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When not looking after the baby Abraxans, checking the Nursery, or tending to the puffapods outside the stable, Lachlan can be found in his hut, napping, lounging by the fireplace, grading papers, or loudly arguing with his old jarvey, Stanley.
Though crowded, the hut appears to be quite cozy, with its perpetual smell of peppermint, cinnamon and grass. Shelves laden with books are lined up against one of the walls, and a hammock seemingly suspended by nothing, neatly hovers in front of a love-seat, the love-seat's matching single couch and the coffee table. Pictures are located above the fireplace and on the wall behind it, along with miniature dragons and an old radio attached to the wall, playing whatever happened to be on WWN.
Lachlan enjoys reading several books at once, and he has the rotten habit of leaving them hanging around instead of putting back on their respective shelf. So please excuse the potential disarray, and make yourself at home. Except not really, because otherwise you may want to stay and not only would that be inappropriate, but also highly unhealthy, too; after all, Professor MacFusty likes to believe he needs at least couple of hours by himself, away from hormonal teenagers who may or may not threaten his mental health.
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Lachlan didn't understand the reasons behind Treyen Lockhart's amazement, and frankly, he was not going to pretend to either. Teenagers were different, and though everyone was different during that particular stage of life, they were also one and the same; this, of course, meant that about seven times out of ten teenagers did not make much sense. At least MacFusty himself, and he was willing to agree if anyone were to point out, hadn't made much sense back then.
He blamed hormones, and puberty, the former for being unkind and the latter for almost ignoring him. Regardless, he offered the boy a tiny smile as he summoned a small bottle of pumpkin juice for Kurumi accompanied with a glass. Both of the recently summoned objects set themselves lightly on the coffee table, as Lachlan took the seat opposite the two student's. "Well, Professor Saylen here," He pointed at the letter he was still holding, "Seems to think you are adept enough to take care of Aslan." Normally, Lachlan would have denied him the opportunity to taking out the niffler, but Treyen was most likely a responsible student. Good head in his shoulders, and all; after all, he was prefect, picked out from his peers by Lily.
Then again, Lilyan didn't make the best of the decisions sometimes. Or at least she didn't use to. Things changed, though, so, "I will let you take him out of the Nursery, Treyen. Small walks for him, and such. Aslan needs the exercise," The professor said at last, sounding serious. "But only around the grounds. I don't think it would be very prudent to take the creature inside the castle, let alone to Hogsmeade."
Definitely not Hogsmeade. Lachlan would have to put his foot down there. Just like, it seemed, Walnut had put his foot down, bent on not... liking anyone? He leaned forward, as if to get a better look at the cat laying on Kurimi's lap. "And I don't suppose this is a normal behaviour for him?" Actually, the cat hadn't been entirely friendly earlier, so perhaps it was? "If he was that fond of Professor Saylen, then I can only assume he's missing her." A small grin curled up on his lips. "Do you think there's anything that can be done, to, ah, help Walnut get used to Professor Saylen's absence? I'd be willing to help."
Kurumi raised an eyebrow slightly at Treyen when he said that Walnut had been behaving himself. At this point in time, that simply meant that he wasn't peeing in anyone's shoes, which Kurumi took to be a very good thing.
Looking down at the cat who was softly purring in her arms, Kurumi sighed and scratched him behind the ears. "As long as he didn't have a repeat of his...um...leakage in the common room," she said looking at Treyen shyly.
Seriously, though, Walnut was being a very good cat. VERY GOOD CAT. To him, at least, and that was all that mattered, no? As far as the raised eyebrow, well, he didn't know what to make of it.
"I don't know what happened in the Common Room, but he did nothing here," unless another Gryffindor had said something, then there was no way of Treyen finding out what happened up there. True.
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Lachlan didn't understand the reasons behind Treyen Lockhart's amazement, and frankly, he was not going to pretend to either. Teenagers were different, and though everyone was different during that particular stage of life, they were also one and the same; this, of course, meant that about seven times out of ten teenagers did not make much sense. At least MacFusty himself, and he was willing to agree if anyone were to point out, hadn't made much sense back then.
He blamed hormones, and puberty, the former for being unkind and the latter for almost ignoring him. Regardless, he offered the boy a tiny smile as he summoned a small bottle of pumpkin juice for Kurumi accompanied with a glass. Both of the recently summoned objects set themselves lightly on the coffee table, as Lachlan took the seat opposite the two student's. "Well, Professor Saylen here," He pointed at the letter he was still holding, "Seems to think you are adept enough to take care of Aslan." Normally, Lachlan would have denied him the opportunity to taking out the niffler, but Treyen was most likely a responsible student. Good head in his shoulders, and all; after all, he was prefect, picked out from his peers by Lily.
Then again, Lilyan didn't make the best of the decisions sometimes. Or at least she didn't use to. Things changed, though, so, "I will let you take him out of the Nursery, Treyen. Small walks for him, and such. Aslan needs the exercise," The professor said at last, sounding serious. "But only around the grounds. I don't think it would be very prudent to take the creature inside the castle, let alone to Hogsmeade."
Definitely not Hogsmeade. Lachlan would have to put his foot down there. Just like, it seemed, Walnut had put his foot down, bent on not... liking anyone? He leaned forward, as if to get a better look at the cat laying on Kurimi's lap. "And I don't suppose this is a normal behaviour for him?" Actually, the cat hadn't been entirely friendly earlier, so perhaps it was? "If he was that fond of Professor Saylen, then I can only assume he's missing her." A small grin curled up on his lips. "Do you think there's anything that can be done, to, ah, help Walnut get used to Professor Saylen's absence? I'd be willing to help."
