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CoMC Final As you walk into the barnyard, you might be disturbed by the professor's slightly glazed look as he sits on a stool and stares off into the distance. The man snaps to, however, as soon as he sees you and offers you a soft smile and a friendly wave. Williamson waits for the rest of the class to arrive and then explains your final. As he is explaining, you notice the corral of new pygmy puffs (on temporary loan from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes) and the buffet table set up near the empty winged horse stalls. "First of all," the professor starts, "your task today is half practical and half theoretical. You're going to pick a pygmy puff you've never worked with before, select three of the foods for it to eat, and then document your process with discovering whether or not it will eat the foods. You will also describe the pygmy puff in detail and make an educated guess as to its gender, with reasoning behind your guess. "You last step is a short essay in which you explain how you would go underwater for some reason --- that part is up to you --- and you find yourself surrounded by grindylows. Write how you would handle the grindylows, keeping in mind what we learned about dangerous creatures and the spell we used in our first class of the year. Explain why you would react to a dangerous creature that way. Wrap up your essay and your final with a small conclusion about what you learned this year in Care of Magical Creatures and what you would like to learn next year." His spiel done, the professor gestured toward the pygmy puffs and then toward a stack of parchment and anti-cheating quills near his stool. "You may begin!" OOC Directions:
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TakemetotheBurrow.193889.Ella Bishop.1st YR. Hufflepuff Ella walked into the Barnyard and gave Professor Williamson an odd look. He seemed a bit out of it. The first year sincerely hoped things were okay with him but chalked it up to him having a long term or something. "Hi Professor!" She greeted happily, then went over to find a seat. Once seated, she waited for instructions, eager to get going. The young badger listened carefully as Professor Williamson started explaining the task for the final. Pygmy Puffs! They were working with Pygmy Puffs?! Ella felt a wide smile appear on her face and glanced over at the pen, wondering which puff she would pick. She also felt kind of bad, working with another puff besides Barny. She hoped the little guy wouldn't be jealous! Next the first year's attention fell on the table full of foods, suddenly feeling like it would be a struggle to not just inhale the sweets herself! She already had her eyes on a plate of cookies but tried to regain her composure. Pygmy puffs had to eat too! When the Professor had finished explaining the essay portion of the final and dismissed them, Ella hopped up and first brought some parchment and an anti-cheating quill back to her desk. That way she would be ready when it came time to write. Then she headed for the puff pen, excited to meet a new little friend. Approaching the pen, Ella eyed the puffs curiously, tilting her head to the side to get a better look. For some reason, this bunch didn't seem as impressive as the first she had been exposed to, maybe cause Barnabus was no longer there. Hmph. Continuing her search, Ella's wide eyes fell on a extremely fluffy bright green pygmy puff. The puff's size and attributes led Ella to belive it was a male and she had had great success with Barny so it seemed like a good choice. "Well hello there, you look like you're in need of a friend." Ella said to the puff, picking it up gently and placing it in the palm of her hand. "I'm Ella and you're...well I guess I need a name for you huh?" But what kind of name did this green puff deserve? Something as bright and attention grabbing as it was, that's for sure. "How about Green Machine? That's pretty awesome and it makes you sound tough. You like that?" The first year lightly tickeled the puff with her finger, causing it to squeak loudly. "I'll take that as a yes...Now lets go see what you eat!" With Green Machine on her shoulder, Ella approached the table that was filled with food and let her eyes wander. There was a lot to choose from and Ella wanted to get a good variety. She settled on purple grapes, a piece of bread, and a brownie and brought the items back to her seat, placing Green Machine down next to the food. "Alright, lets try a grape first." The first year picked up the grape and placed it directly in front of the green puff, watching it closely. The puff narrowed its eyes, gave the grape a serious look, and sent its tongue flying