They got to feed these things? O_O

Lux was honestly torn on if she wanted to do this or not. On one hand, the Professor had reassured her a little by saying that the really dangerous plants were asleep. But on the other hand, rats were disgusting and this 'feed' turned her stomach. "Yuck."

Making a face, she picked up a bit of meat and headed towards the fanged geraniums. Tossing the food at one of the plants, it SNAPPED!!! it up in no time.

O_______O

"This is like feeding a pet," she said aloud to no one in particular.

Caleb was going to try his absolute best to NOT get bitten or anything like that, so he took a small piece of steak and headed over to the plants. He was a pretty good shot because of his chasing and stuff last term in Quidditch, so he figured he was going to be able to toss it in easily.

"Here, little plant!" he called, walking over to one of the piranha plants. It seemed harmless enough, and once it smelled him approaching with the steak, it perked up and it's mouth opened.

One, two...three! He tossed it in, and the plant caught it expertly. Nice! That was kind of fun, he thought as he watched it munch on the yummy steak.

They just happened to be here at feeding time... oh how perfect... Bryant's face paled a touch when he found out that they'd be feeding the flesh-eaters. He really didn't like anything that was a plant that could try to eat him, so feeding them definitely was not what he wanted to do at the moment. It also didn't help that the plants had names that kinda told what they did to their prey.

When they were given the green light to start feeding, the fourth year took his sweet time getting to the meat, his eyes seemingly surveying the area at the speed of light. He was not going to be eaten today... not even nibbled on. As he stepped up to get his meat, he readjusted his gloves on his sweaty hands for the fiftieth time and picked up a couple steak cuttings before slowly turning away from the container and taking a small step towards the plants. He glanced around and saw a bunch of other students feeding the plants, seemingly without issue, so the fourth year took a deep breath and focused on one of the plants.

"uh...um...here'ssomefood" He squeaked out, throwing the meat from one hand towards the plant and quickly backing up, away from the plant. Standing in the dead center between the two sides of the greenhouse, Bryant wiped away the beads of sweat that had formed on his brow with the sleeve of his empty hand. One more handful of meat and then maybe he could be done.... right??

It would be hilarious to Gwen to maybe charm the plants to talk as well. Real Little Shop of Horrors. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to do that, and expected that her house would lose points if she did. And for the first time Gwen could remember, Ravenclaw was actually winning. They had come in dead-last the previous term and she was determined to make sure they won this year. Instead she grabbed a chunk of meat and got in line to feed the plants.

Lucy decided to use the only spell she had learn and that allowed her to stay at safe distance from the plants. She picked up a dead rat with a gloved hand. She said: "Wingardium Leviosa"!
The rat end up between the teeth of the fanged geranium:"Is it good? " she said.

Vinnie stood in front of her plant and just eyed it she didnt realluy know what to do...herbology wasnt her class. Plants werent really her thing...books were. She couldnt just feed that thing...it would bite her hand of...ugh...

A bit helpless the girl looked around and spotted a boy talking to his plant...in a quite funny manor. Royal plantness? Snoooort. But he seemed to know what he was doing. „Hey, you...royal plantness servant“, she nodded at him,“ can you lend me a hand?“ Not literally his hand, they had meat to feed them, she just needed a little help.

Grayson was amused. Very amused. Why? The name of one of the plants was CHOKEberry.

SNORT.

But Bentley had gone on to mention that it was Feeding time and that really perked up Grayson's interests. The smell from that trunk, though? Merlin. How long had those been locked up in there? He wrinkled up his nose a little as he peeked over at the inside of the trunk. Dead rats? Steak cuttings? And feed it to the flesh eating plants?

Oh this should be GOOOOOOOOD.

Heading over towards the trunk, the fourth year grabbed a rat and held it up. He didn't care how gruesome or whatever this was. Not a squeamish person, he wasn't. And he had gloves on. The smell really was foul, which was the only thing that was making the Slytherin scrunch up his face. Jeez, HE was going to be the one stinking after this. Didn't want to be smelling like dead rats, thank you very much.

Grayson took a few more pieces of food for the bush, vaguely taking note of the fact that people had been TALKING to their own flash-eating plants of choice. Jeez, they didn't have to do THAT, did they? He wasn't. How embarrassing. What was he even meant to say? Introduce himself? Ask how it was? Comment on the freaking weather?!

Whatever. He was going to start feeding the bush. Holding up the food items, the boy aimed and tossed it over. A small smirk spread across his face when the plant SNAPPED it up. SCORE!

Toby had already sort of worked out what they'd be doing today. This was Herbology, where they cared for and tended to the plants, and here they were looking at flesh-eating plants. Tobias was almost certain that they were going to have to be providing these plants with the, errr... flesh that they wanted.