Treyen smiled, "I am, Sir," yes, he was more than suitable to take care of a creature under the ratings of a Niffler. That was true.
The boy couldn't help but chuckle, "I wasn't considering taking her close to the Castle, too many shiny things," it was kind of a disastrous idea to take the Niffler as close to any metal things, but, hold on MacFusty, "Actually, it's a girl Niffler, Aslan," he had no idea what genre she was when he started to take care of the little creature, so he chose a name that would've suited either boy or girl. Mind you, he's aware that Aslan was actually a lion, not a lioness.
Nod. Nod. "But, really, don't worry, I won't get her too far from the Magical Creatures grounds," you know, in case he needed MacFuzzy's assistance or something.
Lachlan didn't need the sharp hearing sense of a kneazle to know that there were more than a couple of students waiting outside for him. It still boggled his mind a little how these kids seemed to have nothing else to do with their lives than to come visit, but he wasn't about to judge them.
He nodded to Treyen's words, and even had the decency to allow a small flush to color his fair cheeks when it turned out that Aslan was a girl. At least the niffler was not around and did not get her feelings hurt. "Yes, precisely. We don't need Aslan to...destroy half of the Hufflepuff common room while chasing after a girl's earrings." It was entirely possible; fairly cuddly as nifflers looked, they were not as tame as most thought them to be.
Noticing that Treyen seemed to be ready to go, Lachlan stood up to return the letter to the Hufflepuff prefect. "Is there anything else I can help you with, Mister Lockhart?"
Lachlan didn't need the sharp hearing sense of a kneazle to know that there were more than a couple of students waiting outside for him. It still boggled his mind a little how these kids seemed to have nothing else to do with their lives than to come visit, but he wasn't about to judge them.
He nodded to Treyen's words, and even had the decency to allow a small flush to color his fair cheeks when it turned out that Aslan was a girl. At least the niffler was not around and did not get her feelings hurt. "Yes, precisely. We don't need Aslan to...destroy half of the Hufflepuff common room while chasing after a girl's earrings." It was entirely possible; fairly cuddly as nifflers looked, they were not as tame as most thought them to be.
Noticing that Treyen seemed to be ready to go, Lachlan stood up to return the letter to the Hufflepuff prefect. "Is there anything else I can help you with, Mister Lockhart?"
"Exactly," he agreed, with one single nod. Never mind how entertaining such a thing could end up being, Treyen was sure that Aslan would be taken away from him. And he needed something that reminded him of Saylen now. He was kind of wishing he'd bought something at that museum she took them to.
Well, at least he got Ellie's pictures from the trip, and Mr. Stryker reminded him of Saylen, too.
The man stood up, and the Prefect took his letter from his hand, "Nothing at the moment, Sir," he said, standing up as well, "Thank you for your time," he nodded. And then waved good-bye to Kurumi and, of course, Walnut.
"See you in class, Professor," yeah, MacFuzzy was on the cool list.
Still gripping little Woody tightly to his chest, Jayce followed the care of magical creatures professor into his.. hut place thing. He glanced around the place quickly before his blue eyes returned to the professor. It was then that the seventh year decided it was time to talk about why he was here. His eyes darted quickly the the head of the pup before back up to the man before actually uttering a sound.
RIGHT. He was here because.. "So.. i was originally going to take Woody to see Healer Moretti.. but i figured you'd be able to help him more..." he trailed off uncertainly. It was certainly a simple task.. it just seemed like a broken paw.. but still. He wasn't about to leave the little fool to fend for himself. Instead of explaining himself further, the boy held out the puppy and his limp right paw. But of course, the dog squirmed to the point where he was almost dropped. "Stupid dog." the boy grumbled.
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Still gripping little Woody tightly to his chest, Jayce followed the care of magical creatures professor into his.. hut place thing. He glanced around the place quickly before his blue eyes returned to the professor. It was then that the seventh year decided it was time to talk about why he was here. His eyes darted quickly the the head of the pup before back up to the man before actually uttering a sound.
RIGHT. He was here because.. "So.. i was originally going to take Woody to see Healer Moretti.. but i figured you'd be able to help him more..." he trailed off uncertainly. It was certainly a simple task.. it just seemed like a broken paw.. but still. He wasn't about to leave the little fool to fend for himself. Instead of explaining himself further, the boy held out the puppy and his limp right paw. But of course, the dog squirmed to the point where he was almost dropped. "Stupid dog." the boy grumbled.
Lachlan nodded to the boy's words, the frown still lingering on his forehead. Acting swiftly, he moved to clear to coffee table by making the magazines on it with a switch of his wand; then, quickly summoned a leather briefcase which landed neatly on the carpet at the feet of the coffee table.
He didn't correct Jayce when he called the puppy stupid, but did store it in the back of his head for later. "Now, Jayce, but the puppy carefully on top of the table. How did he get injured?"