towards the food and bringing the grape to its mouth. "Whoa! That was like a frog move or something!" Like a frog catching a fly! SQUEAKKK SQUEAKKK! "So you liked that, huh? That's great!" Next came the bread which the first year placed in front of Green Machine, watching his reaction. This time, the puff rolled towards the bread but no tongue came out to try it. SQUEAK. "What's the matter, Green Machine? You don't eat bread?" Which was weird cause Ella loved bread...all food actually. "Okay, well here, I'll take this and you try some brownie instead." At the mere sight of the chocolatey treat, the puff started to go crazy. SQUEAKKK SQUEAKKK SQUEAKK! "Whoa! Settle down now, it's coming." Ella placed the brownie in front of the puff and watched in shock as the entire thing was devoured by the creature. O__O "Uh Green Machine...you really are a machine! An eating machine, that is." Apparently brownies were on the like list. "Alright, well since you like brownies so much, I'll grab you an extra if you promise to eat quietly, I have some stuff to write...that means no monkeying around." With that, Ella grabbed an extra brownie for the little guy and pulled her parchment and no cheating quill forward. SPOILER!!: Essay Portion |
(Squishy ♥ 76092) Amelia Reinhart, 7th Year Hufflepuff Amelia wasn't too sure how this final would go for her because she had spent the whole night studying and was now exhausted. What if she collapsed in the middle of it? Personally, if she had to fall asleep in the middle of this, she preferred doing it in the theory portion so she wouldn't faceplant on the ground or crush a poor little Pygmy Puff. She kinda wanted to work with Pixie for this portion, but she supposed it was okay not to when Pixie was up in her Dorm. At least her girl wouldn't be offended that Amelia had befriended someone else while she was around. D: Pixie would never know unless she sensed another Puff on her later. Deciding that now was as good time as any to do this, Amelia slowly approached the pen and looked inside to see the little Pygmy Puffs. Oooh. So many cute balls of fluff. But which one to choose? D: She scanned all he Puffs until she reached a blue one. "I am going to call you Bluie because I am not original." She picked the little Puff up and smiled. *SQUEAK* Hopefully that was a yes to the name, and not a sign of distaste. "Well, it's simple and will work with whatever gender you are." Which was something that she was going to determine now. She looked over her Puff carefully and the fact that the blue wasn't very bright was one indicator of the Puff's gender. As was the fact that it felt and sounded like Pixie. "It looks like you are a female." She seemed to be good at picking out girl Puffs. "That's one part done, now it's just the food part." And speaking of which... With the Puff placed on her shoulder now, she made her way over to the table and looked at the different food items. The first thing that was to be tried was the muffins, but when she tried feeding some to the Puff, it made what she imagined to be a disgusted look. *SQUEAK SQUEAK* "Okay, okay. We'll find you something else..." But what? :/ Amelia scanned the table and saw that there were a lot of grapes on it. Shrugging, she picked one up and offered it to her new buddy. Bluie stared at it for a few moments and then ate it. Which was a good thing... but she didn't seem too thrilled about it either. "So it's not like Pixie and potatoes or cupcake icing." But at least it was better than the look of disgust. Lastly, she picked up what looked like berries in cream. She picked some cream up with her finger and offered it to Bluie. This was met with the enthusiasm that reminded her of Pixie with her favourite foods. *SQUUUUUEAK* Bluie was licking up all the cream from her finger, and when the Puff was done she started to bounce as she squeaked some more. Amelia giggled. Clearly Bluie liked the cream a lot... maybe Puffs liked dairy? Amelia petted Bluie a bit, keeping the Puff on her shoulder, and then determined that it was probably time for her to do the written part of the final. "You be a good girl while I work, Bluie!" Or she wouldn't get anymore cream! That was if Professor Williamson would allow Bluie to have more cream. She began to write now: SPOILER!!: le essay |
