Simon reached his hand even further through the gunk, his fingers trailing around the item he had found. Its somewhat familiar shape revealing he had indeed found something worth while so he slowly and carefully pulled it out not wanting to break it if it was in fact his egg in his hold.The brown lump certainly loosely resembled the shape of an egg and as he brushed it off the best he could, Simon couldn't help but hear as Patroclus errupted with an exclaimationof finding his own egg.

"Woot..guess we both did," he replied with a chuckle showing his egg to his housemate though opting out of the dancing part of the success.

"I don't think my egg is in here!" she cried, both hands in the bucket searching for it. She was about to give up when she felt something knock the back of her hand. Quick as a flash she grabbed hold of it and pulled it out.
Sure enough, it was her egg. Her name on it and everything!
"YES! Um, never mind..." she mummbled incase anyone had heard her last words.
Brushing manure of her egg, she layed it down next to the bezoar actually smiling!
She'd done it! She'd actually done it! Soooo... could all the icky animal waste go away now?

Savannah tried hard not to think about how bad the smell is, instead she thought of ice cream cake and how good it tastes while searching for her egg. Oh where is it? Come on...

Oooh!

Savannah felt something round and smooth. THE EGG! She pulled both of her hands out. Nothing, just a handful of cow manure. She had let it slip! Savannah growled. Better find this or else. Egh...the smell-ICE CREAM!

She let her hands digg in the the bucket once more. Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream...Savannah sang silently in her head. She got more dizzy as she searched blindly. She just can't stand the smell of it. Her head's spinning like mad-as mad as a hatter!

Something round and smooth! She felt it! Again! This times, she grasped it hard and pulled her hands out. Yes! She got it! She got the egg and her bezoar. She has completed all her tasks! What a relief! What a-

THUMP.

Savannah fell loudly on the the cold floor, the egg still in her tight grasp. She had fainted fom the terrible smell. She just couldn't take it anymore. Her eyes closed and her mind shut, she fainted but has completed her task and tried her best. If someone could just take her to the hospital wing...like NOW!

OOC: My post might've been confusing... Unless your characters are experts in identifying goat droppings and cow manure - and can see the difference between them and chocolate pudding (I sure wouldn't), they have no idea what's in the buckets. And Maya never said what they were going to plunge their hands into, nor that there was a bezoar somewhere.

This'll explain Maya's reaction.

Plus, the bucket contents do not smell. They don't.

Poke my eye if I missed someone's post...


Oh, that was quick. Test time.
"How do you know it's a bezoar? That looks like an ordinary mini rock." Maya arched an eyebrow and looked sceptic at the thing they were holding.
Hehe.

What.

Whatwhatwhat.

"Mister White. You're going to have to do that one again. You don't see your classmates using magic, so why should you?" Pffft.

Flicking her wand again, another bucket filled with poop appeared infront of the young boy. Waiting. For Michael to dig through it. "Go ahead." Maya nodded once at the bucket. Waiting. Hehe.

OOC: There's nothing in it, but do play it out ; )

Againnn. She liked tests.
"What makes you think that is a bezoar?" Hmmmmmmm? "It seems like a 'normal' stone to me." Like those other girls'. Hehe.

How dare he question her reasons for having this class!
Maya turned to him, lips pursed and an expression that the opposite of the young boys. "Why don't you tell me, Mister Lockhart." Yeah, pfffffffft.

Not an answer, because obviously she didn't want to answer it. Hehe.

Tasteless?

Why...WHY did she want to know??
Maya squinted, taking her moment to go through all the options to why she asked that. It had occurred to her, but she never thought...


Oh... MY GOSH.

Stare.
Why wasn't Maya freaking out. She should tackle the girl to the ground and make her vomit to get the poo out of her mouth. Instead... Nah. "Miss Hollingberry. Go to the hospital wing after class." Because seriously, the Mexicana had no clue to what the girl just tasted.

"That looks like an every-day small rock." She pointed at the bezoar. "Why do you call it a bezoar?" Yeah, why. Huuuuuuh?

Can that girl say 'Professor' one more time? Hehe. "Yees?" She looked at what had been collected. "Well done, you found your egg in one piece." Aw, bo-hoo. Hehe!

Another one. "Well done, Mister Hudson." HEHE. Yeah, he was a good egg-in-poop searcher.

"Well done, you aswell, Miss Flores." For successfully digging through poop. Snort.

Maya was just about to tell the girl to keep searching, but it seemed another try was all that was needed to get the item. "Nice egg. Well done." Hehehe.

Hearing the thump, Maya frowned and noticed the girl on the ground. What the heck had happened to her? Sigh.
Walking to stand over her, the Mexicana noticed the items in the girl's hands. So she found... stuff. Hehe.

But, "Miss Black. What are you doing?" What is this, kindergarten? This was no time to take a nap. Ah, nevermind. "Just leave her there, she'll be fine..." Maybe she'll wake up before the end of class.


Maya returned to her log-seat, crossing her arms, "If you have not found your egg yet, there is still time." And the Mexicana was not bored of seeing kids dig through manure.

OOC: Class will end tomorrowww @ Midnight EST. Anyone who still haven't posted their 5 times can still do so.