Eino walked in after the boy with the sick puppy. He was still very cautions with his precious jar, and after he entered he took especially care to switch hands, close the door behind him, and switch hands again. It was an art, really. "Hello, Professor." He said when he had given a turn to speak. "Look!" He said thrusting the jar right under the man's nose. "I found these in the grounds just today! Some bowtruckes were eating them, but I managed to save these." Eino had made some research and he was very confident they were fairy eggs. Initially he didn't know that, he just wanted to get a glimpse of the bowtruckles but they ran away into the forbidden forest and he was left with the remainder of their meal: fairy eggs. There were about twenty or so left in the jar, all of them attached to leaves. "I didn't know what to do, so I brought them here."
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Kurumi smiled and waved as Treyen left the room and had to hold onto Walnut who seemed more upset than she was to see him leaving. "Bye," she chirped as he exited the hut, a slight pinkish glow appearing on her cheeks.
Her attention then turned back to Professo MacFusty.
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Just like, it seemed, Walnut had put his foot down, bent on not... liking anyone? He leaned forward, as if to get a better look at the cat laying on Kurimi's lap. "And I don't suppose this is a normal behaviour for him?" Actually, the cat hadn't been entirely friendly earlier, so perhaps it was? "If he was that fond of Professor Saylen, then I can only assume he's missing her." A small grin curled up on his lips. "Do you think there's anything that can be done, to, ah, help Walnut get used to Professor Saylen's absence? I'd be willing to help."
"A-Afraid not, sir," Kurumi frowned as the munchkin cat purred on her lap and swished his tail back and forth. "Walnut always DID think very highly of himself, but his behavior has only intensified this term...." she leaned forward and lowered her voice while also covering the cats ears. "He's been peeing in people's shoes..."
Leaning back in her seat and taking a sip of her pumpkin juice, and continued to scratch the feline behind the ears. "Is there anything like...Feline Therapy? I think Walnut needs another cat to talk to..." Perhaps Professor MacFusty could speak Meow?
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Lachlan nodded to the boy's words, the frown still lingering on his forehead. Acting swiftly, he moved to clear to coffee table by making the magazines on it with a switch of his wand; then, quickly summoned a leather briefcase which landed neatly on the carpet at the feet of the coffee table.
He didn't correct Jayce when he called the puppy stupid, but did store it in the back of his head for later. "Now, Jayce, but the puppy carefully on top of the table. How did he get injured?"
Watching the professor clear the table, Jayce gently stroked the fur on top of little Woody's head before gently placing him on top of the table. So. What had happened? It was a long story involving Jayce being his usual clumsy self and the poor pup happened to be in the way. The boy frowned again before speaking.
"It's a long story, sir." Instead of going into the full thing, he took the blame all for himself. "I fell.. on his paw." Had this been Opal... had.. had the dog still been alive.. Wibble. She surely wouldn't have gotten injured. She was much bigger and better at avoiding Jay when he was falling down a flight of stairs. "I think it's broken." Or something. He quickly pushed back his hair, as it was falling in his face.
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Eino walked in after the boy with the sick puppy. He was still very cautions with his precious jar, and after he entered he took especially care to switch hands, close the door behind him, and switch hands again. It was an art, really. "Hello, Professor." He said when he had given a turn to speak. "Look!" He said thrusting the jar right under the man's nose. "I found these in the grounds just today! Some bowtruckles were eating them, but I managed to save these." Eino had made some research and he was very confident they were fairy eggs. Initially he didn't know that, he just wanted to get a glimpse of the bowtruckles but they ran away into the forbidden forest and he was left with the remainder of their meal: fairy eggs. There were about twenty or so left in the jar, all of them attached to leaves. "I didn't know what to do, so I brought them here."
MacFusty was about to open the briefcase when a bottle full of something was nearly shoved under his nose. Given that the almost rude approach had come after Eino's short greeting, he could only assume the hand attached to the jar was the Ravenclaw boy's.
Carefully, he pulled back, set down the briefcase and gave the jar the boy was a holding a brief look. Gingerly, he took it and opened it to give what was inside a closer look. "Looks like fairy eggs to me, too." His nose wrinkled as his hands expertly closed the jar. "Bowtruckles are usually peaceful, Eino, but they don't necessarily like it when their meals are interrupted." Meaning, he was lucky he wasn't scratched by one of them; Bowtruckles, they weren't as delicate as they looked. "I trust you at least left some woodlice for them after you took their meal? In case, of course, they returned?"
No? Probably not.
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Kurumi smiled and waved as Treyen left the room and had to hold onto Walnut who seemed more upset than she was to see him leaving. "Bye," she chirped as he exited the hut, a slight pinkish glow appearing on her cheeks.
Her attention then turned back to Professo MacFusty.
"A-Afraid not, sir," Kurumi frowned as the munchkin cat purred on her lap and swished his tail back and forth. "Walnut always DID think very highly of himself, but his behavior has only intensified this term...." she leaned forward and lowered her voice while also covering the cats ears. "He's been peeing in people's shoes..."
Leaning back in her seat and taking a sip of her pumpkin juice, and continued to scratch the feline behind the ears. "Is there anything like...Feline Therapy? I think Walnut needs another cat to talk to..." Perhaps Professor MacFusty could speak Meow?
Still holding Eino's jar, Lachlan had to cough into the fist of his free hand to prevent a snort from erupting out of him. Feeling a small blush color his fair cheeks, he cleared his throat and said, "You said earlier that he was fond of Professor Saylen. Perhaps he's just missing her." For a moment, he paused, not knowing how to phrase what he was about to say. "How about you leave him with with me for a while? I know the hut doesn't look like it did back when Professor Saylen was here, but she still lived here at some point. In any case, maybe he'll get used to me and we may even become friends."
