Samantha had her pot with the bulb inside on the table in front of her. She used a trowel to gather some soil in order to finish the activity. She half buried the bulb in the soil taking care to ensure that there was no spillage of soil. Sure, it took some time but Herbology wasn't something that one should be careless about. Well, all her classes needed her attention and carefulness. She was done. Well, she thought she was done but she decided it was best to wait until the professor had inspected her work.

The bouncing bulb did what its name suggested its preferred mode of movement was away from his grasp. Out of reflex, Benny quickly grabbed for it again which was another failure. The movement only resulted in the bulb being jostled first from one hand to another to the other until finally the fourth year lion got a good old on the little bugger with both hands. The bulb still trying to escape as he felt the movement against his palms and fingers.

Nope...not getting away.

Carrying the bulb to his pot, he was glad he had made a place for it in the dirt before hand. Ben then maneuvered the bouncing bulb into the spot and using one hand to hold it in place, quickly grabbed the shovel to add the rest of the dirt on top of the now-captive plant.

Whew...done.

Heather had taken to ignoring everything but her bulb, so she didn't see what had happened with the Head Nut this time. The bulb obviously needed all of her attention to get it into it's pot, mmmkay.

She reached out and scooped up the bouncing bulb again, only to have it wiggle out of her hands and onto the floor. Grrrr. This was getting annoying. "It's on now, you stupid bulb!" She dove onto the floor after it and.......ended up getting smacked in the chin by the stupid thing. Yep, cursing in Greek was happening.

She reached for the bulb again, this time managing to keep her hands on the wiggling thing. She raised up, only to find that she'd ended up under her table chasing her bulb by banging her head against it. "OW!!!" More cursing in Greek.

When she finally managed to get up off the floor, she quickly jammed the plant into her pot, causing it to calm down a bit. Phew.

OH. She was saying it totally totally WRONG, wasn't she? Dot whispered the word, the right way and all, over and over as she slipped back toward her seat. Got it got it got... wait. Manners, right? Mum would say manners.

"Thanks. Thank you, I mean. I got it. I was saying it wrong, on account of I was thinking about how to catch the bulb when he said it the first time." Like how could she knock something back INTO her pot... and aim it correctly and everything? Maybe leave the pot propped up and hope her aim was good?

Or maybe she just sort of overwhelmed it instead? Dot propped up her pot, tilting it toward where she hoped to stand, and then she approached the cart of bulbs again. If she could just grab one, then she wouldn't even... but no. As soon as she got close, they all started to rustle, and one of them dove at her. WHAT WAS THE SPELL SHE FORGOT TO REMEMBER IT AGAIN.

OH. Yeah. "Flipendo!" And she MEANT it. The bulb spun backwards, clipping the lip of the pot, but Dot pounced behind it, flattening her hand over the bulb and shoving it into the dirt. She added two messy handfuls on top of the bulb to submerge it some more, and the poor thing stopped wriggling as it settled into its new home.

"Not so bad, see?"

WOO HOO! Time to actually do some plant stuff! Caleb waited until the professor finally came around with his cart of bouncing bulbs, getting to Caleb near the end of the greenhouse after everyone was already into the activity. He didn't care though, he wasn't THAT excited about doing plant stuff. He was just tired of standing around doing nothing.

Walton approached him with the cart, and after watching all his classmates walk up to the bulb, Caleb was pretty sure he could do this without startling the plant. Walking slowly with one foot at a time, he slowly approached the cart. Niceeee and slow. Not creepily slow, but just slow enough.

He got to the cart and carefully picked up one of the plants. Ok, that was pretty easy! Now he just had to remember to not walk all fast and stuff back to his seat and scare it...

Zander was still pretty darn angry about the points. Someone needed to step up because he and Grayson were obviously in the clear. Could they not get points taken off? Because uh, he PUT IT OUT and Grayson was the VICTIM. Not fair. See just when Professor Grumpy Pants had finally done something nice by awarding him points, he just went and took them away all over again. An outrage is what it was. A total and complete outrage! Except, he couldn't be that angry when there was so much to do!

And he had fallen behind!! Noooooo!

Ahem. Grabbing a flower pot, he carefully examined it. Didn't want a demented one, 'cause he needed to make Beautiful Bentley proud for when she came back. Then, taking some soil he slowly started dumping into the pot. La la la la he could plant things yeah he could. Herbology was easy peasy.

Layla had chosento not make anything else of Eden attacking her because she didn't want to make a big scene. She did continue to give her a look however, one that warned her not to do it again before she moved on with her work. Seriously people were so clumsy sometimes.

The next part of the task looked the most difficult and Layla knew that she'd have to concentrate to perfect it. She approached the plant with confidence just like she had done before only this time it took a little too much interest in her. She frowned and quickly drew out her wand. "Flipendo!" she spoke clearly as the plant was knocked back away from her. Seriously? Why did this plant even exist?!