FireboltAvis88/170888/Alyssa Potter/3rd Year Hufflepuff Alyssa entered the barnyard and noticed the Professor sitting on a stool and staring into space. However, when he saw her enter he smiled at her and waved. Alyssa listened as the Professor as he gave them instructions on what they would be required to do for the practical portion of their finals. Once he was done, Alyssa went over to the corral, leaned down and looked down before picking up a bright purple Pygmy Puff. It kept making low pitched squeaking sounds to the other Pygmy Puffs, and some responded back in higher pitch squeaks. Alyssa noticed that those that did, were fluffier than hers and weren't so brightly colored. They also tended to be bigger too. "It's either I picked the runt of the litter, or you are a male my friend,"Alyssa whispered to the puff that she had picked. "Okay first things first. I'm going to call you, Fonzie, if that is okay with you."Alyssa said to her little friend. The Pygmy Puff seemed to agree with her because it bumped its nose against hers. Then Alyssa walked over to the stack of parchment paper and anti-cheating quills, picked up a parchment and quill before sitting down, playing with Fonzie for a couple of minutes before getting up. "Okay let's start with the first part of the practical." Alyssa told Fonzie as she walked over to the buffet table, where a large spread of various dishes had been laid out. Looking at the food made Alyssa hungry, but she knew that she would have to squelch down her hunger for now and just select the food that she believed Fonzie would eat. Picking up an empty plate, Alyssa leaned over and filled her plate with grapes, salad and some strawberry pudding. Then she found a place to sit on a bale of hay before placing the plate of food on the ground and cuddling Fonzie in her hand. "Hello there, my name's Alyssa. I know that we've never met before but I hope that by the time I'm done with this assignment, that I'll have learnt a lot more about you."Alyssa whispered to her hairy friend. According to Professor Williamson, she had to figure out what Fonzie liked to eat. She placed Fonzie on the ground for a second, while trying to balance the plate next to her. Then she picked up the parchment and quill and got ready to start the practical, but when she looked up she discovered that the Fonzie had rolled all the way to the other side of the barnyard. Alyssa quickly chased after him, picked him up and returned to where her things lay and the plate of food. Holding Fonzie, Alyssa started documenting what he liked to eat. “Okay, let’s see whether you like eating grapes,”Alyssa said to Fonzie. She broke off bits of the grape and fed the first one to the puff. It first sniffed it, then licked it before curling its tongue around the grape bit and pulled it into its mouth. Now that she knew that Fonzie liked grapes, Alyssa fed it a few more, before moving on to next food that she had selected, which was salad. She picked up a salad green and tore it into smaller bits and fed it to Fonzie. Fonzie first licked the dressing off the salad green, looked up at Alyssa before, sticking its long tongue out and pulling the rest of the salad green into its mouth. Once the puff was done chewing, Fonzie immediately stuck out its tongue like as if it was begging for more and squeaked. SQUEAK! SQUEAK! SQUEAK! Alyssa laughed and fed Fonzie more lettuce before moving on to the last type of food she had picked to feed it, which was the Strawberry Pudding. Alyssa stuck her finger into the pudding and scooped it up and placed her finger in front of Fonzie. Fonzie’s long tongue flew out and curled around Alyssa’s finger and tried to pull it into its mouth along with the Strawberry Pudding. “Whoa there!! My finger is not for eating. Let’s try feeding this to you another way without getting my finger slimed, ”Alyssa laughed looking down at Fonzie. She moved the plate of food closer to it and let Fonzie sniff the pudding. Again, without even a moment’s hesitation, Fonzie’s tongue flew out, curled around the pudding, and slurped every bit of it up. Then noticing that there were more grapes and salad leaves on the plate, it proceeded to sweep its tongue around the other food and pulled each one into its mouth until the plate was empty. “Oh my, you are definitely hungry aren’t you. Well I tell you what, once I’m done with my Finals, I will see whether there’s anymore food left, and if there is, I’ll get more for you ear. Now you need to sit quietly in my pocket while I finish up the rest of my Finals. ” Alyssa whispered to Fonzie before tucking it back securely into her robes pocket and picking up her quill began writing on the parchment. SPOILER!!: The Essays |
