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Herbology Lesson II - Honking Daffodils and Screechsnaps http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/e...psxqwg5bz5.png
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Echo made her way to Herbology, strange that she could hear things on her way to the greenhouses. opening the door she heard it louder and the Professor was dressed up all weird, like from a fairy tale. "HI PROFESSOR, NICE ERMMM CLOTHES" she should over the sound of the plants. geez some were screaming some where honking. She took her earmuffs out of her bag and placed them over her ears. she was always so glad to have them with her just in case. She had to grab one of the honking plants. Quickly grabbing one she made her way to the seats. Echo loved the new seating arrangements. how much longer did she have to hear the noise for? |
Azura had on her street clothes as she walked into the lesson, part of her was wondering why she needed to be dressed this way.. But who knew with Professor Meyer! She put her hands over her ears though as she got nearer to the classroom and heard shrieking and honking. It just got louder as she walked into the room! Eek! Were the plants making the noise? Looked like it! "Hello Professor Meyers!" She said brightly, "You look Good Sir!" She said as she motioned to his outfit, more Alice in wonderland? Were they going to get bigger this time?? She glanced up at the board and then took one of the honking daffodils and moved into a seat. She tried to gently calm down the flower as she sat there! |
I feel you on the desk thing Paul #formerteacher Scarlett was still not a fan of Herbology, but Myers was like...awesome. Definitely one of her favorite professors. And she was totally NOT biased even though he was her head of house. He somehow made an extremely dull subject very interesting and she was thankful for that. Although as soon as she stepped into the greenhouses, she was thinking of retracting that thought. IT WAS SO LOUD! What was happening?! Scarlett blinked and had to take a few seconds to figure out where that sound was coming from, but as soon as she did, she let out a giggle. This was going to be INTERESTING, that was for sure. Especially with the way he was dressed. She recognized who he was supposed to be, having read the Muggle story a few times in her dad's shop - but what did the Mad Hatter have to do with the honking daffodils exactly? "Hey Professor Myers!" she cried over the honking, unsure if he actually heard her or not. She placed her things at a desk, then walked up and took a daffodil as instructed. |
Matt wasn't expecting to see professor Myers in yet another costume, but he couldn't say he was surprised. The boy was more interested in the noise the plants were making than anything else, so he was happy when the man asked him to grab one of the honking daffodils before he sat. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!! HAHA!" Matt exclaimed, raising his fists up in VICTORYYYY. He did as instructed and took a seat, making duck noises back at his honking daffodil as he waited for class to start. |
Oliver made his way over to the greenhouses, actually excited for today's herbology class. He didn't have to wear his robes to class! This was new and cool and he was sure it meant he'd enjoy today. Maybe he'd even finally see why Timila loved Herbology so much (though maybe not). Entering the room, Ollie flinched a little at the sound of the...plants? And what was this new setup? And what was the professor wearing? Why was everything weird? He thought no robes meant cool things not weird things... AND NOW MYERS WAS YELLING AT THEM TO GET A PLANT. WHY. Oliver offered the professor a small wave, grabbed his plant, and went to take a seat. He stared at the plant and wished for everything to just get quiet. QUIET IS NICE. |
Okay. Two things, Paul Myers. This new desk setup was not in any way ideal for Jaemin. The minute the small, pink-haired today because STUPID COLOUR CHARMS Slytherin entered the greenhouse, which was filled with the noisy cacophony of plants he had definitely heard quite a bit before, he realised that this was just not going to work for him. Why? Because there was no good way to put himself as close as possible to the front of the room. If he chose a desk simply for it being closest to the front, he'd end up on the far side of the class, and could miss stuff because of his angle. If he put himself in the center, he was sooooooo far away from the board and everything that was going on. When you were tiny, these things had severe consequences. So Jaemin stood inside the doorway for a good long minute, looking absolutely horrified because this was an upheaval he just couldn't find the bright spot in. The other thing? That costume. It had become expected now that when Paul Myers dressed up in silly things, something awful was going to happen. This was not nearly as bad as the dress in September, but it gave the small boy pause, and he looked around suspiciously to see if maybe... there was tea or water or anything ingestible that they might be expected to consume. He had grown a whole inch so far this term, Myers. No taking that away from him. The small Slytherin eventually picked a desk, one that was not ideal but more ideal than less ideal ones, and dropped his things at it before heading up to the front to pick up a daffodil. "Hello Professor!" he called over the shrieks and honks, carefully scooping up a daffodil and reaching to pet a screechsnap before heading back to his desk. His un-ideal desk. Myers. |
Herbology was still on the list of subjects Brooklyn tolerated. At the very least, it helped with potions, which was why she hadn’t given it up entirely. The walk out to the greenhouses had been interesting, however, since she’d chosen not to step outside of the castle ever since the acromantulas had made an appearance. Class was different than just idle walks though, which meant she’d ventured out o the greenhouses. Raising an eyebrow as she’d heard the noise from well beyond the door, she’d slipped earplugs in before even stepping inside. Odds were she wouldn’t be able to hear much even if she hadn’t, so the idea that she’d be muffling the professor didn’t bother her one bit. She had still given Professor Myers a nod when she walked inside, going over to collect a daffodil even if she hadn’t exactly heard the instruction. Everyone else had one, so that meant they needed one. Besides, it gave her something to send looks at after she’d sat down. She doubted that glaring at the professor would stop the noise, or the craziness. Glaring at the daffodil would just have to suffice. |
Well, the greenhouses were unpleasantly loud right now. The Gryffindors were probably loving this, at least the seventh year assumed so as she picked up a honking daffodil and gave a polite nod to the professor on her way to one of the desks. She'd be taking out her earmuffs if this kept up, did he know? Silence really was golden, after all. |