He'd been very quiet during the start of the lesson, finding his attention drawn by the plants in Greenhouse Eight which were really quite interesting. Luckily enough for him, Herbology was a subject that Toby was quite good at, so it was much easier to stay tuned in to what Professor Bentley was saying. However, a new reason for his radio silence came with the revelation that they were, in fact, feeding the plants all manner of dead things. It had the potential to be upsetting, but Toby merely told himself that these already dead things would simply end up helping the living plants to go on being alive. After that, it was easy enough to get into the plant-care mindset.

Once the space around the trunk was relatively free of his fellow students, Toby stepped closer and wrinkled his nose. This was definitely not like the smell of fertiliser, so he would not be spending more time than he needed to picking out any meat.

Tobias drew his wand from its holster and held it in a gloved hand.

"Wingardium Leviosa," he spoke confidently, pointing his wand into the trunk, but at no specific area. A steak cutting rose up out of the trunk as Toby directed it, and the Hufflepuff stepped over to the nearest flesh-eating plant (the Weigela) and guiding the steak over. He made sure to stand well back, not really wanting to be bitten if he could help it.

Moments later, once the steak had floated closer, the Weigela snatched it out of the air and chomped away at it. Tobias watched, transfixed, as the plant ate its small meal. These bushes really were quite fascinating.

Adi had completely forgotten that the Valentine girls were muggleborn so they would have been to muggle school before. Like him. "Sure beats doing Maths almost everyday,'' he said. "But I bet it was the good kind of shock.'' When he turned eleven, Adi was in high anticipation of his letter! It couldn't arrive too early for him.

Grinning, the Puffer replied, "That's what that sound is? I didn't know.'' He watched AJ throw a piece of meat at another plant. "You into sports?'' he asked curiously as he fished out two offal pieces. Randomly, Adi tossed them towards the plants that required smaller portions. Almost instantly they were snapped up. Heh. What hungry plants!

Angel just couldn't get her head around it, she had to feed plants meat, this was amazing and she was going to give every single plant a small piece of meat, she looked at the plants and then she thought about something, had the Professor named them, like was one called gnasher and the other called gnipper, she had read the beano when she was younger and had heard about the two dogs and thought the names would be cool for the plants now.

Angel threw a piece of meat for one of the plants to have. "You look like a gnasher to me, the way you are eating through that." Angel smiled as she watched it eat. "Boy your hungry today aren't you." Angel knew that you had to be nice and kind to the plants and that talking to them help them grow.

Maddie had a DEAD rat in her hand so she was going to get rid of it as SOON as possible. She'd also found a hungry looking Weigela to give it to. Now if ONLY she'd mastered the charm to levitate things BEFORE now. SIGGGGH. She'd have to settle with throwing the thing. And definitely work on that charm later!

...GOOD thing she had GOOD aim!

"Hey Weigela, catch!" Maddie held the rat up a bit higher for the plant to spot and then lobbed it. She GRINNED when the plant snatched it up and began to eat. THAT was cool. Could she try another?! Maybe a different kind of meat this time around. She wasn't a fan of the dead rat thing. NOPE.

Sophie eyed the plant food as she continued to levitate it toward the throat-latching carnation. The plant must have known what was happening, because it kind of tilted itself toward the food and held its mouth wide open. Well, that was good--so as long as it was tilting toward the food it was supposed to eat and not her throat, all was good.

Sophie continued to watch the food as it approached the plant's mouth. When it was close enough, the plant opened its mouth even wider then clamped shut. EEP. Yeah. Sophie was definitely not trying the hand-to-mouth method.

Okay, so who now? Sophie glanced around again, and her eyes fell on the Weigela. Okay, winner, winner, chicken dinner! Or, nasty rat dinner, she should say. She turned from the plant and left to go collect more dead rats. Ew. Double ew.

'Puncture at best.'

Like there was a best to this situation. Marigold was interested and thought plants like were cool and all that, but she thought that feeding could be left to people who wanted to lose a limb.

...but of course she would throw some meat in because this was a class and she didn't just start a rebellion in classes, for Merlin's sake. So she inched closer to the bag of... entrails, for a more refined word, and took a piece of something she didn't want to know off the top. She worked her way close to a plant. Hiii, plant. Don't eat her.

He was RIGHT! The boy grinned.

Oh yeah, Kyroh was paying attention. He SO was. Kinda because he had to be good in this class, but mostly because he was scared that if he didn't pay attention some plant would grab him and eat him. And Kyroh didn't want to be eaten. Especially not by something like a plant, which so wasn't a cool thing to be eaten by. Maybe if it were the giant squid he'd rethink his position of getting eaten, but not by a plant, okay?

Time for...feeding?