sweetpinkpixie/119181/Kurumi Hollingberry/5th/Gryffindor Having somehow overslept, which was very unlike the Gryffindor, Kurumi sprinted down to the barnyard for her Care of Magical Creatures final with a heavy heart. She really didn't want the term to come to an end...for several reasons. The one in the foreground was having to spend an entire summer away from magical creatures. It was always hard doing so, but this summer would be especially so. It had been the first time in a long time that she had had a proper year of lessons on the subject, and she really didn't want to say good bye to Professor Williamson - even if it was just for the summer. Kurumi waved, rather awkwardly mind you, at Professor Williamson as she took her place in the barnyard and listened to the instructions for the final. More pygmy puffs? Kurumi thought that Professor Williamson was more of a dragon and winged creature person, but he sure seemed to like the small fluffy variety of creatures. Kurumi frowned just a bit. She was rather hoping to be able to work with Momotaro II again. She was missing that pygmy puff a lot. Frowning just a little, Kurumi walked over to the herd of pygmy puffs and stuck her hand in to wait for one to come to her. After a few moments, a VERY fluffy rosy colored on hopped into her hand and began to make soft humming noises. It reminded her of Momotaro...and Momotaro II...maybe she would call this one Momotaro II? Sounded good to the Gryffindor. Placing the little guy (or gal) on her shoulder, Kurumi walked over to the buffet and examined the food. Momotaro II had only eaten sugar, shrimp, and sort of pumpkin soup. She was rather curious as to whether or not the one she currently had felt the same about these items, and quickly selected them before taking a seat and setting the pygmy puff on her lap, patting its head for a moment to gain some more skinship before proceeding. It needed to feel comfortable around her or else her results would be skewed. She spoke to it for a few minutes, just to let it get used to the sound of her voice, and when the little guy had stopped shivering, Kurumi knew that it was alright for her to proceed. First up, the sugar cubes. Taking one in the palm of her hand, Kurumi held it out for the pygmy puff to sniff and do whatever it wanted to. It hopped onto her hand and pressed its face against the cube, squeaking several times, and then eventually gave it a lick with its tongue. The creatures tongue quickly recoiled back into its mouth and a sort of low hissing noise came from it. Nope...not a fan of the sugar. "S-S-S-S-Sorry," she stammered, banishing the sugar cube and reaching for some cooked shrimp, which he eagerly gobbled up. Hmm...perhaps her theory about colorization had some truth in it? Kurumi jotted down a few more notes, Kurumi nervously pushed the bowl of pumpkin soup towards the pygmy puff and braced for impact. Which, fortunately (?), never happened. Momotaro III didn't seem to have the same inkling towards the liquid. Not that Kurumi really minded this. She didn't want to have to bathe the pygmy puff in the middle of the final because he decided to take a swim. It did, however, lap some of the soup up with its tongue, squeaking and bouncing afterwards. Jotting down some last minute notes on the food situation, Kurumi grabbed one more shrimp and fed it to Momotaro III before setting to do the...more awkward part of the assignment. Finding out the gender. Kurumi really did not want to actually touch that part of the pygmy puff again if she could help it. Once was enough and it had been traumatizing. So, she was going to venture a guess using the others gender definitions. It certainly was a lot fluffier than some of the others, and Kurumi supposed that its coloring was rather bright. It certainly wasn't a dark color, but it wasn't neon either. Somewhere in the middle, perhaps this implied adolescence? Something else to think about at least. Kurumi noted a few more differences on her parchment, studying the pygmy puff after each sentence she wrote, and then plopped it back on her shoulder while she turned around towards the table so she could work on the theoretical part of the exam. SPOILER!!: Kurumi's theoretical Returning her quill to her bag, Kurumi gathered up her things and returned Momotaro III, waving good bye to him before handing in her parchment to Professor Williamson - who seemed rather out of it. Having done so, Kurumi took one last look at the area before heading back up towards the castle. |