Doubtful.
But, he smiled all the same.
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Watching the professor clear the table, Jayce gently stroked the fur on top of little Woody's head before gently placing him on top of the table. So. What had happened? It was a long story involving Jayce being his usual clumsy self and the poor pup happened to be in the way. The boy frowned again before speaking.
"It's a long story, sir." Instead of going into the full thing, he took the blame all for himself. "I fell.. on his paw." Had this been Opal... had.. had the dog still been alive.. Wibble. She surely wouldn't have gotten injured. She was much bigger and better at avoiding Jay when he was falling down a flight of stairs. "I think it's broken." Or something. He quickly pushed back his hair, as it was falling in his face.
Lachlan didn't say much after hearing the explanation, and simply nodded. Falling on the dog's paw, he supposed, was entirely possible if Jayce was the clumsy sort, in which case, MacFusty himself could sympathize. It wasn't like he'd leaked gracefulness during his teenage either.
After stroking the puppy's head kindly for a moment, he reached for his briefcase. "I'm going to need you to help me here, Jayce." Carefully, he fished out a small vial. "Hold his mouth open while I try to make him drink this. It's a pain killer, and it tastes like I imagine kneazle urine would."
MacFusty was about to open the briefcase when a bottle full of something was nearly shoved under his nose. Given that the almost rude approach had come after Eino's short greeting, he could only assume the hand attached to the jar was the Ravenclaw boy's.
Carefully, he pulled back, set down the briefcase and gave the jar the boy was a holding a brief look. Gingerly, he took it and opened it to give what was inside a closer look. "Looks like fairy eggs to me, too." His nose wrinkled as his hands expertly closed the jar. "Bowtruckles are usually peaceful, Eino, but they don't necessarily like it when their meals are interrupted." Meaning, he was lucky he wasn't scratched by one of them; Bowtruckles, they weren't as delicate as they looked. "I trust you at least left some woodlice for them after you took their meal? In case, of course, they returned?"
No? Probably not.
Eino was very surprised to know he had guessed right. They were fairy eggs after all! His eyes widened and he looked back and forth from the professor to the jar several times before he thought of something to say. "I thought they were pogrebins at first, so I tried to capture them." Of course that didn't turn out so well when they managed to escape. "Then I drew closer and saw these." Eino had been watching the bowtruckles for a while, mostly trying to work up some courage to charge at them. By the time he actually did they were nearly finished, and he realized that they weren't pogrebins, which explained why they looked more like trees than rocks. Eino was never very good at identifying magical creatures. "I didn't, but I promise to do so when I leave." Just where was he going to find woodlice? And what were woodlice? He would manage, maybe he could dig up some worms or something instead.
Although, that wasn't why Eino was here. Now that the fairy eggs had been correctly identified he had to do something about them. He didn't want to return them to be eaten by the bowtruckles, but he didn't know what else to do with them. He hadn't the slightest clue about how to care for fairy eggs, but he was eager to learn, even if he had to read a book with no pictures to do so. "What should I do with them?" He would very much like to see them hatch one day into tiny fairies and then release them back in the grounds.
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The other Hufflepuff prefect had been quietly sitting out of the way on one of the couches, though not so out of the way that she couldn't watch the new professor work with the younger students and creatures with interest. He seemed to know what he was doing, and seemed nice enough too. Both good things in her book. Arya idly twirled a curl around her finger and scooted a bit closer to the others in the room. Hm.
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Lachlan didn't say much after hearing the explanation, and simply nodded. Falling on the dog's paw, he supposed, was entirely possible if Jayce was the clumsy sort, in which case, MacFusty himself could sympathize. It wasn't like he'd leaked gracefulness during his teenage either.
After stroking the puppy's head kindly for a moment, he reached for his briefcase. "I'm going to need you to help me here, Jayce." Carefully, he fished out a small vial. "Hold his mouth open while I try to make him drink this. It's a pain killer, and it tastes like I imagine kneazle urine would."
Jayce frowned and stroked the puppy's head again. Stroking something, he found, always made him feel much calmer. But then again, he did vaguely remember someone mentioning that. Maybe it had been on tv? Shrug. The boy couldn't remember.
The seventh year glanced back down toward the pup uncertain about what he should be doing. All he knew was that he'd owl his mother and ask for some sort of dog bone to reward the pup with for being such a trooper after all of this was done and over with.
His blue eyes wandered back up toward the professor as he spoke. "Hold his... Okay professor, what ever you say." Who was he to argue? He'd asked the man for help and if this was what it took, Jayce would just have to deal with it. As would Woody. So, the boy gently grabbed the top of the dog's snout in one hand, and the bottom in the other. EW. Kneazle pee?
Puppy didn't LAAAIIIK being touched on his snout. Not at all. SquirmSquirm. Not fun. Woody shook his head back and forth, trying to get his mouth free from Jayce. But the grip was too strooooong for the little guy.
FROOOOOOWWWNNN. Puppy!frown. He was NOT enjoying this. He wanted to NOOOM Jayce. Not be nommed by Jayce's hands. More puppy!frowns.