She continued to get closer and closer until she was able to grab it carefully. This time it decided not to attack and she was able to slip it into the pot with a grin. There. That wasn't so hard. She gave the bouncing bulb one last look before she moved on.

It better not try anything funny again because she had perfected that spell. Yes. Layla was getting good with her wand!

Okay. She was really starting to get irritated at this stupid little bulb, as it had wiggled inside her fist yet again, trying to bounce out and probably for her head. Brooklyn wasn’t about to let it do that, but she also wasn’t sure how much longer she could hang on before it just fought its way free. She was feet away from her pot when it finally did, hitting her hand once before trying to make a run for it. “No you don’t,” she said, pointing her wand. Doing that wand movement she’d watched earlier, she cast. “Flipendo.” As the bulb was knocked back a foot or so, she pounced on it. It wasn’t escaping now, even if she had to fight it into submission. She refused to be beaten by something as stupid as a bulb, and she glared at it once she finally got to her feet again and finished walking over to her table and her pot lying on top of it.

Flattening her hand down over the top of the pot, she dropped the bulb into the dirt, pushing down slightly to let it settle into its new home but making sure to keep her hand over the pot so it couldn’t wiggle again and bounce out. Dropping her wand onto the table, she started working to scoop more dirt over the bulb, burying it halfway under a layer of soil and pressing down to make sure it was comfortable. Not that she cared when her hand already was starting to show a few faint bruises from the earlier fight. At least she hadn’t gotten hit in the nose like the Gryffindor boy Hady had helped. She was pleased by that fact. She sent her bulb another glare just to drive the point home though. There wasn’t going to be more wiggling, or she was going to seriously hex it.

The Bouncing Bulb was in it's pot covered in dirt. She'd managed to get the task completed without any help and she'd also helped someone else as well as made a new friend! Things weren't so bad after all.

Brushing the excess dirt off her gloves into the pot she removed her gloves and cast a quick 'Scourgify' on them and her work area. That done she turned her attention to Zeke when she heard him speaking to her once more.

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She was NICE. That was the first thing he noticed about this girl. She was NOTHING like how he thought the Slytherins were. She wasn't rude, mean, cold or anything like that. He liked her. "Intent huh?" he mused, considering what she had said. Well she must have been doing something better than him, because he was confident his intent had been there. Oh well, he'd just have to practice it later. More homework.... woot.

"Thanks, Hady," he replied, acknowledging her name and doing his best to commit it to memory. "I'm Zeke, and... if you need help with anything other than a knockback jinx... I might be able to help..." he shrugged, grinning. It was worth a shot. And at any rate, he'd have to return the favour somehow, he was kind of indebted to her now.

Hady nodded her head. "Intent and focus. Feel what you want to happen...at least that's what I've been trying to do." She shrugged her shoulders slightly. "Thanks Zeke, remember even if you can't always help someone it's the thought that matters." This she knew from her parents. They'd always told her that and it was something she always did her best to remember.

Now that Caleb had his nice little bouncing bulb, he had to actually plant it and whatnot. He put the bulb back at his station and then headed over to the supplies - wait, would his bulb be ok until he got back? It wouldn't like...bounce off would it?

No, it would be fine right? As long as Caleb didn't scare it?

Watching it out of the corner of his eye, he went over to the supplies and got a nice big pot for the bulb, and then headed over to the soil. He had put his gloves on before he headed over, so he simply picked it up with his hands and plopped it in the pot. He filled it about halfway, as instructed.

Alright, now the hard part...keeping the bulb calm enough to get it IN the pot.

The end of the lesson was quickly approaching and Layla knew that she had to get this last step in before their time was up. But she didn't want to rush it because of these stupid dangerous plants. She didn't mind her face, she didn't want it ruined by a bouncing bulb. It didn't even sound like it could attack you but she wasn't going to argue with it. Nope.

Onwards proceeding..

The last step was the most simple of the lot and she knew it would take the least time. She took hold of some soil and topped up the plant making sure that half of it was covered by the soil just like the professor had instructed. See she was trying to get this perfect.

But for no reason at all. Nope.

Now that she had finished, Layla stepped back from her workspace and observed the other students who seemed to be doing their finishing touches too.

Fun. Watching the kids was fun. Especially when the bulbs attacked them. Hilarious. And how some of them seemed like they would almost pot themselves instead of the plant. Aw, man, he could spend the rest of his life watching the hooligans kids. Well, not really. They got sort of boring at the end when they started handling things well. But that was good academically. He was such a good teacher. Awesome job, Andy. Way to go.

He was walking around passing students and peering at the pots trying to point out something one of the student did incorrectly. Then someone called his name. HIS REAL name. Not professor plants or whatever.