FearlessLeader19/63698/Jory Stonewall/third/Hufflepuff Jory listened to the Professor's instructions carefully. Another year was almost done. He was looking forward to summer. He headed over to collect a pygmy puff. The third year stood looking at them all for a while before he decided on a bright green one. It was extremely fluffy. He reached out and gently took it into his hand, as he did so the Puff squeaked. "Hey there, little guy,'' Jory said patting the Puff. "We're going to be working together today. I hope you don't mind if I call you Furry.'' With Furry in his hand, Jory headed over to the food laden table. He plucked a grape from the cluster and held it to Furry who was now riding on his shoulder. Instantly, it was in the puff's mouth. "So you love grapes,'' Jory said as he selected something else. "So do I.'' He held up a piece of potato. Furry seemed to be taking a good look at it or even sniffing it. But then it just turned away. "Not a fan of potato,'' Jory said to himself looking around for the third food item. He scooped up a bit of pudding onto two of his fingers. Instantly, Furry's tongue was licking up all of it. "Loves pudding,'' Jory said scooping up some more for the Puff as a treat. "Squeak!'' Fluffy said and began having the second set of pudding. Finished with this part of the practical, Jory sat on the ground cross legged, and with Fluffy still on his shoulder and armed with an anti cheating quill, he began to write. SPOILER!!: Essays |
nups21/171541/Ira Wilson/2nd/Gryffindor Ira entered the barnyard for her CoMC final, feeling all sweaty. Rubbing her hands together, Ira could literally feel her nervousness. She wondered what they would be doing. She smiled at Professor and greeted, "Hello Professor.." He seemed a bit absent minded, which in a way was good, because maybe he won’t notice if she would go wrong somewhere. Hehe… The second year listened carefully as Professor Williamson started explaining the task for the final and gave instructions. Yes! Pygmy Puffs! She loved Pygmy Puffs! Ira grinned widely and glanced over at the pen, wondering which puff she would pick. Pink one? Or grayish one? Or the maroon one? She went inside and stood there looking at them all for a while before deciding on a nice little purple one. It was so cute! She reached out and gently took it into her hand. And the Puff squeaked! Squeak! Squeak! "Awww!'' Ira exclaimed. “Hi beautiful! We can be friends today right!!” she said and softly cuddled it. “So what to call you? Fuzzy? Or Squeaky? Or something else?” Ira playfully asked it. It seemed to be a female. Because its squeak was high pitched. So she began pondering over girly names. And then she got a name! “You’ll be my Bela, won’t you?” she asked with a big smile. So Bela it was. Then Ira’s attention fell on the food table. So much food! Ira’s tummy slightly growled at the sight. But she somehow controlled herself, reminding herself that it was all for the cute little pygmy puff, Bela. Grapes, Muffins, cupcakes, salad… there were so many things! Ira wondered what to feed Bela. Maybe it would like muffins as she did? So she broke the muffin into pieces and took a small piece on her finger and held it in front of Bela. But nope, it didn’t seem interested in it. So cross off muffins. Now for some berries. She took a small berry and held it in front of it. It came a little forward and nibbled at it slightly. It was little interested in that. Then she tried pudding. But nope, it was rejected too. “It seems that you’re a very choosy little puff, right?” she chided it. But what else to feed? Grapes! Yup, that might be good. So, she broke off bits of the grape and fed the first one to the puff. It first sniffed it, then licked it before gulping down the grape piece. So that meant Bela liked grapes! Huh! Now came some bread which the second year placed in front of it, and waited for its reaction. This time, the puff inched forward a little but still didn’t try it. “No bread! No muffin! No berries! So what do you actually like??" Because Ira loved the brownies and muffins. “So is it only veggies for you, like grapes and this salad maybe…” she said, extending her finger, having some sald. And Bela immediately gulped it down! So her theory was true. The pygmy puff liked only veggies, or rather the healthy stuff. Unlike her…. Finished with this part of the practical, Ira sat on the ground, placing Bela besides her with some grape pieces and salad in front of it. Then grabbing a blank parchment and anti-cheating quill, Ira began her essay: SPOILER!!: Essays |
jujune29th; 196269; Sophie Campbell; First year; Hufflepuff Sophie was excited about the CoMC final. She had never had troubles with exams and whatnot back at her muggle school, and was looking forward to Hogwarts exams, since she knew some of them would consist on a practical part. "Hello, professor!" She smiled at him when she entered the barnyard. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the Pygmy Puffs. They were working with them again?? YAY! Sophie was even more excited now! She listened closely as professor Williamson gave the instructions. That didn't sound difficult! Sophie went over to where the small creatures were and chose a bright orange Pygmy Puff this time. It looked really pretty! "Hey there, little one! You're coming with me!" She walked back to her spot, staring at the orange ball of fluff. It was adorable and really fluffy. Even fluffier than Lavender. "Bright orange... extremely fluffy... you must be a boy then!" Sophie told the Pygmy Puff as if it could understand her. "Let's see what you like to eat, mister!" Walking up to the table, Sophie remembered that Lavender was more into sweet foods, so she decided to try the same thing with... Orange Fluff. She looked around and grabbed a muffin. "Try this, Fluff!" She put the muffin in front of Orange Fluff and watched him sniffing it. ADORABLE, just like Lavender! Sophie's smile widened as Orange Fluff ate the whole muffin! "You seem to be hungry! Here, try this!" She now offered some grapes. The Pygmy Puff didn't even sniff the fruits and swallowed them whole. "Geesh, calm down, Orange Fluff! There's enough food here!" Sophie was impressed. This little creature was either really hungry or was a disguised ostrich! "Now thi-- CALM DOWN!" She wasn't even able to offer him anything else, the Puff had used his really long tongue to scoop some of the whipped cream from a pie. Sophie's eyes widened as she pulled Orange Fluff away from the table. She gave Orange Fluff some chips as watched it eat everything. "I think you're good now." She added walking further away from the table. Sophie sat down and put Orange Fluff next to her. "You stay here while I , Orange Fluff!" She told it, doubting that the Pygmy Puff would obey her. While writing, Sophie checked to see if the creature was still next to her. Text Cut: Parchment |
ameliah_longbottom : 10972720 : Ameliah McIntyre : 1st Year : Ravenclaw Ameliah nodded. Simple. Sh walked over to the cute little furballs. OMIGOSH?! "This one!" she decided on a particularly cute purple one. The little puff spun around happily, wanting to be chosen. She picked her up. "Hi girlie," she could tell it was a girl because it was bigger, duller-colored, and less fluffy than some of the others, "I'm Ameliah! I''l be experimenting on you!" She thoughtfully looked at her. She needs a name... "I'll call you... Pitz!!" Yeah. It's creative. Ameliah walked to the food, Pitz on her shoulder, sniffing her curiously. She took a deep breath. Ameliah started with a few slices of banana. The puff looked at it, then the red-head witch. SQUEEEAK she complained. "Alright, alright, we'll find something else." She then selected the raison bread. Pitz sniffed it, then looked at it in a would-be disgusted sort of face. Ameliah groaned. "You are so picky!" she sighed. "Last resort." She the picked up the one thing she knew no puff could resist-- a brownie. Pitz started to freak out! SQUEEE!! SQUEEE!! She ran down Ameliah's arm and onto the brwonie, devouring it happily. "Guess you're a sweets girl like me!" She grabbed another (small) brownie to keep Pitz content while she wrote the essay. Text Cut: ESSAY TIME!!!! |
Anna Banana; 85591; Sierra Greingoth; 4th; Sytherin So they were working with Pygmy Puffs today. Yippy Skippy... Sierra chose one she'd never worked with before and carried it with her to the stash of food. It honestly didn't matter which foods she chose, as all she'd really done before, in that one class earlier in the term, was try and pry the Puff off someone else's hair. Nevertheless, she chose a crescent roll, a grape, and a strawberry covered in whipped cream. Sierra plopped the Puff onto her shoulder and headed back to her work area, food in hand. Once she'd deposited the food onto the desk, she gave her Puff a good look. It was purple and extra fluffy. She stared into its eyes and tried to figure out if it was a girl or a boy. She couldn't really tell right now, so she just shrugged and picked up the grape. She then proceeded to put the Puff on one side of the desk and the grape on the other. She then sat back to see what the Puff would do. Nothing was the answer. Well, it may have stared at the grape a bit, trying to decide whether or not it liked it, but she guessed in the end the creature decided it didn't. When a good ten minutes passed and the Puff still seemed disinterested, Sierra put the grape off to the side then reached for the crescent roll. Again, she sat back and watched. At least the Puff made an effort to cross the table, even if it did take it a good five minutes to do so. Rolling her eyes, Sierra mumbled at the Puff under her breath. "What a lazy pig," she said. Sierra couldn't blame the Puff there. Crescent rolls were bland. Finally, Sierra placed the strawberry with whipped cream at the other end of the table. You'd have thought the Puff's fur was on fire or something. It dashed across the desk as if the doors to Macy's had finally opened on the day after Thanksgiving. Once it reached the strawberry, it dived straight onto it, picking away at it as fast as its little Puffy mouth could go. Sierra actually starting laughing under her breath a little. Weird little guy... Yes, guy. She'd decided this Puff was a boy. Why? Well, duh. It was a lazy pig, it was a picky eater, and when it did decide to eat something, it ate it like a hog. Done with this portion of the final, Sierra returned the Puff then sat down to write her essay. Text Cut: Essay Finished. WOOT! Sierra gathered all the materials belonging to her, turned in her essay, and then left the room. |