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Eino was very surprised to know he had guessed right. They were fairy eggs after all! His eyes widened and he looked back and forth from the professor to the jar several times before he thought of something to say. "I thought they were pogrebins at first, so I tried to capture them." Of course that didn't turn out so well when they managed to escape. "Then I drew closer and saw these." Eino had been watching the bowtruckles for a while, mostly trying to work up some courage to charge at them. By the time he actually did they were nearly finished, and he realized that they weren't pogrebins, which explained why they looked more like trees than rocks. Eino was never very good at identifying magical creatures. "I didn't, but I promise to do so when I leave." Just where was he going to find woodlice? And what were woodlice? He would manage, maybe he could dig up some worms or something instead.
Although, that wasn't why Eino was here. Now that the fairy eggs had been correctly identified he had to do something about them. He didn't want to return them to be eaten by the bowtruckles, but he didn't know what else to do with them. He hadn't the slightest clue about how to care for fairy eggs, but he was eager to learn, even if he had to read a book with no pictures to do so. "What should I do with them?" He would very much like to see them hatch one day into tiny fairies and then release them back in the grounds.
Pogrebins. Unless he was mistaken (and Lachlan doubted he was) Eino seemed to be awfully prone to think everything was a Pogrebin. Hadn't he thought the answer to one of Rosamund's riddles was a Pogrebin, too? At least, though, he supposed he could SEE why he'd come to that dedution. "Pogrebins look like rocks, not trees..." Not that Eino was listening. He was going on about some other things and Lachlan tried not to grin--and failed.
Wait. Well... "What would YOU like to do with them, Eino? I can think of several things to do with them," Like sending them to Lily; surely she'd find something useful to do with them. Some potion, or something. "But I'm not sure you'd like my options."
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The other Hufflepuff prefect had been quietly sitting out of the way on one of the couches, though not so out of the way that she couldn't watch the new professor work with the younger students and creatures with interest. He seemed to know what he was doing, and seemed nice enough too. Both good things in her book. Arya idly twirled a curl around her finger and scooted a bit closer to the others in the room. Hm.
He supposed it said something very important about Lachlan as a teacher that he'd failed to notice the presence of the female half of Hufflepuff's prefects.
But he pushed it out of his mind and nodded at the girl, as means of greeting. "Miss Lovegoods."
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Jayce frowned and stroked the puppy's head again. Stroking something, he found, always made him feel much calmer. But then again, he did vaguely remember someone mentioning that. Maybe it had been on tv? Shrug. The boy couldn't remember.
The seventh year glanced back down toward the pup uncertain about what he should be doing. All he knew was that he'd owl his mother and ask for some sort of dog bone to reward the pup with for being such a trooper after all of this was done and over with.
His blue eyes wandered back up toward the professor as he spoke. "Hold his... Okay professor, what ever you say." Who was he to argue? He'd asked the man for help and if this was what it took, Jayce would just have to deal with it. As would Woody. So, the boy gently grabbed the top of the dog's snout in one hand, and the bottom in the other. EW. Kneazle pee?
Puppy didn't LAAAIIIK being touched on his snout. Not at all. SquirmSquirm. Not fun. Woody shook his head back and forth, trying to get his mouth free from Jayce. But the grip was too strooooong for the little guy.
FROOOOOOWWWNNN. Puppy!frown. He was NOT enjoying this. He wanted to NOOOM Jayce. Not be nommed by Jayce's hands. More puppy!frowns.
After giving Arya Lovegoods an appropriate grinning--lest have her think he was ignoring her-- MacFusty returned his current task. The puppy squirmed under Jayce's hold, and frankly, Lachlan couldn't blame him. Giving the creature a small, apologetic smile, he emptied the content of the vial on his mouth.
"Sorry," He said, addressing the animal and giving its head a gentle pat. "I know it tastes terrible, but at least it won't hurt when I'm poking your leg." Well, he wouldn't be really poking but--the puppy wouldn't really know the difference. "What did you say his name was, Jayce?" Or had he said the name at all...? Goodness, his memory was such a failure, sometimes.
Lachlan did not touch the leg just yet, giving the potion some time to work, but from what he could see, there was no blood, no flesh exposed. "Fortunately," He said, though mostly to himself, "It's a minor fracture."
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He supposed it said something very important about Lachlan as a teacher that he'd failed to notice the presence of the female half of Hufflepuff's prefects.
But he pushed it out of his mind and nodded at the girl, as means of greeting. "Miss Lovegoods."
Miss Arya Lovegoods did not think she was being ignore. It'd never even crossed her mind as she watched the professor work with the cute dog and chat about fairy eggs at the same time. Cause the poor pup came first right? She thought so. And he was already speaking with one student, so yeah.
She grinned at him in greeting. "Hi, Professor!" Hehe. "I just wanted to introduce myself properly, and ask you a ton of questions if you have the time." He did, didn't he? She sure hoped so.
And if not, she'd wait.
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Miss Arya Lovegoods did not think she was being ignored. It'd never even crossed her mind as she watched the professor work with the cute dog and chat about fairy eggs at the same time. Cause the poor pup came first right? She thought so. And he was already speaking with one student, so yeah.
She grinned at him in greeting. "Hi, Professor!" Hehe. "I just wanted to introduce myself properly, and ask you a ton of questions if you have the time." He did, didn't he? She sure hoped so.
And if not, she'd wait.
As Lachlan looked up from her work, the female half of the Hufflepuff prefect spoke and plucked out a few blinks out of him.