Olivia had quickly grown to LOVE Herbology lessons with Professor Myers. Though, not everyday was quite as fun-filled as that very first, she enjoyed his panache! His style and FLAIR. His use of the lesson space. ALL THE THINGS, really. Any child of the theater would have approved. M H M. Also....the. M A D H A T T E R. ?! MORE ALICE IN WONDERLAND?! Liv would try to contain her heart eyes....because naturally, she recognized the styling and costume choice. All things Alice in Wonderland were her True North. Taking a seat as CLOSE to the teacher's as possible, she went about pulling out her teacup. HER SPECIAL TEACUP. CHIP! Would Professor Myers remember it?! He had, after all, gifted the wonderfully accidental Disney cup to her. Mhm. As it were, though....there was a rule. If there was tea, the tea must ALWAYS be shared! It was just bad manners, otherwise. And though Liv was often cited as being "a little rough around the edges", she did adhere to a certain personal code of conduct. Mostly appropriate for tea parties. ALWAYS SHARE THE TEA! This was Scotland, after all. She was British. TEA WAS SERIOUS BUSINESS. Also, could she be the March Hare?! Could someone transfigure rabbit ears for her? "Huuuuullo, Professor Myers!" As usual, the smol blonde was all sunshine and daisy flowers, skipping forward slightly. She even held out her cup with a especially dainty air. Would he share his tea? Hmm? Would she need to choreograph a beggar Cosette on the spot?! She'd been on a Les Misérables kick over the past week. She felt a personal portrayal could be very convincing. .....And.....":music: A VERY merry UNbirthday to YOOOOOU :music:." |
As Rooney stroooode into his next class (swagger included, obvi), he wore a grin similar to that of a cheshire cat. Ironic, that he stumbled across BACK WITH A HOP!!! "A VERY MERRY UNBIRTHDAY TO YOU, HATTER!" And off he went with a honking daffodil to acclaim a seat for himself and his ginormous hat ehehehehe. He was soooo itching to bounce and sing and everything. Hoppity hoppity hop. |
Is there a word to explain sleepyness without sounding lazy? No. And Steph shook her head many times at the thought of going back to bed and ignore the classes that day. However, the sound of students whispering to each other and the smell of some sort of either compost or a very smelly magical plant along with other scents woke her up. At least for this moment. Once she arrived at the greenhouses though, she literally blinked at the yelling from the professor with that crazy Mad Hatter's hat...to get the plant. Daffodil. With a grin and a short bow, Steph greeted the professor and waddled over a chair to sit down. With a sigh, she shook off the idea of momentarily closing her eyes. |
Janelle arrived at the Greenhouse, ready for another Herbology lesson. As she entered the room, she said, "Hello Professor My.........ers." The words hadn't even left her lips when her ears were assaulted with overwhelming sounds. The plants were making an incredible racket. Was it going to be like this for the entire class? Then Janelle actually looked at the Professor. Well he had outdone himself today. The Mad Hatter? This was a step up from the usual poncho ensemble. No telling what they would be doing today. She heard Professor Myers tell the students to get a Honking Daffodil, so she picked one up on the way to her seat. With the noise and crazy costume, Janelle hadn't even noticed that the room was set up differently. She went to the first empty seat and plopped down in it. Let the class begin. |
Professor Myers was a nut. It was a fond and loving thought, coming from Dot, but he was. A nut. What was he wearing? That hat... no. Just no. And the jacket. Maybe he was color blind. Plus also regular blind. "Good day, Professor. You have a hat!" When in doubt, just say things that are true and let people assume it's meant as a compliment. It worked every time. Dot grabbed one of the honking daffodils and gave it a fond little pat on the bud. |
ALWAYS excited for some more Herbology in her life, Norah beamed at Professor Meyers and took a seat at the left side of the half circle he had goin' on this lesson. She didn't stop to wonder why the seats had been set up in this particular fashion because there were much more important things to think about, namely the professor's clothing choice and the lovely cacophony of the greenhouse. "Helloooo professor!" THAT was a very nice hat. Maybe he'd let her borrow it some time. Y'know, if her dream tea party ever actually happened. And no, one could not outgrow tea parties. Even with the shrill noises and honks filling the greenhouse, the seventh year still jumped a little when Myers yelled about the daffodils. She returned the parchment she'd been in the process of extracting from her mess of belongings back into her bag and gave the surrounding students the sternest look she could muster just in case they forgot that was HER seat. Not theirs. Hers. Returning to her seat with the yellowest daffodil she could find, Norah set the pot down on her desk and honked at it in response. Hopefully nobody had seen that part. She'd never even let herself hope that honking could ever be helpful for making friends. Who would've thought. It was her time to SHINE. |
Kaycee smiled as she entered the classroom. "Hello Professor." she greeted with a smile. She picked up a daffodil, holding it gently by the pot, and made her way to a desk. She took a seat and set the plant on her desk. She stared at her plant with an amused expression. She might have even been making an occasional duck sound in response to the one her plant was making. |
Olly liked Herbology! Well, kind of. It wasn't actually his favorite class but he did actually enjoy going to it most of the time. It was outside, which was nice. And Professor Myers was his favorite professor so it was pretty great. This time, however, he was a little alarmed when he stepped into the room. What was that noise? Why was this happening? He clapped his hands over his ears. "Hello Professor Myers," he said, though he couldn't hear his own words. Whether that was because of the noise of the room or the hands covering his ears was undetermined. He was not sure whether Professor Myers had heard but that was not his problem anymore. He grabbed a honking daffodil as per the instructions and took a seat. He hoped that soon something would make them stop being so loud. |
Soooo this was more than a little weird but Esme was going to roll with it. At least the lesson would be interesting? Besides, Professor Myers was one of her favourite teachers and like a zany and fun uncle that she never had. Her real uncle was far from awesome and in fact had barely anything to do with the family. Could Myers be her REAL uncle? That would be so wonderful. Wincing slightly from all the noise, she collected a honking daffodil for herself. "HAPPY UNBIRTHDAY TO YOU," she said loudly with a wink. Haha, she was so silly sometimes. She was also waiting to get started and hopefully they could do something about this noise... Right? |
One of the things Hugo hated the most were loud noises, loud people and it seemed that today's Herbology lesson was going to have a lot of noise. If Myers wasn't his favorite professor then he would have tried to fake sick just to not come, but here he was with a smile on his face. Myers was dressed up as the Mad Hatter. He knew this because his mom read him Alice in Wonderland a loooong time ago. He didn't mind the clothes though. "What's up professor?" said loud enough for Myers to hear him. He didn't like the idea of having a honking daffodil near him but there was not other way so he grabbed one and took a sit. |