Andrew stepped closer to the Ravenclaw who was asking an unexpected question. Huh? Did she say bulby? He was going to pretend he didn't hear that particular part. "Umm.. Sure." He answered after a moment's thought. "You're welcome to stop by the Greenhouses anytime," To check on ALL the plants in fact. But NOT to climb anything. He was going to make a sign. Yup. Oh, and did she say she wanted to watch the bouncing bulb become a grown one? Ooops. That was probably going to happen since most of the bulbs got ground into powder to be used in potions before they became too big. Better not tell her that, though. He would not like having a crying girl in his lesson.

ooc: Three hours left till the lesson officially ends. :3

Alright, so now that his pot was half filled, he needed to grab one of the plants. The Gryffindor took a side glance over at the bouncy things and... This is going to be a lot harder than he thought. But he was good at Herbology! He could do it!!.... Right? Ahem. Of course. Pft. Holding out his wand he walked towards the cart and WAIT NO! He didn't even know if he could do the spell right! Hehhehe oops.

Slowly walking back to his desk he decided to practice first. "Fli-PEN-doh......Fli-PEN-doh......Fli-PEN-DOH...." Not too bad, easy off the tongue. This would be a piece of cake!!

"Flipendo!" Totally. Then he took a few seconds to try the movement that went along with the incantation and awesome. He could totally do this. Now, to grab that plant!

Eden spotted the younger girl get it right and sent her a smile and a thumbs up. "Good job!" she said, and she felt so HAPPY that she had actually helped someone with a SPELL of all things. Eden hardly got the spell herself. O___O

Oh. Here came Professor Hottie Walton. Right. She smiled shyly up at him. "Oh--so we're allowed to do that?" she asked, eyes blinking a lot and rapidly. YIPPEEEE! Bulby forever! She eyed her now calm plant and would have patted him had she not been scared of the repercussions.

She was excited, though. And she would DEFINITELY be stopping by...yeeeppp!

Layla seemed to have finally potted her plant, too. Good job, meaniehead roommate! Eden was proud of her--even if she had just snapped at Eden. because Layla was new to all this muggle stuff so...any time Layla did it right, Eden was too happy for her. She DID consider Layla a friend, after all.

Andrew nodded at the girl. He obviously just said she could why was she asking again? Hm. Weird kids.


Another voice called him. The Herbologist's eyes flickered around trying to locate the source of the call. Oh, the tiny Rogers who was one of the most entertaining shows.

Walton walked over to him, the boy just got out of battle, least thing the man could do was walk to him. Poor fella. He thought he finished. Well, no one was finished until Andrew said so. So the man squinted at the boy's pot. Hmm. Eh, yeah he was finished.

Squinting at the boy, he considered his state. Didn't look that dirty to him. "We all will be leaving to clean up in a bit," That was a no. But the boy looked too excited and he didn't want to just say no. Great, he was developing tiny feelings. BAD.

Dima had read about the Knockback Jinx in one of the books Dora sent him filled with curses and hexes and darker magic that his daddy said it was good to know. Angelo was already learning those things at Durmstrang, wasn't he? Which meant the second year needed to get a head start and study them- exactly what he had done. Spell casting skills were all good.

But he'd practice just for the professor.

"Flipendo." Sounded okay, right? "Fliiiipppeeeeendoooo."

He gave his wand a flick, then went to go fetch his pot.

Ian woke up from what seemed like a very short nap and found himself on the floor near the cart. He sat up and looked around. No one seems to have noticed him at all. He shrugged and rubbed at the now swollen, throbbing place on the left side of his head. He stood slowly and picked his wand back up. Time to finish this activity up.

He looked around, trying to determine which one he wanted. He reached down as quickly as he could and just as he was about to grab the bulb, it bounced from his grasp. He pulled his hand back and began to speak to the bulb. C'mon now. I've got to finish this or I'll have no bulb at the finish of the term. He pointed his wand at the bulb and snatched at it again. This time, it tried to jump higher. Ian pointed his wand, called out Flipendo! and watched the bulb fall back to the bottom of the cart. He reached out, grabbed it quickly and placed both hands around it. It was a little uncomfortable that way as his wand was clenched between the quivering bulb and his hand.

Ian hurried back to his pot, thrust the bulb into the dirt and tried his best to get it covered one handed. he covered the bulb with his free hand, slid the wand back in his pocket, picked up his spade and tried to put dirt on top. There wasn't enough as he'd only filled half the pot. He released the spade, picked up the soil bag and poured more dirt on his hand and the bulb until the pot was nearly full. He extracted his hand carefully, not trying to give the bulb a path out and patted the dirt over and into the hole. Ian was now sweating from the exertion and was grateful this class would almost be over.