Kids were so curious these days. "You can start right away? I'm rather good at multi-tasking." Which explained why, as he spoke, the tip of his wand touched the injured leg of the puppy and healed the fracture.
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As Lachlan looked up from her work, the female half of the Hufflepuff prefect spoke and plucked out a few blinks out of him.
Kids were so curious these days. "You can start right away? I'm rather good at multi-tasking." Which explained why, as he spoke, the tip of his wand touched the injured leg of the puppy and healed the fracture.
Arya's attention was torn between the professor, the puppy, and the questions swarming around in her mind. Not that her mind wasn't always torn, but thankfully she was old enough now to not let them distract her so much.
She eased back in her seat as she focused on the man. Hmm. "My first question is about the creatures here. I used to care for three creatures that aren't here anymore cause they're all grown up. And since they are, I was hoping to get assigned another." She tilted her head to the side. "Unless your not assigning them to students, then I guess I can just care for them all." And she would, but she wanted to know how HE did things first, see?
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Pogrebins. Unless he was mistaken (and Lachlan doubted he was) Eino seemed to be awfully prone to think everything was a Pogrebin. Hadn't he thought the answer to one of Rosamund's riddles was a Pogrebin, too? At least, though, he supposed he could SEE why he'd come to that dedution. "Pogrebins look like rocks, not trees..." Not that Eino was listening. He was going on about some other things and Lachlan tried not to grin--and failed.
Wait. Well... "What would YOU like to do with them, Eino? I can think of several things to do with them," Like sending them to Lily; surely she'd find something useful to do with them. Some potion, or something. "But I'm not sure you'd like my options."
Well of course pogrebins looked like rocks! Eino had devoted all his life to the study of pogrebins, from the art of deciphering a true pogrebin from an ordinary rock to the actual capture and proper disposal. He considered himself a true pogrebin expert even though he had only ever seen one and it was already captured. Nevertheless, he trusted his expertise. "Some rocks are mossy, though!" Eino reputed, with what he thought to be a breakthrough in the study of pogrebins. The pogrebins could have been trying to disguise themselves to seem harmless and then attack!
"What are your options?" Eino asked suspiciously, squinting his eyes? He had read of a popular dish which included roasted fairy eggs and he suspected the professor wanted to try it. Where was the sphinx anyway? Very suspicious. "I," he began with the same emphasis the professor had put on "you" when addressing him and pointing to his chest, "would like to make them a wee little home so that they might grow big and flutter away one day." He had no intention of keeping them after they hatched but to release them into the wild, probably somewhere on the grounds close to the forbidden forest. Or perhaps the professor knew of a better, more friendly, location for fairies to inhabit. "May I?" He didn't know how, but he could read about it.
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Kurumi eyed the jar that Eino had brought in and wondered just what sort of mischief her friend had gotten himself into when that was answer for her. Fairy Eggs?! Kurumi’s eyes widened and there was an obvious sparkle there, but she hadn’t come to discuss what Eino had found. She had come to try and figure out why Walnut was insisting on peeing in everyone’s shoes. He especially seemed prone to pee in Josh’s for whatever reason.
“That may be a good idea,” Kurumi nodded looking at the cat laying on her lap. Walnut, however, was ignoring the conversation between his Mistress and Non-Mango Man due to the sudden appearance of a certain Ravenclaw boy who had tried to throw him out the window last term thinking he could deliver letters. Yeah, WE remember YOU pasty AND what you did to your potted plant-thing. Walnut’s tail began to swish back and forth in agitation. “I am afraid his disposition has been a bit, um, high and mighty recently. I…I think I spoil him too much.” She patted Walnut’s head and was oblivious to his eyes narrowing at Eino. “I think he needs a male role model in his life.” That is, if it were possible for a munchkin cat to look up to a wizard. “Just…” she covered the cat’s ears. “Don’t say anything about his legs. He is especially sensitive about them.”
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Arya's attention was torn between the professor, the puppy, and the questions swarming around in her mind. Not that her mind wasn't always torn, but thankfully she was old enough now to not let them distract her so much.
She eased back in her seat as she focused on the man. Hmm. "My first question is about the creatures here. I used to care for three creatures that aren't here anymore cause they're all grown up. And since they are, I was hoping to get assigned another." She tilted her head to the side. "Unless your not assigning them to students, then I guess I can just care for them all." And she would, but she wanted to know how HE did things first, see?
As Arya thought over whatever questions she may have had and then proceeded to voice them, Lachlan carefully began to wrap the previously fractured leg of the puppy with a white bandage. The bones had already healed, but the leg had to be treated with delicacy for the following twenty four hours.
"I didn't think it would be necessary to assign them to anyone," Lachlan mused calmly, "You are free to adopt one of them," Or several, if she wished, "And take care of it. Naming it, too, would be nice."
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Well of course pogrebins looked like rocks! Eino had devoted all his life to the study of pogrebins, from the art of deciphering a true pogrebin from an ordinary rock to the actual capture and proper disposal. He considered himself a true pogrebin expert even though he had only ever seen one and it was already captured. Nevertheless, he trusted his expertise. "Some rocks are mossy, though!" Eino reputed, with what he thought to be a breakthrough in the study of pogrebins. The pogrebins could have been trying to disguise themselves to seem harmless and then attack!
