missing the lesson," he assured the small boy, "I look forward to seeing you in the next one though." It was true. The more people he could teach Herbology to, the better!

When the boy asked if he'd experimented with plants, Sage nodded and moved to straighten the cupcake box. "I've also cross-bred magical and mundane plants," he said, "nothing spectacular yet though. Is your sister a fan of Herbology?"

The boy smiled, "You're more than welcome, Professor" a nod came to his head as Professor Dodson said the 'delicious' part. Why, of course it would be! That single thing Treyen knew for sure. Even if he thought he 'knew for sure' many things that actually weren't.

There it is!

He was okay about the missing-lesson, and Treyen was glad he could actually attend a lesson without Bunbury in it. Unless they were to study her, then she'd have to be there, right? But she was no plant, or herb, therefore it was almost impossible for her to attend as well.

"And...we won't be working with 'kid-eating' plants or doing something that might endanger our lives, right?" he has to ask, and his face held a bit of a worried look that only lasted for a second, but was certainly noticeable.

Oh!

He had!

Professor Dodson had made experiments! And Treyen was thinking of taking the path of Experimental Magic, though perhaps it was NOT exactly the same, an experiment was an experiment. Hmm. His sister? "Well, I think she used to be, after one summer in America she was into plants, it was the same summer that she did that cross-breed thing...but she's now a Quidditch player, for the Wimbourne Wasps" he nodded, and his eyes sparkled as he mentioned it, proud as ever, Treyen still felt that she was stealing some spotlight within the family. "Do you like Quidditch, Professor?" no further questions. Treyen will leave soon...eventually.

Sage smiled right back at the young boy before chuckling softly. "No, I don't have any 'kid-eating' plant lessons planned for the near future." So there was no need to worry. "And I wouldn't let any danger come to any of you in the greenhouses." At least... he'd TRY not to. Yeah.

The professor smiled and listened some more. Listening as Tryen spoke about his sister who was apparently now a Quidditch player.

"I'm not a massive fan, no." Sage admitted with a small wrinkle of his nose. Quidditch was such a huge thing, that he felt silly confessing that he didn't like it. Would people think less of him just because he didn't like the sport? "I mean, I can see the attraction to it..." he couldn't really. "It's just not for me."

It had taken her forever, but she had finally found the Herbology Porfessor's office. Though she was always getting lost around the castle, her reason for taking so long lay mainly in the fact that she had wanted to see her clabbert while out on the grounds.

The little puff usually wouldn't be out so late in the evening, but she needed things for her tea. Normaly she was well stocked, but Perseus had gotten bored and found his way into her supplies, ruining them. Not wanting to see the healer, she opted insead for the herbology professor.

Knocking a few times on the door, she took a seat and waited to be let into the office, mind wondering.

Grin. Double grin.

Professor Dodson was not going to try and kill them. GREAT. "Oh, that's great!" by the way he said it, the boy sounded quite relieved, "So, this isn't going to like regular Herbology, sounds nice" he said, mostly to himself, but the Professor was at listening distance.

He still had to keep his eyes open at all times. Just in case Bunbury of any other female Professor loses their minds and comes to Hogwarts.

Treyen eyed the books again. That was good. Because Professor Dodson couldn't see his expression when he was told that Quidditch was not too much of his liking. He composed himself, and nodded, "I see...well, I guess it's not for everyone, my grandma hates it" yes, hate, that word suited the way his grandma felt about the sport, she didn't even cheer any event! Seriously! Mad woman! "And what about cheering?" because Sage Dodson could, at least, be a fan of cheering for anything, yes?

His eyes were fixed on the books again, "Professor, you wouldn't know by any chance what wood works best for a runes set, do you? I'm a fan of wands, and I've worked with wood, and we've been asked to make one of our own in Ancient Runes class..." he didn't even know how he managed to get a place in such a class, though, it was quite interesting, but he found Divination more diverting, "...and, well, I know wand trees work differently than for anything else" but, if the Professor had a book, on either trees-for-wands or wood/trees in general, then that'd be quite helpful.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

He jumped a bit on his seat. Because he was sitting, yes. "Oh, are you expecting someone? I saw a Slytherin girl leaving, perhaps she forgot something?" oh, no, he didn't feel like seeing a Slytherin again. And he was absolutely certain that the one who left was the one that had the discussion with Jake last year.

Trixie arrived at the office of Professor Sage Dodson. She had been gven History of Magic homework and this professor seemed like exactly the type of person she wanted to ask their history on. And so as she arrived she politely knocked on the door three times.

Knock KnocK Knock

And quietly anticipated a response.