Hospital wing?! AGAIN!? Last time she had gone there she had been turning purple.

WHAT WAS THIS WOMAN MAKING THEM DIG THROUGH?! The color certainly looked like droppings...were there any sort of magical creatures that had poisonous feces? Kurumi hadn't read about any, but she supposed that it was possible.

Kurumi nodded and then Professor Saylen spoke again. It wasn't a bezoar?

"Sorry Professor," Kurumi blushed. "I just assumed that since this was Care of Magical Creatures and we had just been discussing cows and goats that we were, um, examining their feces..."She paused hoping that the professor wasn't going to laugh too hard at her. "Based on this assumption, I thought that it was a bit odd for a rock to be in the bucket, but only one and not in any others. So, I came to the conclusion that it was a bezoar."


Then again, you know what they say about people who assume

He was...terrified. Mostly for Aslan than for himself.

The lips, the lips were the only thing that told him he was in trouble, because he's never seen her pursing them before. Help.

"Ah! But you're the Professor, I wouldn't know." Yes, he wouldn't know what did any of this they were doing was remotely related to Care of Magical Creatures. And she'd better not mention Aslan, because if it was the little Niffler that happened to be in danger instead of the silly egg, then he would've gone through hell and back to make the little Niffler safe.

But...unless the egg was from some Magical creature, then he didn't want to do it.

And he didn't.

Nika looked at her professor with a bored look on her face. She had been finished ages ago, but yet they weren't told to do anything else. "Professor.... What do we do if we are done?" Her voice had a twinge of a whine attached to it. Nika struggled tried to cover some of the stains that she had acquired during the digging.

Hehe, slippery egg. "Miss Griengoth, I see you found your egg." It had been funny to watch, she must admit. "Well done. Let's hope it doesn't try to escape again." HEHE.

Oh, dear Merlin, why did these kids always assume oh so many things? Sigh. "Fortunately for you, you assumed correctly. It is a bezoar." Test over. Heh.

And was the girl feeling allright? Was that a tinge of green-ish skin Maya saw on her? Hmmm... nah, probably nothing.

"Yes, I am." And she left it at that. Because he had no other questions and Maya had nothing more to answer. Hehehe.

But why wasn't he digging his hands into poo? Meeeeh. Boring boy.

Oh, she was done.
"Why don't you clean your buckets, Miss Adler? Without magic." The term was almost over, Maya could have some fun, right? "Here, have a sponge." She handed the girl a nice red spongy sponge.


So what now? Ah, yes. "CLASS DISMISSED!" Now everyone gooooo, "You can keep the bezoars and the eggs. Don't break the eggs - unless you want to eat it, which I don't recommend. And keep it close. Don't throw it at anyone. Why don't you give it to Headmaster Tate if you want." Sure, why not. Like a present, and proof that they'd done something muggle-ish.


"Away you go kids. Good work digging through the poop. It was sloppy but you got what you needed. One of those buckets has chocolate pudding in it, you can take it with you if you want." If they hadn't mixed it up with goat or cow poo.

Now get out of her sight before she says something happy about them she'll regret. Heh.

Nika opened her eyes widely. She gave her professor her best are-you-kidding-me look and then realized that Slayen wasn't kidding when she handed her the sponge. Nika took the sponge reluctantly and looked around for water. First digging in poop and now cleaning it up, great. She looked around and saw that the other kids weren't handed sponges. "But-but professor, why am I the only one who has to do this?" She said whilst frowning. Not fair. Give the poor little, unsuspecting first year the dirty work.

Woo! They were finished!
Taking off her poo covered gloves, she put her bezoar and egg carefully into her bag and took a couple of steps towards the door.
"Bye profes..." she turned around to see Nika being handed a sponge. Was she being made to clean out the buckets? and without magic?!
Putting her bag back down she crossed over to Nika and Saylen. "I'll help clean them if you want." she smiled at her best friend.
She wasn't gonna leave her here, cleaning poo covered buckets by herself! Sooooo unfair! And without magic! That would be a nightmare...

SHE NEVER ANSWERED!

Frown.

The class was dismissed, though, and he never got his egg back, not that he minded. It was a good thing he only drew a smiley face on it. She'll never guess who it belonged to.

Bwahaha. Evil.

Er, anyway, he noticed that she gave that first year Gryffindor a sponge to clean stuff up, and he needed no more incentives to take his bag from the ground and LEAVE. Though, the Lockhart boy did all of this so fast that Saylen probably didn't even notice the exact time he left. One minute he was standing there, and the next...gone.

Hehe.

Ah, questions. "Well, you wanted to do something. So, there you go." Or, whatever, right? Fine, she didn't have to clean it up. Maya was in a giving mood. Or something. "Nevermind, you are free to go. Leave the sponge. Or take it with you." Hehehe.

Well isn't that sweet. "No need. As I told Miss Adler, you are free to go back to the castle." Scurry off now, before the anti-stench charm wears off. Hehe.

Wait.

No whining.
Where had the whining boy gone? Hmmm...was he hiding?? Oh he'd better not be.

But, as Maya looked around, and saw no suspicious things, she figured he had run for it. She was not going to give him his egg back. Hehehe.