"What are your options?" Eino asked suspiciously, squinting his eyes? He had read of a popular dish which included roasted fairy eggs and he suspected the professor wanted to try it. Where was the sphinx anyway? Very suspicious. "I," he began with the same emphasis the professor had put on "you" when addressing him and pointing to his chest, "would like to make them a wee little home so that they might grow big and flutter away one day." He had no intention of keeping them after they hatched but to release them into the wild, probably somewhere on the grounds close to the forbidden forest. Or perhaps the professor knew of a better, more friendly, location for fairies to inhabit. "May I?" He didn't know how, but he could read about it.
His options? Lachlan's smile turned a touch wry, but he opted to not reply to the boy's question. He didn't answer right away, focusing instead on finishing bandaging the dog's leg. When he finished, he absently stroke his head.
Personally, MacFusty didn't think it very wise for the boy to grow attached to the fairy eggs; but it was not his place to ask the boy whether his sensitivities would be hurt when the fairies decided they didn't like him anymore and traded the home the boy had made for them for the forbidden forest. "I don't see why you shouldn't." He stood up, and used his wand to summon a small, and slightly dusty book from the shelf nearby. "This book will tell you all you need to know about fairies, so do acquainting yourself with it would be very good idea."
Taking care of it would be, too, but Lachlan figured that given how Eino was a Ravenclaw, that part went without saying.
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Kurumi eyed the jar that Eino had brought in and wondered just what sort of mischief her friend had gotten himself into when that was answer for her. Fairy Eggs?! Kurumi’s eyes widened and there was an obvious sparkle there, but she hadn’t come to discuss what Eino had found. She had come to try and figure out why Walnut was insisting on peeing in everyone’s shoes. He especially seemed prone to pee in Josh’s for whatever reason.
“That may be a good idea,” Kurumi nodded looking at the cat laying on her lap. Walnut, however, was ignoring the conversation between his Mistress and Non-Mango Man due to the sudden appearance of a certain Ravenclaw boy who had tried to throw him out the window last term thinking he could deliver letters. Yeah, WE remember YOU pasty AND what you did to your potted plant-thing. Walnut’s tail began to swish back and forth in agitation. “I am afraid his disposition has been a bit, um, high and mighty recently. I…I think I spoil him too much.” She patted Walnut’s head and was oblivious to his eyes narrowing at Eino. “I think he needs a male role model in his life.” That is, if it were possible for a munchkin cat to look up to a wizard. “Just…” she covered the cat’s ears. “Don’t say anything about his legs. He is especially sensitive about them.”
Insult the cat's legs and you WILL wake up with pee in your shoes and other places.
Lachlan really tried to not chuckle at Kurumi's warnings; not because he didn't believe her, but because he did. Cats and kneazles in general were usually not his choice of creature, but proud and intelligent as they were, he admired them in his own way. They were also pretty hilarious.
Carefully, he moved toward the Gryffindor girl, got down on one knee to be at the same eye-level as the feline, and in a very formal voice, he said, "How would you feel about starting over, your highness?"
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[COLOR=Brown] Lachlan really tried to not chuckle at Kurumi's warnings; not because he didn't believe her, but because he did. Cats and kneazles in general were usually not his choice of creature, but proud and intelligent as they were, he admired them in his own way. They were also pretty hilarious.
Carefully, he moved toward the Gryffindor girl, got down on one knee to be at the same eye-level as the feline, and in a very formal voice, he said, "How would you feel about starting over, your highness?"
Kurumi couldn't help but cock her head to the side when she heard Professor MacFusty chuckle. He would learn soon enough that Walnut was more than just the average kitty. He had enough personality in him to make up two dozen litters of kittens really.
Walnut purred softly at the manner in which he had just been addressed. Yes...he liked THAT very much. It would have been better if the man had bowed though. Bowed and offered him some thinly sliced tuna. Walnut let out a rather loud HUFF through his nose to indicate that he would consider the offer - not that he 100% percent agreed with it. He needed tuna for such special offers.
"S-Should I leave him with you now then? Come back in a few days time?" Kurumi looked down at Walnut a little saddened. She didn't really want to leave her cat despite all the trouble he was causing in the dorms. A night in the dormitory without him just seemed...wrong and made the bright crimson seem dull.
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His options? Lachlan's smile turned a touch wry, but he opted to not reply to the boy's question. He didn't answer right away, focusing instead on finishing bandaging the dog's leg. When he finished, he absently stroke his head.
Personally, MacFusty didn't think it very wise for the boy to grow attached to the fairy eggs; but it was not his place to ask the boy whether his sensitivities would be hurt when the fairies decided they didn't like him anymore and traded the home the boy had made for them for the forbidden forest. "I don't see why you shouldn't." He stood up, and used his wand to summon a small, and slightly dusty book from the shelf nearby. "This book will tell you all you need to know about fairies, so do acquainting yourself with it would be very good idea."
Taking care of it would be, too, but Lachlan figured that given how Eino was a Ravenclaw, that part went without saying.
Eino's eyes widened when the Professor allowed him take care of the fairy eggs. If only the Professor knew that he had accidentally killed every single pet he had ever owned. Good thing there wasn't a record for this. Well, his mother kept one, but there wasn't a legal record of it, which was relieving. The worst part about it was that Eino never realized they were dead or had died. Maybe it would be different this time?