Tim rushed out of the her dorm and down the stairs today. It was time for Herbology and pretty sure everyone knew that already. Dashing past some students, the blonde made her way to the grounds and towards the greenhouses. She was excited to know what today's lesson would be. Upon entering the greenhouse, Tim was greeted by something loud and it took her by surprise. Why was it so loud in here? Hopefully her ears would adjust quicky and the nosie wouldn't be so bothersome anymore. "HELLO PROFESSOR!", Tim politely yelled over the honking daffodils as she grabbed one before heading to an empty seat at the front. No, she wasn't a teacher's pet. The blonde girl just loved this subject too much to miss anything being said. If she would even be able to hear it. |
What is all that racket?!Fiyero thought as he approached the greenhouse. It sounded like about a hundred car horns going off at the same time! He peered inside to find a bunch of pots of daffodils on the ground,and the flowers were honking. Weird... but cool! He was so distracted by the noisy flowers that he hadn't noticed Professor Myers at the front of the room.He was wearing what looked like a Mad Hatter costume. Again with the wild outfits? Was this guy obsessed with Alice in Wonderland or something? "Hi, Professor!" Fiyero shouted over the daffodils, giving the teacher a friendly wave just in case he hadn't heard. "I like your outfit." He picked up a daffodil and plopped down in the seat closest to the door. These honking flowers were awesome! |
Tenacius zoomed his way towards the Greenhouses, but this time making sure to stop his cruiser a few paces from the door. No more running into plants if he could help it. And he sure can now-- it sounded like a garage repair shop in there. And once inside his blue-green eyes caught the sight of the Herbologist. "Top o' the mornin' to ya Prof!" And he'd tip his had too if he had one. In fact, he'd get a kick out of it if they could cosplay to one class. Why should Profs have all the fun eh? Oh and a honkster plant, yeah he's getting one and plopping down at one end of the semi circle. |
Not only did the classroom look different than normal, even the Professor had outdone himself and changed his normal wizarding robes for…. Well…whatever he was wearing now. The eleven year old girl wondered if this was another character from the one he dressed up as a few months ago yet on the other hand, she did not want to find out. Getting used to the strangeness at Hogwarts more and more, Bec simply greeted the man with a big smile the moment she was close enough and waved a little. She did not speak for a second or two because she was too busy chewing on a gummy worm one of the students had bought for her in Hogsmeade. Which reminded her she still needed to pay them back… “Nice hat , Sir!” she finally said and turned to find a seat. Passing a pink-haired boy whom she recognized as Jaemin, Bec halted and pointed at his head. “Your hair looks awesome!” pink was always a good color wasn’t it? Good choice boy, good choice. And then she walked further and sat somewhere randomly. …………….Why did she had the feeling she had forgotten something? Oh! Wait…. Hearing the Professor yell for everyone to grab a honking daffodil , the Gryffindor moved away from her seat and took one of the plants. |
After that freakin' amazing class about all that shrinking and stuff, Vivian was waaaay too excited for words to go back to Herbology class. She looked forward to it every time and Merlin was Professor Myers so cool. Like wow. Favourite subject + one of her favourite teachers? What could be better? Apparently, TODAY was even better, in the Slytherin's opinion. The eleven year old skipped her way inside the greenhouse and immediately bowed when she entered. "Good day, Your Highness!" she said, expecting the Professor to be donning the Red Queen outfit again from that lesson. But when she looked up, she GASPED and pointed at him. "OH NO! OFF WITH HIS HEAD!" THAT WAS SO COOL. THE MAD HATTER COSTUME? Didn't seem like he ran out of Alice in Wonderland clothes! Was he gonna wear the Alice dress next time? Or maybe the Cheshire Cat? So many possibilities that left her excited! "Just kidding. Hi, Professor Hatter!" Vivian beamed at him, and went to get a honking daffodil before finding herself a seat. Now... what were they going to do todaaaaay? |
Herbology was a lesson Hadleigh wasn't sure if she would be continuing with after returning from the holiday break. After giving it full thought she felt it was important to continue onward in her studies with it as if could come in handy with her creature care. Not only were plants pretty but they had tons of different uses as well. Not to mention she had grown to like the lessons of the years. Making her way towards the green house for the mornings lesson Hady could already hear the noise coming from within. Whatever it was and she was sure she was able to guess if needed it was LOUD. Flinching slightly while pushing the door open and stepping inside she made her way towards an empty seat. "Hello Professor Myers!," she called out to be heard over the noise her hazel eyes landing on the man as she spoke, a grin forming on her face right away at his attire. "Looking good Sir!" Would they be doing some more shrinking and caring for much to large plants or tea drinking today? Hearing Myers shout out about grabbing a honking Daffodil she made sure to do so cringing only a little when the darn thing honked directly in her ear! "Well hello to you too," she murmured with a small laugh and shake of her head. Wasn't this flower nice to say hi to her? Selecting an empty seat she set the daffodil down in front of her feet and her bag on the floor at her side. |
SPOILER!!: Echo Nice erm clothes! Paul smiled a little. “Alice themed, again! Have you ever read the series, Echo?” he asked curiously. Such a fabulously playful little set of books! SPOILER!!: Azura “Hello, Azura! Thank you!” He had to go out and BUY this outfit. Didn’t have it on hand like the other one. SPOILER!!: Scarlett Paul waved at Scarlett and smiled. “Hello there! Hope your day is going well so far, Scarlett!” The Herbology professor thought she seemed a bit put off by the noise, but that was okay. It wouldn’t remain this loud the entire lesson, hopefully. SPOILER!!: Matt Oh. My. MERLIN. Paul thought Matt was just ADORABLE. LOOK AT ‘IM! “Matt...your daffodil definitely appreciates your attempt at communication, I can tell,” he winked. “And are you excited about them?” because he sure seemed to. It made Paul’s heart SOOOOOAAAAAAAR. SPOILER!!: Oliver Paul returned Oliver’s wave with a smile and a gentle, “HELLLLLLLO” over the sound of the LOUD AS HECK PLANTS SURROUNDING THEM. aHem. SPOILER!!: Jaemin Jaemin! Paul smiled at the boy. “Hello, Mr. Song!” he said. “And yes, they do enjoy little pats...the snaps…” they were adorable. So were the daffodils. Ugh. Little noise-making babies! SPOILER!!: Brooklyn “Helllllo, Brooklyn! I hope all is well!” he said cheerfully to the normally grumpy girl. And yes, she looked EXTRA grumpy today. OH GOODY. SPOILER!!: Maddie Madde got a wave, too. Paul wouldn’t bother her with a greeting. She was one of those students who was so….ahem, COOL that she kind of intimidated him. Not that he would EVER admit this…..noooooooope! SPOILER!!: Olivia And the Gryffindor got in response to her greeting….”A VEEEEEEEERY MERRY UNBIRTHDAY….TO ME!” AHEM. He finger waved at her little teacup, too, because he did indeed recognize it. How adorable! SPOILER!!: Rooney OH wow. Just WOW. Paul beamed when he saw the getup Rooney was currently donning! How absolutely fitting! “And the same to YOU, March Hare!” Rooney and Olivia were so lovely whenever Paul decided to do