CassiopeiaAKTF / 96645 / Daichi Katharos / 3th Slytherin Daichi was a bit reluctant to go to the CoMC final. He felt stupid at how he had behaved the previous lesson and the Slytherin could not help the embarrassed blush on his cheeks as he entered the barnyard. The look on his face could be described as anxiousness as he looked around for a sign of any....danger.... His eyes landed on the Professor who was seated on a chair with a somewhat dazed expression. Was everything alright with him? It wasn't the first time he had seen the man dazing off in to space during a lesson. But just as he was about to ask if he was fine the man smiled and waved making Daichi feel somewhat relieved. But not completely. If a Skrewt or any other fire breathing creature showed up he was out of here! A loud squacking noise some to his left caught his attention and as he turned he saw the Pygmy Puffs. And after listening to the instructions the anxious look on his face faded away and turned in to one with joy. He loved Pygmy Puffs! Not as much as Ducks but Prefect Pymy Girl had been right, they were lovable. The Slytherin rushed over to the Puffs that were squacking away. He picked a bright lime green colored Puff and placed it on his shoulder. The Puff didn't like being on his shoulder and continued to climb upon the top of his head, making Daichi smile broadly before he headed towards the table with the delicious looking food. His mouth watered at the sight and...the Professor wouldn't mind if he took a bite as well right? There was enough! Turning to look at Williamson he quickly stuffed his mouth with a piece of muffin and quickly ate it. Okay, now he had to pick three kinds of food for his Puff that he decided to call Dhany. Daichi grabbed another muffin, a piece of lettuce and a grape. Holding the ingredients in his hands and Dhany sitting on the top of his head, Daichi made his way towards an empty table and placed the food down. He opened up his notebook and after he managed to place Dhany on the table as well he began to take notes. He remembered that the bright colored Puffs were usually classified as males. Because his Ducky Duck had a grey color and was a female. And now he looked better he thought that this Puff was fluffier. Daichi grabbed the grape and slowly reached with his hand to feed Dhany. The Puff was looking the other way however and did not seem to notice the grape. "Dhany..here" The puff turned around to look at him and before he had time to retreat his hand, Dhany had already jumped on it. It was clutching on his hand as if his life depended on it and began to eat from the grape. Well... atleast he liked it? Dhany was still holding on on his hand even after he finished up his grape. The Slytherin tried to shake him off but it didn't work. With a loud sigh, Daichi decided to continue giving the food to it. Next was the muffin. He tore off a piece and showed it to the Puff who began to sniff on it before he turned away with a loud humming sound. Okaaaay... no muffin. HEH more for him~ Daichi ate the muffin himself and with a mouthful he took the piece of lettuce from the table. Dhany eyed the lettuce and began to nibble on it as if it had never tried this piece of food before and didn't know wether it was good or not. It didn't take long before Dhany decided that the lettuce was good and as he wrapped his little legs tighter around Daichi's hand he ate the lettuce with a rapid speed. SPOILER!!: essay Daichi smiled at his essay and placed the table. Now he needed to try and get Dhany off of his hand. "Dhany~ i like you too but..." The Slytherin bit his lower lip as the Puff was still clutching on his hand and looked at him with those cute adorable eyes. "Okay..but be quiet" Daichi whispered and walked to the other puffs and PRETENDED to place Dhany with them. But in reality he was hiding the Puff under his robe and trying to keep is face straight, the Slytherin gave the Professor his essay and bowed. "Thank you for the ...some great...some horrible lessons this year Professor~" he said with quickly and with on last bow he rushed out of the barnyard with a humming bright colored pygmy puff hidden inside his robe. mwahahha! |
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