As the Professor pulled out a trunk, Kyroh kind of wanted to run away. Kinda. As in. He did. Of course levitation the meat would be a good idea especially to get away from the smell, but the first year did not know the spell for that at all. It was a good thing they had their gloves on. Reaching into the trunk he pulled out a piece of the steak cutting.

He was not gonna touch a rat.

"How do you know it's yummy Candice? Did you lick it?" Kyroh asked, catching what Gryffindor had just said. Couldn't be that yummy. The Astronomy Professor for some reason thought that Kyroh would lick a chicken leg, so you know maybe licking meat was a Hogwarts thing?

Steak still in hand, he smushed it around in his hands a bit, allowing some of the blood to drain out before turning to the Professor. "Miss Professor Bentley! Do the plants have to eat raw meat? Isn't it nicer to give them something that's been cooked? And have you ever fed them students? Like the ones that don't listen?"

Reaching into the trunk again, Cris felt around, trying his hardest not to gag, as his fingers wrapped around bits of offal. Not even wanting to know where that had come from, Cris carried the food over to the row of flesh eating plants.

"Okay which one of you is hungry for this? Cris raised up his arm to show the offal he was holding in his hand. In response to his offering, there were a couple of teeth gnashing plants, a couple of flying thorny vines and even a long tongue.

Deciding on the throat lashing carnations, Cris took out his wand. Since tossing offal would not be the best choice of method, it being messy and all, he decided to go with levitating it instead. "Wingardium Leviosa," he cast the hovering charm and watched as the offal parts levitated over to the carnations.

Taking great care to stay away from its thorny vines, Cris watched as it latched onto the floating food he was offering, pulled it into its mouth and began chewing on it. Cris shuddered at the squishing sounds it made and decided it would be best if he gave the plant its privacy. Turning around, he made his way back to the food trunk.

"Wingardium Leviosa."

Tobias was back at the trunk of dead stuff, having moved out of the way so someone else could feed the Weigela. Next up for him was the Chokeberry. As he cast the hover charm, Toby watched a dead rate rise up out of the trunk, and had to actually look away for a moment or too. He was not a fan of this particular task, no matter how necessary it was.

Again, Tobias moved swiftly away from the trunk and over to the Chokeberry bush. He guided the dead rat over and glanced away just in time to hear the plant grab it from the air. That was something he was less willing to watch.

Toby was now looking over at some of the smaller plants. It only seemed fair to go over and feed them too, so it was back to the trunk he went.

Agatha felt her face turning red when professor Bentley spoke directly to her. "Yes, ma'am." She nodded her head and when she realised she was almost hiding behind a taller kid, she blinked and stood up straighter. Agatha Hapgood did no hiding.

...Except maybe if one of those flesh eating plants was about to attack.

But that wasn't the case, so she made sure she looked nice and confident as she fixed her beautiful hair. Okay, time to work.

The girl was so used to doing this sort of job that she automatically got one of the dead rats with her gloved hands instead of using a spell. Only when she saw others using the levitating charm was that she realised she could've used her wand as well. Oh. Blink. Her uncle had pretty much trained her to do some hard work - 'hard' in her opinion, at least - so she'd go for the throwing-the-meat option. The thing stunk, but she had dealt with worse things, to be fair. Not that she liked it, but she could totally deal with it. She was awesome like that.

Agatha turned to a random plant and stared at it for a bit. Creepy. But the others - even younger students - were able to feed the plants there just fine, so she could too. "Here you go." She announced to the nearest Chokeberry, tossing the dead rat up in its direction.

Ew. Ew ew ew. Kate went up to the trunk and peered in while pinching her nose. It was just so gross. Taking a deep breath (not through her nose, obviously), the first year delicately picked up a dead rat, holding it gingerly by one of its feet. Thank heavens for gloves, she thought. Holding the rat as far away from her face as possible, Kate walked over to kind of near one of the bushes. One of the bushes that wanted to eat her.

She didn't know how to levitate and she didn't really care to donate a finger to the chokeberry thing. That meant she only had one choice. Still pinching her nose with one hand, Kate spoke to the plant. "Hey, chokeberry, breakfast time! Catch!" She tossed the rat toward the bush and was pleased that her aim was decent enough that the chokeberry could catch its meal.

Now this was how every Herbology lesson should be like. Feeding flesh eating plants, how awesome was that!! Michael quickly made his way to the front and picked out a handful of meat for the Chokeberry.

He made his way back to the plant and pulled out his wand along the way. It was be so easy to levitate the handful of meat to the plant and for that reason, Michael his wand back away. Too easy and not very exciting.

He was not a Gryffindor for nothing. So instead he stepped up to the Chokeberry plant and held out his hand and let the plant take it from him.

Of course the plant bit him and he let out a little "ow." before quickly retracting his hand and giving it a little shake. It wasn't that bad, only a little bit of blood.