themed lessons! It was lovely! And Ravenclaw was so lucky to have such a spirited prefect! SPOILER!!: Steph This one looked so SLEEPY. Paul waved at her and called out, “A VERY MERRY UNBIRTHDAY TO YOU, M’DEAR!” in case she needed to, you know, WAKE UP A LITTLE? SPOILER!!: Janelle My…..ers would be a new nickname for him, it seemed! “Hello to you, too, Ja…..nelle!” he greeted back. Was this a cool new way of talking? Paul wasn’t sure he liked it. It sort of took a lot longer, you know? SPOILER!!: Dot DOT! Paul waved at her...very eagerly. Very excitedly. Because it was Dot. “I DO have a hat, eh!” he said, touching the top of it. “And you...do not, m’dear! I can fix that, though!” and Paul duplicated his and moved to set one riiiiiiight atop her head. “There! Now YOU have a hat too!” Paul mistook her observation as a plea for a hat for herself. Did anyone else want a hat? SPOILER!!: Norah “Hello, Norah, m’dear!” he beamed and went back to sit on his table, whistling a little as he checked his watch. Nearly time, eh? He was glad to see his prefect was on time! Now, for that headboy…. SPOILER!!: Kaycee Kaycee was so tame today! It was..it was a complete shocker, a miracle! Paul had to chalk it up to Dante not being here yet; actually, YES, that was exactly the reason, the more he thought on it. “Hello, Kaycee!” SPOILER!!: Oliver 2 Paul supposed to the unsuspecting ear that the noise was very loud, yes, and he almost felt bad for little Oliver as he stepped inside. But...he’d just have to get used to it O___O “Hello, Oliver Tate...woridhshsogig,” he said, forgetting the boy’s last name and..also butchering whatever he THOUGHT the surname was. But seriously, the kid had a hard name. Paul would never for the LIFE of him remember it. SPOILER!!: Esme Ooooooh ANOTHER ONE WHO KNEW THE SONG! Paul laughed, clapped, and bowed his head at her, lifting his teacup quite dramatically in her direction. “And to YOU, m’dear!” SPOILER!!: Hugo What’s UP. He remembered his very first response to this a couple terms ago when Hugo asked him. “I don’t know, Hugo, why don’t you look up and tell me, eh?” he winked in the boy’s direction. SPOILER!!: Timmy "HELLO, TIMILIA!" he said, equally as loud back. "Hope your day is going WELL!" Timmy was such an eager student! He loved it. SPOILER!!: Fiyero Yes, Fiyero. Going through a bit of an obsession with Alice in Wonderland, yes. NBD. “Why, thank you, Fiyero! Welcome to you!” he bowed his head slightly at the boy. SPOILER!!: Tenacius “And right back at you, Tenacius!” he called out. What a strange child. Nice and polite, and Paul liked him, but strange. SPOILER!!: Rebecca Paul smiled, touched his hat with his wand, and duplicated it once more, setting it gently atop Rebecca’s head. “Well here, now you have one!” It was a big too big for Rebecca’s head since she was so young, but oh well! Seriously, did anyone else want them? SPOILER!!: Vivian Paul laaaaaaaughed. “No no, not my head today, Vivian! A very merry unbirthday to you, though, m’dear!” Such cheer! SPOILER!!: Hadleigh Hehe. “Thanks, Hadleigh! It’s lovely to see you as well!” he called out. Checking his watch once more, it was nearly time to move on, eh? Paul thought so! Sliding off the next, teacup still in hand, Paul decided he’d just yell over the daffodils for now. He honestly hardly noticed the noise that much anymore. “OKAY EVERYONE!” he called out. “We’re going to be doing TWO things today! The first is repotting these daffodils! They’re growing just SO fast and need a slightly bigger pot for the next month or so! Since Daxton had “Now, for a brief review on honking daffodils, they honk softly when they’re content, and they’re actually completely quiet at night, you’d be surprised. But when they’re…..when something is WRONG, their honking is extremely loud and can be overwhelming to our ears. That’s why they’re being SO LOUD today….they’re uncomfortable in their little pots there!” Paul set his teacup down and pulled some heavy duty gloves on. “Gloves ON everyone!” he announced. “If you need an extra pair, there are some in the back of the room.” Paul pushed his table forward slightly and stroked the petals of the daffodil once before waving his wand and levitating slightly larger pots to each of the students. “You all are going to need these!” he grinned. “I’m going to walk you through the repotting process here. It’s a particular ordeal due to the daffodils’ nature. The steps will appear on the board as I say and DO them. It won’t be TOO difficult…” unless the daffodils were being difficult O__O “First step is SILENCE YOUR DAFFODILS. Silencio, yes?” everyone knew this spell, right? “If you need a little help, just ask your neighbor!” Magic could be ifffffy sometimes, better to say it was okay to ask for help if they needed it. They were getting right into it! Paul thought it silly to go over honking daffodils in much detail, though, when it was right in their textbooks. He more wanted to do something actually care related to the plants today. Once there was sweet, sweet silence on the daffodil end, Paul smiled. “Ahhh...that’s a lot better…” though the screechsnaps were shrieking still, it was a lot less...loud now. “The NEXT step is to fill up your bigger pots, the pot the daffodil is currently NOT in, halfway up with dirt. There are buckets of dirt behind you all--go fill your pots up about HALFWAY, now!” Paul held up his own pot which he had already filled halfway for them to see. 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OOC: Hey guys! <3 Class has officially begun! So if you want to post now, just pretend your character has been here the whole time OR face IC consequences! ^_^ No post count requirement for any of these steps, so just have fun with this RP-wise. I wanna' move on in fifteen (maybe longer) hours! Love y'all! ps. Sorry for all of Paul's yelling, but those daffodils were LOUD. |
The post I lost was better.. but ehh Azura smiled as she looked up at Professor Paul as he started A very Merry Unbirthday to you Professor Meyers." She thought with a smile.. She kept her purple eyes glued to him as he started to explain about the Daffodils and she turned a sad face to her poor little flower. It was unhappy! She knew all about that! Sure she didn't honk.. but she cried.. She gently tried to stroke it's leaves as she waited for the next set of instructions.. Ohh gloves! Azura dug her purple gloves out of her bag and pulled them on, just in time to Thankfully catch the pot that was being levitated towards them.. Whew..She set the pot down carefully and then turned to her Daffodil and smiled at it.. "See, look.." She said in a soothing voice. "We are going to get you a bigger pot, so you won't be so uncomfortable.. Isn't that fun?" If she had hoped her calm words was going to make the flower calm down.. she was sorely mistaken.. It just kept honking and she sighed softly.. There went her career as a Flower Whisperer yeah? Good thing she had a few backups. "I'm sorry." She said as she picked up her and and said.. "Silencio! Along with the appropriate wand movement.. And Thankfully.. Silence. Though now the silence seemed even more deafening then the loud honking! The teen could almost hear herself think! She closed her eyes for a few moments in order to get her bearings before, looking up at the Professor again.. Dirt.. Right. She turned around and grabbed a bucket full of dirt and started to pour it carefully into the bigger pot.. There! "That looks good ehh?" She asked her flower as she looked down at it.. All right.. next? |