He hugged the jar very tightly with one arm and snatched the book from the Professor without a second thought. He flipped through the first few pages, and yes, it had illustrations. Good. It seemed to be a book intended for fairy breeders with a beginning chapter on prenatal care, which included the building of the nest, to the requirements of the birth location, and so on. It already seemed harder than Eino had anticipated, but this didn't discourage him. "Thank you, Professor! I will read every single word and apply them to my practices!" He said over enthusiastically with a grin from ear to ear. "I will report to you periodically!" He said as he got. "I suppose I am off now, I have much to do! Thanks again!" He said the last two words as he waved with the book on his hand and left the office.
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As Arya thought over whatever questions she may have had and then proceeded to voice them, Lachlan carefully began to wrap the previously fractured leg of the puppy with a white bandage. The bones had already healed, but the leg had to be treated with delicacy for the following twenty four hours.
"I didn't think it would be necessary to assign them to anyone," Lachlan mused calmly, "You are free to adopt one of them," Or several, if she wished, "And take care of it. Naming it, too, would be nice."
Arya watched him wrap the puppy's leg with a bit of detached interest. The professor had all her attention now. "Really? Thanks! Awesome." Arya grinned, visibly excited. She would be doing ALL of those things. Right after she finished speaking with the man.
"My next question is about... what I want to do after Hogwarts." She mused, considering her words carefully. "I'd like to work with creatures after graduating, winged horses I think, and I was wondering if you had any... suggestions or recommendations as to what I should do to make that happen." She shrugged dismissively, as if it wasn't a big deal when really, it WAS. It was her future they were now talking about. Her future that she didn't really care about until OWLs.
Stupid OWLs.
The prefect added belatedly, "And what I should take for OWLs."
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Kurumi couldn't help but cock her head to the side when she heard Professor MacFusty chuckle. He would learn soon enough that Walnut was more than just the average kitty. He had enough personality in him to make up two dozen litters of kittens really.
Walnut purred softly at the manner in which he had just been addressed. Yes...he liked THAT very much. It would have been better if the man had bowed though. Bowed and offered him some thinly sliced tuna. Walnut let out a rather loud HUFF through his nose to indicate that he would consider the offer - not that he 100% percent agreed with it. He needed tuna for such special offers.
"S-Should I leave him with you now then? Come back in a few days time?" Kurumi looked down at Walnut a little saddened. She didn't really want to leave her cat despite all the trouble he was causing in the dorms. A night in the dormitory without him just seemed...wrong and made the bright crimson seem dull.
MacFusty grinned openly at the cat's attitude, and offered it his hand for it to sniff - and get acquainted to the scent that clung to him; animals and magical creatures in general were sensitive when it came to smell, more so than humans. "How about I give him back to you next class?"
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Arya watched him wrap the puppy's leg with a bit of detached interest. The professor had all her attention now. "Really? Thanks! Awesome." Arya grinned, visibly excited. She would be doing ALL of those things. Right after she finished speaking with the man.
"My next question is about... what I want to do after Hogwarts." She mused, considering her words carefully. "I'd like to work with creatures after graduating, winged horses I think, and I was wondering if you had any... suggestions or recommendations as to what I should do to make that happen." She shrugged dismissively, as if it wasn't a big deal when really, it WAS. It was her future they were now talking about. Her future that she didn't really care about until OWLs.
Stupid OWLs.
The prefect added belatedly, "And what I should take for OWLs."
Lachlan waved Eino good-bye, and silently wondered if allowing the boy to keep the eggs had been a good idea. He pushed it out of his mind quickly, though, figuring that soon enough he'd get an answer to that particular question.
He'd almost forgotten that Arya was still there, and when he heard the girl's question, Lachlan did not answer right away. "With what kind of winged horses, exactly? Abraxans? Aethonans? Granians?" Almost as if an afterthought, the man added, "Thestrals?"
Privately, MacFusty thought that it was perhaps a bit late for her ask about her academical curriculum, as Lovegoods was already a fifth year. But he answered all the same. "Naturally, Care of Magical Creatures. Herbology, Potions and Charms are imperative, too."
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Lachlan waved Eino good-bye, and silently wondered if allowing the boy to keep the eggs had been a good idea. He pushed it out of his mind quickly, though, figuring that soon enough he'd get an answer to that particular question.
He'd almost forgotten that Arya was still there, and when he heard the girl's question, Lachlan did not answer right away. "With what kind of winged horses, exactly? Abraxans? Aethonans? Granians?" Almost as if an afterthought, the man added, "Thestrals?"
Privately, MacFusty thought that it was perhaps a bit late for her ask about her academical curriculum, as Lovegoods was already a fifth year. But he answered all the same. "Naturally, Care of Magical Creatures. Herbology, Potions and Charms are imperative, too."
"That's the thing... I don't know which kind." Arya chewed thoughtfully on her bottom lip. "I can't see Thestrals, so I can't really work with them?" At least that's what she assumed, though she did ride them first year. She'd wait to see what he said about it. "Maybe Abraxans... or one of the other two."
Her brow furrowed together as she paused to consider what other bits of information could be added. "The only ones I have any real experience with are Abraxans... and Thestrals from first year. I haven't worked much with Aethonans and Granians." The prefect was working on gaining experience with the others though, just in case she decided to work with them.
She made a mental note of the classes, and nodded her head. All classes she excelled in, which meant she didn't have to stress as much anymore. And maybe convince Treyen that she didn't need to study sooo much.
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