"Herbology isn't ALL about man-eating plants you know," the Professor said simply, small crease forming between his eyebrows when Treyen said this wasn't going to be like regular Herbology. He dreaded to think what the last Professor had been teaching them...

"And I don't hate Quidditch either," he carried on, head tilting to one side. He'd just never seen the point of the sport. Of ANY sports to be honest. Heh.

He sat thoughtfully for a moment, hands fidgeting on the desk. Treyen seemed oddly interested in his book collection and Sage listened carefully as he spoke up about runes and wand trees.

"Well, Ancient Runes was never one of my favourite subjects," he admitted, slightly abashed, "but I think I can help if its a book about magical trees that you want." That was after all, sort of his area. Leaning back in his seat, Sage reached for one of the book shelves, and eyed the spines in search. AHA.

"Magical Trees and their Properties," he grinned, setting the old book on his desk. He was sure there was a copy in the library, but he didn't mind loaning his own copy out.

He blinked a little when the door knocked.. he wasn't expecting anyone. Was he?

Sage looked past the young Hufflepuff that was already in his office and towards the door. He supposed he better grant them entrance.. "Come on in," he called loudly enough for them to hear.

Trixie walked into the office and gave the professor a huge smile. "Hello Professor. I think we may have met before" she grinned. "But i'm Trixie, Trixie Malfoy" she smiled softly again. "I was just wondering whether I could ask you a huge favour" she said looking straight up at him. "It's for my homework see" she said even more sincerely.

What was it with Slytherin's and needing help with their homework? Sage shuffled in his seat a little, remembering the last Slytherin that had come to do her Arithmancy on him.

She'd been scary. But Trixie Malfoy seemed okay. So far.

"Of course, was it you need Miss Malfoy?" Sage asked kindly, gesturing towards the seat next to Treyen.

Trixie sat down in the seat that the professor had indicated to and smiled glad that he didn't mind helping. " Well it's In History of Magic. We are supposed to ask a member of staff about their history here at Hogwarts, and I was just wondering whether I could ask you yours" she said. "You seemed like you might have an interesting history to tell" she giggled slightly.

Arya smiled at the other girl that had walked into the waiting room and would have spoken to her had they not just been invited into the office. Standing up she followed the younger girl into the office and quickly glanced around out of habit. There wasn't much in there so nothing held her eye.

Smiling at the other 'puff in the room, she took a seat and greeted the professor. "Hello, Professor Dodson. I was wondering if you...had some plants to spare so I could make some tea." She hoped he wouldn't want to many details, especially with others in the room.

His HISTORY?

"Uhh.." Sage gave his beard a little scratch, the crease between his eyebrows deepening. He didn't have a very interesting history, at least.. he didn't think he did. "My history while I was here attending Hogwarts as a student? Or in general?" He asked curiously. He couldn't turn down a student that wanted homework help!


Oh, and another bizarre request. Well, it wasn't THAT bizarre, but he'd certainly never been asked this before.

"Well, that would depend on what sort of tea you desire, Miss..." What was her name? "I have some chamomile.. and some peppermint too."

Trixie shrugged and bit her lip slightly. "Erm I'm not entirely sure, but I think It's your HOGWARTS history, although you could provide it all in general just to cover all bases" she suggested with a smile. "I wouldn't mind listening to your history at all" she grinned. "I'm just supposed to give it back to the Professor and I'm sure she wouldn't mind either way" she said.

"Arya Lovegoods." She finished for him. "I was hoping for peppermint and maybe some witchweed to go with it? About two days worth..." If she remembered correct, that was the important part of the tea. The 'puff didn't want him to restock her whole supply, she just needed enough to last her until Altair returned. She tugged on the sleeve of her robes as she gazed at him.

Sage was still a little taken aback with the fact that this girl wanted him to relay his history to her. But still, he couldn't just refuse to help. "Okay," he started with another beard scratch, "I come from an entirely pureblood family and I attended Hogwarts from the years 2053 to 2060." This was what she meant by 'history' right? "I was sorted into the house of Gryffindor and was part of the Herbology club." Naturally. "I graduated with ten N.E.W.Ts and then returned home to help on my family farm." It was a little strange saying all of this infront of the three in his office.. he hoped that was enough.

Peppermint and witchweed, huh?

"And you say this is just for tea, yes?" He asked, chewing on his lower lip when Arya claimed to want two days worth. "I think I can arrange that for you. Do you need it right now?" Did she urgently need ... tea?

She nodded her head at his first question. Yup, just for tea so she could sleep without nightmares. Though it did have her wondering what else those two plants could be used for. Her eyes flickered from him just for a moment before returning. "Um, yes please......I like to drink it before bed."