These daffodils were so loud! Hattie liked Daffodils but they were just so loud! They were pretty though. They were some of her favourite flowers. So she was super glad that they were learning about them. oh? silencing the flowers. That sounded like such a good idea actually! Then they would be quiet. That was going to be the best, because then at least she would actually be able to hear her own thoughts. Silenco. She could do that spell. She'd been practicing her spells, so that she was okay at them in class. Smiling, the blonde pulled her wand out and pointed it at the honking daffodils in front of her. "Silenco" The murmured confidently, and the daffodils became silent. "Perfect" |
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And was he excited about them? "YES, SIR! They are AWESOME! LOOK AT THEM, HAHA!" As Matt said that, he lifted up his little honking daffodil as it made more funny noises. HAHAHAHA, those were brilliant. Look at them going bonkers with their honking. HAHA! "These are my favourite plants. Flowers." Things. Anything noisy was Matt's favourite. Those were too cool. Cue more duck noises. LOUD ones. And look at professor Myers yelling over there, HAHAHAHA! THIS CLASS WAS THE BEST! ... WHAT? Silence the daffodils??? "But... but...!!! But professor, can't we leave them honking?? It's..." Good argument, come on, he needed a good argument! "...it's what they want to do, ain't it?? I mean, it's their way of... expressing themselves!!!!" COME ON, THAT WAS AN EXCELLENT POINT! So. He started filling up the bigger pot with dirt as the daffodil HAPPILY honked away. Right behind him so he could PROTECT it from other NOT UNDER HIS WATCH! |
Repotting the daffodils wasn't exactly difficult work and as Maddie got out her gloves and set them aside, she listened intently to Professor Myers give a little background information. Nothing new to her, so no notes taken, but a refresher was always appreciated as NEWTs were fast approaching. She'd be doing well in this particular subject, she was sure. Once her gloves were on, the seventh year made quick work of silencing her honking daffodil. "Going through a bit of a growth spurt, are we? It's a good thing so the honking won't be necessary. We'll have you repotted in no time." She spoke softly, more to herself than to the plant as she pulled the larger pot towards her to ensure it was in perfect condition. If this plant was going to a new home, might as well be a good one. She was tempted to use her seventh year status to get a first year to retrieve her soil but Maddie didn't trust that they wouldn't spill it before making it back to her. Hopping up from her spot, she went herself and returned to her work space in no time at all. Half way, Myers had said? Lifting the bucket, she tipped it and little by little, the larger pot began to fill up with soil. She stopped once she was satisfied with the amount and set the bucket out of the way. Alright, ready for the next step over here. She'd show as much by looking over at the professor with a rather expectant expression. |
Re-potting! He enjoyed re-potting plants, though sometimes it was dangerous. If they didn't like their new soil, then they just... died. Like full on died. Which was probably why the pot was only getting filled halfway, right? So the soil that the plant already liked would go in with the soil it didn't know yet. First things first though... they had to silence the daffodils. Other people seemed to think it mean, but it didn't bother Jaemin at all; the daffodil wouldn't notice, after all. And when he lifted the spell, it would be much, much happier and not as loud and upset sounding. The small Slytherin pulled out his wand and gave it a gentle flick, muttering the spell. "Silencio." There. Much quieter, which meant it would be that much easier for him to work! Jaemin gave the daffodil a gentle pet before getting up to go fill his pot with some dirt. Halfway, so there was plenty of room left for the daffodil and its favourite dirt. NEXT STEP PLEASE. |
sure the plants were kind of cute but why did it have to have so much dirt, something she didn't really like to do. Good thing that she brought her ear muffs, the sound wasn't so brutal. not really hearing the instructions she could hear the students around her, and it sounded like they were using " Silencio" taking her wand out she did the same.. Echo was kind of bummed that she didn't think of that before. Doing the proper movement Echo said " Silencio" she took one ear muff off to test the waters. her plant was nice and quiet and other students were calming them down so it was safe enough for her to take off her own. Now that she could hear Echo caught the last of her instructions, taking her empty pot she filled it half way. as soon as she was done she dusted off her hands real quick and waited further instructions. |
Aww, did they have to silence the daffodils? Fiyero thought all the honking was pretty funny, He wondered if his daffodil would honk even louder if he hinked back at it. "Honk, honk!" he said, and the daffodil gave an inquisitive honk in reply. "Honk!" Okay, that was enough of that. Time to get to work and silence the flower like Professor Myers wantd. So how exactly was he supposed to do that? He remembered hearing that the flowers would be quiet when they were happy, so he gave the dafodil a small pat. "You afe a funny flower, arent you?" he said with a small smile. "Could stop honking now please?" The daffodil just honked even louder. "Personally I like the honking, but Professor Myers said-" Yeah, this wasn't working. He'd have to think of something else. He looked around to see several of his classmates putting silencing charms on their plants. Hmm... he didn't think they were allowed to use spells in the flowers. Ohwell... "Silencio," he said, pointing his wand at the daffodil. The honking stopped immediately. "Sorry about that," Fiyero said, giving the flower another little pat before going to fill up his pot with dirt. He set the pot down on his desk with a thump in front of the flower. "Check it out!" he said to the daffodil, "Ive got a nice big pot for you..." |
Whoop! Herboology time! Were those honking Daffodils? Eppp so exciting, The second year couldn't turn down a chance to studying, and care for plants. Plants and flowers were her life, man. Practically bouncing in her seat as she pulled out her gloves. Anyone could tell that she girl loved herbology. It was a little hard hearing Paul's instructions, he was now yelling over the honking. Okay good now she could hear. She slipped her gloves on and took her wand and pointed it at her Daffodil. "Silencio." Thank goodness as the honking in front of her and much better Now she had to fill the her empty pot half way with spoil, dirt. Katerina started to fill the pot with soil until it was full half way. She stopped there and waited for Paul to continue the instructions. Beaming at him in the front of the classroom. |
They had the silence the flowers? Shame. Kaycee quite liked how flustered the Professor was over the noise. But alas. If she didn't silence hers, he'd be able to tell. She cast a quick "Silencio." and glanced at the larger pot. Fill it halfway up with dirt? Easy enough. She put on her gloves and took her larger pot back to the dirt pile. Careful as to not get any dirt on her clothes, she began shoveling dirt into the pot. |
