"Excuse me," Aphrodite said with a little loud on a corridor that (possibly) empty.

After making sure no one around her, Aphrodite still carrying his vacuum cleaner immediately pull her wand out. Of course it is very dangerous when vacuuming rubbish and litter when there're someone that got hit with it.

Once again she made sure no one was passing, and she said, "Vacavus," to the statue of Gregory the Smarmy.

As she predicted, all the dust is sucked into the vacuum cleaner of hers. She must immediately rushed to finish her first homework.

Jory decided this would be the last place he would be cleaning. This should do it for the homework, right? Plus he needed to finish the Herbology homework.

"Vacavus!'' the Puffer said, tapping the vacuum for maybe a zillionth time. He moves the hose over Gregory the Smarmy's statue. It was a bit dusty. He knew it held a secret passage and honestly, he would love to go down it sometime.

"I am a black hole,'' the boy muttered. "A giant back hole, sucking everything in.'' He grinned to himself as the hose went for the base of the statue. When he was done with that, he turned his attention to the floor where he vacuumed up some more dust.

"That should do it,'' Jory thought. He stopped the vacuum and headed back for the common room.

After spending the whole morning with her fellow female Ravenclaws talking just about pure randomness, Beezus decided it was time to do her second tea leaf reading of the day since it was nearing noon. She planned to hold it somewhere quiet but preferably not in a classroom and so when she reached the statue of Gregory the Smarmy, she immediately stopped. It was enough quiet here, all right. And the sunlight illuminating from the large windows provided the vicinity a relaxing glow.

Beezus pulled out her wand and tergeo'd the floor in front of her before she set her bag down and descended herself. Then she sat cross legged as she carefully fished out her thermos, teacup and box of chamomile tea from inside her bag.

Without waiting for the raven to turn white, she filled the cup with hot water and added in a teaspoon of tea leaves. She watched the substance dissolve in the water whilst she tried to clear her mind. Sadly, as she was more awake now than earlier, the whole mind-clearing attempt didn't go quite well. But she tried. She really did. It was just unfortunate that she couldn't though. Things were making going in and out of her head, especially what her and her girls have talked about earlier.

Sigh.

Girl brain was at work.

When the tea had cooled somewhat, the brunette then lifted it up and held it to her lips as she slowly sipped the calming, assuaging liquid. She was glad her mother sent her chamomile. It was actually her favorite tea flavor and she was thoroughly enjoying it right now. Yep, yep. But that did not stop a the nagging thought from invading her head. The one she and Elise had talked seriously about. What, they do have some serious topics.....sometimes. So, anyway. It was Quidditch-related. So....that will be her "question" for this reading then?

Oh, okay. Focus on that though. Focuuuuus.

Then came the three swirls of truth. The tea dregs haphazardly scattered about and stuck to the inside of the cup....in random places. After so, Beezus flipped the cup over on the saucer counted one to three with her breaths and turn it back over. She was getting really good with that whole cup-turning-over. Hmm. Maybe it will come in handy sometime.

Now, time to read.

Rim....Beezus narrowed her eyes, eyebrows forking as she stared hard at the tea residues. She could make out something that appeared like....it was a small creature that she couldn't very well identify but she was sure that it was....an insect. Yes. There was an insect in the book, right? ........................Okay. There it was. Small worry, hmm? Well...that one was true. There was really some anxiety issues brewing on at the current moment.

She jotted that down and moved on to the middle of the cup.

....where she saw........."Holy snitch. A goat." Yeeep. She definitely was seeing a goat. Lookit, there was it's stubby body and its horns. It even had a short mustache. Hehe. Yeah. She was sure it was a goat, okay? Only in a blue moon could she not have problems with looking for symbols so she was going to take that as a goat whether anyone else would disagree or not. And a goat means? The need to take action? ....That seemed like a perfect read too. Yes, they really needed to take action especially since their match against Slytherin was fast approaching.

Next, the base. Mmk. This one looked like a fruit. Kinda oblong-ish with spikey thinggies on top? ....Hmm. "Oh." Oh indeed. Why, it was actually identifying this one. A pineapple! Huzzah. Some quick textbook flippage here and...IT WAS A VERY GOOD SIGN. Oooooh. She liked that. So she hurriedly jotted everything down along with their corresponding meanings and her journal entry next to the one she had that morning.



With a smile on her face, she signed that journal entry before tucking it back with her things. She cleaned up the tea stuffs she used, slung her bag over her shoulder and got out of there.

She was actually excited what her reading for tonight was going to be like. But first, she needed lunch and she promised Dylan they were going to eat together so she hurried along.

Oakey didn't go far from the Ancient Runes Class, he picked up a brush from the table and filled an empty vial with some of the red paint that Botros had set aside for them to use. He moved along the Corridor until he came across the Smarmy Statue. He sat down beside it and took out his Gandr and a piece of parchment. He laid the Gandr and Red paint out on the parchment then dipped the brush into the vial of red paint.

He started to stroke the gandr with his brush spreading the paint across from it.
"Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho." Oakey kept on chanting this over and over as he painted his Whomping Willow Gandr. "Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz,Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho, Sowillo, Kenaz, Raidho. "

So ummm...He may have done two coats. he got caught up in his chanting and lost track of how much paint he used. Packing up, Oakey moved back to the Classroom.