Feeding time? Do they haaaveee to? Zander is perfectly fine standing put where he is thank you very much. After a few seconds of hesitation and groans, which he didn't not let escape his mouth, the poor Gryffindor made his way to the meat. Levitating a smaller peice he made his way over to the 'other plants' Professor Bentley had motioned towards.

Could they smell it floating in the air?? Because all the plants immediately around him seemed to perk up as the meat flew near them. Zander brought it closer..... and closer..... and closer...... AND THERE YA GO. Right to the throat latching carnations. One for you throat latching carnations, you go throat latching carnations.

Ohhhh. Photosynthesis, not photography. Norah blushed slightly, but she smiled as she jotted this down in her notes. Eh, she had been close enough.

WOOOAH they got to feed them? COOL. Well, also scary, but Norah decided not to concentrate on that part. She wiggled her fingers in her gloves and went to retrieve a dead rat. Um, ew. She kept herself from making a face, though because respect and stuff, yep. She sure wouldn't want a rat making faces at her if she smelled bad when she was dead. Can rats make faces? She looked down at the meat, but it didn't look much like a rat anyway. Hmm. Wait, carnivorous plants; that's what she was supposed to be focusing on.

She approached one of the bushes and inspected its serrated leaves. Even its blood red coloring didn't make it seem as menacing as the professor had made it out to be, but she kept her hands well away all the same. She tossed the dead rat in the bush's general direction. Why hello there, Mr. Bush. Lunch time!

Feeding?

SHE GOT THIS!!

Legit, she did, oh Merlin, that list would become a ...real...thing--meat? They were feeding them meat? Not younger students? Well then, consider the Gryffindor disappointed right now, though truthfully she wouldn't say she was TOO disappointed. There was still a somewhat logical part of her brain that warned her of how impractical it was to think the Professor would let them turn their classmates into plant food.

Sigh. It was just as well. Unless she sacrifced a Gryffindor Firstie she'd have a lot of explaining to do to any of the other Head of houses. No thanks.

Alexa went and got herself some of the meat then walked over to the shrub closest to her. Bentley said they could risk their hands yes? Something she was fully prepared to do. Her hand drew closer and closer til the saw the thing reach forward and snatch the meat chunk in the blink of an eye. A few inches more and it might have gotten away with one of her fingers.

Epic.

Beam. He LIKED this professor, he did.

.... except they had to feed dead rats to plants? Did they kill the rats FOR this or did they die of natural causes? Dima felt bad about having to be the one to toss one of the deceased animals to a plant even though they were wearing gloves. Levitating wouldn't be much better; the action was still the same.

So the first year hung around the back of the group like he had done all class long and followed around some students actually doing the feeding that they were meant to... but no thanks. This activity wasn't for him. The nice professor lady wouldn't mind, right?

Servant? Who is this person calling him a servant?

Ethan spun around holding up a dead rat in front of him and faced the voice that called out to him. "Yea?" The Slytherin grinned at the older girl who looked like...she was...lost or something. Was she okay? Oh. Ohh she was asking for help. Ethan eyed the dangling rat from his hand, then to the girl...then to the Chokeberry. "It's pretty easy, mademoiselle." The Slytherin moved to where the bushes were, and held out the treat in front of him. "Let me show you."

"Do you own a crup? Or a dog? If you do then this should be easy." Feeding them plants are similar to feeding moving pets. Only difference is that the plants actually stay in place. Thank Merlin. Ethan moved and shook the dead rat in front of him. "I'd suggest that you shake the smelly treat so the plant could smell it...y'know, to shift its attention from you to the food." She wouldn't want her pretty fingers devoured, no? Ethan did so, and the Chokeberry moved. "Now that you got its attention, just toss the food...and..." The Slytherin tossed the dead rat over to where the Chokeberry was and the plant consumed it whole. "Tadah! Happy munching plant." Ethan grinned and walked over to where the trunk of treats were, and got the girl a dead rat for her so she could try the task.

"Your turn...er...miss." Grin. "I'm Ethan, by the way. I'd like to shake hands with you but er...yeah. Maybe later." Awkward.

"D'you need a boost, or what?" Mo paused beside the younger Ravenclaw and gave him a gentle nudge to the shoulder blades. This was the epic part of class, and Dima was missing out on it. He'd glad part the sea of students for the much smaller kid, but it would be better for Dima to learn to assert himself.

"Here, I'll get you one." Mo strode through the crowd to the box of meat and selected onw of the less-disgusting looking rats and a handful of offal. Thank Merlin for dragonhide gloves, right? Mo pushed his way back through the students, holding out the rat in front of him as he approached Dima again.

"For you, bud. You know how to levitate? Or I guess you could toss it."