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It didn't even match her robes. "Neat. Thanks... sir. Really." If he was just a little bit less her favorite and less enthused, she'd probably take it off, but now, Dot was required to wear it through class. And maybe be seen with it in the halls occasionally. Finally, class started, and Dot gratefully turned her attention to the potted daffodil. Poor thing was crowded, that's why it was so loud and cranky. Imagine being shoved into clothes that didn't fit, and Dot would probably be squawking too. "Can we not silence them, sir? They have just as much right to complain about their living situation as anyone. Maybe more, since they don't have legs to lift them out of this pot. Or career aspirations. Or a way to see Fiji someday. I'd complain too." But she did fill her second pot halfway with dirt as instructed. This Slytherin followed directions. |
Oh Professor Myers was so funny. Ja......nelle, ha ha. But seriously, it was time for class to start, so Janelle tried to get focused. It wasn't easy with all of the honking, but after a while, she was able to tune out the flowers........sort of. It was good to know that the daffodils could actually be quiet, or at the very least, quieter. They, the students, had the ability to make the daffodils happy, by repotting them. Janelle guessed that she'd be loud and disgruntled too, if she was stuck in a small, cramped place. As instructed, Janelle donned her gloves. She watched as a large pot flew her way and landed right in front of her. Then Janelle thought, if the flowers were unhappy now.......how loud would they be when they were forcibly uprooted. Fortunately, she would not have to find out. They were allowed to use magic to take care of the issue. Pointing her wand at her daffodil, Janelle said, "Silencio". It seemed she cut the sound off in mid honk. "Sorry", she said to her plant. "Professor's orders." Janelle got her pot and moved it closer to the bucket of soil. Then she proceeded to add dirt to her pot, until it was the required half full. Done.......for now. Janelle took one glove off and wrote the first steps in her notebook. She would update the steps as they went along. Now what was next? |
Olly might have been offended that Professor Myers clearly didn't remember either of his last names except he couldn't hear so he couldn't be offended. Instead he just sat and hope class would start soon, and luckily it did. He caught most of the words Professor Myers was saying, though a few were drowned out by the honking. Silencing charm! Olly did that eagerly. "Silencio!" His own daffodil stopped honking, and so did most of the others as his classmates silenced their daffodils. Now that he could relax a bit more again he was ready to repot. The first step was simply to fill the larger pot halfway up with dirt. That was easy enough. Olly got some dirt and filled the pot half full. |
Professor Myers looked really goofy in his outfit but it was really cool at the same time. He had to be one of the most fun professors that they had. He didn't care what anyone thought about him. Juno looked over her Daffodil. It was lovely, and very large for such a small pot to be in. No wonder it was honking like crazy. "Don't worry little one. We will have you a new home in a jiffy. I am sorry for this but I have to do it. Professor's orders." She pulled out her wand, and with a flick of her wrist "Silencio!" Finally her lovely flower was quiet....and all the others were quickly starting to quiet down as well. It was a good thing too....she was starting to get a head ache. She then quickly filled up the larger pot half way with dirt, as directed. There were a lot of girls here that didn't like to get dirty, she wasn't one of them. Their mother taught them at an early age to garden. She didn't enjoy it as much as Esme did but she did like it. She sat, waiting patiently for the next set of instructions. |
Tim listened to the instructions and looked at her really loud daffodil. She first wrote down some notes on what the professor was saying before reaching her her gloves and putting them on. There, that wasn't too hard. Next, she used Silencio on her daffodil and an expression of relief came across her face. At least now she wouldn't become deaf or starting hating plants. Though that last one was a bit dramatic. Leaving the daffodil on her desk, the blonde carefilly carried a pot and filled it half way as instructed. At least the daffodils would have a new home. You know, one that they actually fit in and we're comfortable with. Carrying her pot back to her desk, Tim quietly studied the daffodil more and drew a diagram of one in her notebook. So far, the plants sounded way better when not trying to make any one of these students bleed from their ear. |
Stephanie's eyes might have closed a bit before the professor just yelled the very famous saying from the books, "Feliz...no...I mean, Merry Un birthday to you sir..." Spanish was slipping again. Not good, brain, not good. The yelling quite woke her up, along with all the honking from the daffodils inside the greenhouse. In code, she wrote all instructions and looked around for all she needed for this first step to know the cute plant. Now, Silencio, please she whispered as she pointed her wand towards the daffodil. Instantly, it stopped honking, quite a relief that intensified as her classmates achieved to do the same thing. What was next? Right, half that pot. Quickly, she left the plant and retrieved new soil for it in half the new pot, came back and waited. What's up next? |
Norah made a conscious effort to make her handwriting as neat as she could possibly could (which was still not very neat, but at least her sentences were in somewhat straight lines) because this stuff was important. She absolutely intended to make honking daffodils part of her daily life someday when she had her very own garden. That was the dream. So, good notes it was. She gave her flower another grin before pulling her wand out and aiming it. "Sorry, little guy." It was rude enough to tell somebody to be quiet, let alone CHARM them to be quiet. Poor lil' bubs. "Silencio!" Mid-honk, the daffodil fell silent. Even after almost seven whole years at this school, Norah still felt a little jolt of excitement when her spell worked on the first time. After ALL this time. Ridiculous. She paused to make sure nothing disastrous could happen to it before vacating her seat to fill the other pot with soil. The seventh year closed her eyes and inhaled the sweet scent of dirt, which she was almost positive would be a big component of her amortentia scent. Along with chocolate chip cookies. And Yoongi, probably. And even more chocolate chip cookies. Soil. Right. She quickly added more soil to the pot until it was as close to halfway full as she could get it and gave the surface a little pat before returning to her seat. Ta da! Anybody need help? Aaaaaanybody? |