He sauntered over to where the pots were and chose his favorite one, a large and smooth container. It was a little too big for Dima's puny arms to carry, though, so he had to drag it to the soil. After quite a while, he managed to get half the pot filled. The only issue was that it was even HEAVIER now, and he was far behind everyone else.

At least it wasn't too hard to get it to the cart, which was fairly nearby. Once it was his turn, Dima didn't waste any time casting the spell. No way he was getting hit in the head like that one kid. Poor guy.

Choosing one he liked, the kid raised his wand. "Flipendo!" Aaand flick.

Andrew walked back to his table and hopped up to sit on it. Mostly everyone have finished it seemed. Except very few. Like that little Ravenclaw there. Who seemed to be having a little bit of trouble carrying the pot. Hm. Andy could go and help him, he supposed. But then that wouldn't be fun ERRM... that wouldn't make him learn anything. So yup. He was just going to sit here and see how the kid dealt with things. Time was almost over though, if it looked like the boy wouldn't finish in the next ... ten minutes he'd intervene. No pressure.

For now, Walton was just going to WATCH.

Hjshshdj.

Before the bulb could retaliate, Dima grabbed it and unceremoniously stuffed it into his pot. His actions seemed a bit rushed with the stress of everyone being ahead of him combined with the fear that the bulb would sort of come to and attack him. His fingers hurried yo dig a shallow hole for the bouncy plant to rest inside, and once that was over, his hands grasped the side of the pot again.

Dragging time.

He was becoming an expert at this.

Hauling the pot over to the soil once again, he began shoveling the dirt into his pot in an attempt to quickly bury the bulb. Could it still hurt him if it was firmly rooted in there? Dima thought not, which only further motivated him, driving him to continue until he was done. And... whew. Activity completed. Would Maleficent clean his hands off for him?

After hitting the bouncing bulb with the jinx, he approached with the utmost of caution. There was some time there to account for backfiring and so he wanted to be careful. Subtlety, like a snake stealing and eating an egg from a wild bird's nest, Cutty took the bulb and lifted it from it's the place it landed into the pot. Shortly after he covered it a little more with the remaining dirt unremarkably. It seemed relatively easy, actually. He had a feeling Herbology was only going to get better as the years went on.


And there was Barrington, chanting the fight chant for Zahra and Maleficent. Cutty considered joining him.

This time, he walked to the cart for real. Eyed one plant in particular. And sort of just, "You're coming with me," did plants even speak english? Right. Anyways, he held out his wand, a little nervously, but otherwise excited. "Flipendo!" AND-- Nothing. Of course nothing happened. How could he tell? The dumb plant was still bouncing around and being all obnoxious. It was like having to deal with Zahra, but in plant form. Geez.

Taking another deep breath, he tried once more. "Fli-PEN-doh!" And oooooh it fell back and... off the cart? Wait a minute. Why the heck would Professor Grumpy tell them to use the knockback jinx instead of a freezing charm or something. Couldn't the plant get really hurt when it feel because this plant was on the floor and wait! It wasn't moving THAT much. Or at least, not as much as it was before. Zander took this moment to leap for the plant and grabbed it with both hands. Though it did try to wiggle it's way out he-- must. get. to. table. GAH.

Getting it back was a struggle. So he could only imagine how bad-- AH. "Flipendo!" And the little plant toppled over on it's side, but luckily stayed on the table otherwise. Grabbing it tightly with his right hand, the Gryffindor brought his flower pot closer and sort of just stuffed the plant in. Before it could do anything else, he quickly poured the rest of the soil and and THANK MERLIN. Done. Finally.

After glancing at the time, Walton decided that it was enough for the day. He slid off of his table and walked to stand in the middle. Almost. "Okay, everyone! Class dismissed," He announced feeling JOY himself. Although it didn't show on his face. Nothing did. "You may now leave and go wash up or whatever," He said that glancing at the Zeke boy.

Man, this was a long lesson where his beloved Greenhouse almost got burnt as well as many other nuisances . He craved a whole tea kettle now. And even that wouldn't be enough. Eh.



ooc: I'll leave the thread open for a little bit longer in case you want to post your charrie leaving. ^__^ Thank you for playing and being awesome! <3333 Homework will be posted soon.

Having already cleaned up her area as well as her hands the Slytherin packed her things away. Grabbing her bag she slung it over her shoulder prepared to leave now that class was over. Checking the area around her once more making sure all was well she headed for the door. "Thanks for an interesting lesson Professor, have a nice afternoon!" Hady exclaimed rather cheerfully just before walking out.

She'd made it through her first Herbology class and she was proud of herself for it.

Ian looked up at the professor's voice, content he'd completed the work he needed to. He finished cleaning up the area he was at, carried his pot to it's new home and headed out.

Thank you professor.