It seemed that everyone was following along well enough. Repotting was never too difficult, really, more...it was a particular routine for specific plants. And no two plants were ever really repotted in the EXACT same way, not according to Paul Myers. Paul would have let them keep their flowers noisy...if he had known a few of them actually LIKED the way they sounded; however, it didn’t make any difference. Moving on. Paul got in position to start showing them the next few steps. “Next, grab the daffodils by their main stems--the biggest on with the flower on it, obviously! Grab it right under the bloom of the flower, now!” Paul demonstrated on his own daffodil, gripping the thick stem under the flower part of the plant. “Please do not crush their leaves when you do this!” That would be rude! “Now, your one hand is going to hold the flower steady while your OTHER hand siphons SOME of the dirt from the old pot into the new pot! You have to mix the two dirts together because repotting can sometimes damage plants because of the change of soil!” Daffodils weren’t too sensitive to this, but Paul liked to be safe rather than sorry. “This next part is a little delicate. Once you’re done with putting some of the oil dirt in with the new dirt in the new pot, take that hand and rummage it around until your hand is completely under the roots of the flower. Don’t handle the roots roughly; be gentle. Cup the roots gently while also keeping a firm hold of the stem.” Paul was concentrating so hard on making sure he was graspig the stem in the right spot and wiggling his other hand through the dirt to cup the daffodil under its roots that his hat flopped off of his head! OH NO! HIS HAAAAAAT. He’d have to get it in a minute when his hands were not occupied! “Now, tug the plant out of the remainder of the dirt and out of the pot completely. GENTLY, okay? Gently.” And Paul did just that, getting dirt ALL over his front in the process. Well POOPY, man. He’d need to wash his costume thoroughly after this! “Now, place the daffodil in the new pot that’s a little more than halfway filled by now, and hold him in place as you dump the rest of that other soil out into the NEW POT.” Paul did it all as he explained it to them. The fresh smell of soil was overwhelming the white-haired professor, but he loved it. Were they following along all right? Did any of them need help? “Feel free to use any magic you think might help---but magic is also not necessary!” And also...time to retrieve his hat! Leaning over, Paul quickly popped it back to the top of his head. The Mad Hatter needed his HAAAAAAAT! Quote:
OOC: SO, to make it look nicer for your eyes, we're on steps 3-7. No post requirement, role-play out the steps in whatever kinda' way your heart desires! I'll be around, nudge me/Paul if you need either of us! Y'all will have at least 24 hours (if not more, depending on my day tomorrow and my exhaustion) and catchup posts always allowed! <3 |
It sounded like a lot when Professor Myers explained it all at once like that. But really, if Olly took it step by step it wasn't so bad. First things first all he had to do was grab the daffodil. That was like the easiest step ever. So he did just that. Of course it wasn't as simple as just grabbing it because there were requirements about where to grab it and he had to be gentle and everything but it was still pretty easy. Olly grabbed the big stem just below the petals, and was of course very careful not to crush any of the leaves. The next step was just a bit more complicated but still fairly easy. He took the small shovel and transferred some of the dirt from the old pot into the new one. Apparently it was necessary even if Olly didn't completely understand why. Wouldn't the flower like all new, fresh dirt? That would be like washing part of your sheets but not the whole thing so when you got into bed part of it felt nice and fresh but some of it was still old and not completely clean. Or was it not like that at all with plants? Apparently not. So he transferred some of the dirt and it was time to move on to the next step. |
Okay, good. Things were getting a little more bearable here once people had started silencing their daffodils. Not that Esme had anything wrong with the plants, and she DID rather like gardening... but it would be a lot nicer if she didn't feel as if she was getting a headache. After giving a sigh, she cast Silencio towards the plant. Aaah, that was much better. Now she could actually hear herself think. Smiling at the thought, she proceeded to fill the pot halfway with dirt. While she didn't exactly LOVE getting her hands dirty she was okay with it. Back at home she helped her mother with some of the gardening. Juno didn't help as much but that was okay because they were quite different from each other. Nature was one of the thing she loved just like magical creatures. Well, the cute and gentle ones like unicorns. Not things like dragons so much. |
What was an un-birthday? And was there someone she didn't know in the class called Alice? And surely Myers' hat was completely and utterly impractical for class? If she'd worn such a monstrosity, she had a feeling points would have been docked. Basically, all of the above references were still completely bewildering to her. She chewed on her lip, and distractedly stroked her daffodil as she tried to concentrate on the instructions Myers was giving. And no, she definitely did not want a hat of her own. So, first she had to silence her daffodil. Relieved it was a spell she knew she could do, she quickly did so. "Silencio!" And then she went to retrieve a bigger pot, and filled it about halfway with soil, patting it down lightly. So far, so good. She didn't really understand how Myers was cupping the plant out of the pot though. For one, her daffodil's root seemed far too tightly packed to get her hand anywhere around it without causing damage. Instead, she tipped some of the loose soil off the surface into the new pot first, and then examined her old pot a bit closer. Maybe if she held the stalk carefully and tugged on the pot it'd give way? |
catching up + Prof question So they were supposed to be repotting these honksters? Tencius could barely hear the Professor above the din of his own plant "Shh settle down girl..." he said to his plant with little effect. But wait silencio-- they can get their plants to keep quiet? Tenacius didn’t usually like muffling anything but hey he could well try yeah? Now how did the spell go? Yeah he has to check his books. Proof of how he wasn’t really into what this spell does. Read read read... ok he at least has it figured out somewhat "Silencio." he cast his wand with a reverse flick and a slash downward. The daffodil paused for a moment, seemingly alarmed on what he was trying to do. Did it have any effect? 'Honk!' Well it quieted down somewhat and he'll settle with that "Shhhhhh... " he said again putting his fingers against his lips. He wont enforce the spell further if Honky plant wont make any more noise yeah? But right, to get to the CAUSE of the noise-- get this plant a bigger crib! He slipped on his gloves, grabbed the bigger pot and started to fill it with dirt. Siphon some of the old soil into the new pot? He wasn’t sure how to do that-- siphoning stuff out and making them vanish was one thing-- he was practically an expert on that, but transfering dirt onto another pot? Yeahhhh lets just do things by hand eh? Dig dig dig, scoop, plop the dirt onto the new pot. The leonine lad repeated the process until the daffodil itself was pretty lose and started to wobble. And warble! "Shhh shhhh..." he repeatedly reassured the Daffodil again. He really didn’t want to take back his word on not muffling her up. Also he really didn’t want to have to get dirt all over his wand. He held the plant by the stem just as the Professor demonstrated and started to gently loosen it up some more then lifted it out of the old pot. And there it goes plopped into the new pot. "There see? Bigger crib for ya." The daffodil shifted its bloom as it tried to re-orient itself, and Tenacius took that distraction to transfer the rest of the old soil into the newer pot. Pat pat pat goes the gloved hands around the pot to settle the soil. "Nice and snug aint it?" And the Daffodil honked! Sounded like it had its approval. But now he has a question "Professor, are we gonna water them? The soil feels a little dry." |
SPOILER!!: Silencio and dirt in pot stuff And noooooow....he was gonna actually move the plant. He read the steps on the board over and over, making sure he really had it right. The last thing he wanted was to hurt this little baby plant. Veeeeery carefully, Oliver grabbed the stem of the daffodil, managing to find a spot where there were no leaves the crush. SUCCESS! And then he siphoned the old dirt....and then...well, and then he forgot what the next step was. He stared blankly at the daffodil who was silently honking. "You're probably so angry right now. I'm so sorry." Squinting back up at the board, he read the steps over again. Right. Pull the flower out. No big deal. As he tugged on the daffodil's stem, he couldn't help but apologize to the plant over and over again. Oliver was pretty sure none of the was any fun for the plant. Once he felt the plant lift out, he quickly managed to get his hand under the roots aaaand looked back up at the board again for the next step. Seeing he was almost done, he beamed and quickly placed the plant into his comfy new home and pet it's petals again. "WE DID IT!" For whatever reason, repotting was proving to be stressful and Ollie was extremely proud to have been able to do it without hurting his plant. He poured in the rest of the dirt from the old pot and patted it into the new pot softly. "There you go buddy, you're all moved in." And now he could sit back and relax for a couple of minutes until they moved on to the next thing. |
Tenacius! They were all doing wonderfully! Paul patted the top of his happy little daffodil once before standing to walk by everyone's desks. "Looking good everyone! It isn't hard word, just...careful work, as I said!" as the students were probably discovering. Ahh, Tenacius. Always getting ahead of himself. "Yes, we'll water them in just a moment. But first I want everyone to finish actually repotting before we do that! Just to keep us all in the same place, you know?" he smiled. "But very good thinking, Tenacius. I like that brain of yours!" Very good, very good, that he had his students thinking about plants like this! So carefully...it was a beautiful thing. "Does anyone else have any questions or need help with ANYTHING? Just a few more minutes, now!" |
Major catch up! Being a big fan of Alice in Wonderland, Kitty was naturally pleased to see Professor Myers dressed up in another Alice in Wonderland costume, this time the Mad Hatter. The honking daffodil's were screaming so loudly that she didn't bother with trying to say hello, so instead she just waved at him from the back. Then she sat and listened to hear what the lesson would be about, wincing now and then whenever a daffodil shrieked especially loudly. Ooh, they were going to be repotting the daffodils? Okay. That sounded much safer to Kitty than their last Alice in Wonderland themed lesson! She gratefully took the gloves and an empty pot before turning to her daffodil. "Silencio!" She shouted because she wasn't sure if the spell would work if there was so much noise around. Then she began refilling the pot with dirt. |
Post 1 Steps 3-4 Azura watched Professor Meyers closely as he started to demonstrate the next few steps.. She had never really re-potted flowers before.. and she was scribbling down notes all the while attempting to follow along.. All right.. She was getting slightly behind and she put her pen down (She hadn't even bothered to take off her gloves) And then started to follow what the Professor was saying.. All right.. She put one of her rather tiny hands up to the flower and carefully grabbed it on the stem just under the bloom, making sure to not crush any of the leaves.. she really didn't want to hurt the flower after all. "I'm going to move you to a bigger pot in a little bit okay?" She said softly to the Daffodil.. "First I need to hold onto you.. so don't freak out okay?" Since it still had the silencing charm on it.. She couldn't tell if it understood or not.. But she was going to go with yes.. For her own sanity.. Now, she carefully scooped up some of the old soil and moved it into the new pot and mixed it up with the new soil.. There.. She added a handful more.. before looking back at the flower.. "All right.. Just bear with me here okay? This could be tricky and slow and I want to be careful." She explained to it with a smile.. Gently petting the leaves of her flower as she geared up for the next few steps.. |
lala catching up :P Of course Brooklyn was grumpy. More accurately, she was just irritated, at having to go outside when there had been acromantulas again, at having to deal with the loudness of said daffodils and other insanity. She still at least semi-respected the professor, though, which was why she didn’t respond to his little question of if all was well with a snide remark. Honestly, she still could barely hear him anyhow, given the earplugs. It was what kept her from just turning and leaving. That and the fact the daffodil she’d brought to her station had seemed to understand her glare. At least it had quietened slightly, even though it was still honking. It had made it simple to slip her gloves on, since there was an arrangement now. As long as her daffodil didn’t annoy her, she’d stop glaring. Plus, she’d leaned back as another pot was placed at her station. She had sent a speculative look toward the professor as she thought she’d heard him say they could use spells on their daffodils, too. Specifically, a Silencing charm, which was intriguing to her. She wondered if they could silence everything that annoyed them, but still kept that to herself. Instead, she merely took her wand out and cast. “Silencio!” Now the honking was definitely less, nearly to the point she could dare to take the earplugs out. She kept them close, though, just in case they’d be needed again. Obviously some people had some sort of bias against the quiet. She needed her hearing to play after all. With maybe a brief glance at those daffodil defenders, she went over to fill the pot halfway with dirt. The idea of talking someone into doing it for her had occurred, but by now she’d decided it was simpler to do things herself. These things anyway. Things that needed her critical eye. Either way, now that her pot was half full, she returned to her daffodil, lowering the strength of her silencing charm enough that it could honk softly. It was pathetic watching it try to honk and realize no sound was coming out. She could be nice when she wanted to. Carefully grasping the stem right underneath the flower, she gently scooped dirt out and into the new pot. Just enough to loosen the soil but not enough that the plant wasn’t supported. She was smart enough to be able to follow that direction. Just because she didn’t consider Herbology one of her preferred subjects didn’t mean she was going to be reckless. In any case, it was time to transfer the daffodil. “Ready to move?,” she asked it quietly, slipping a gloved hand carefully into the loosened dirt until she was cupping the rootball. Lifting her hand, she watched the daffodil as the soft honking nearly took on a questioning tone. At least it was still quiet. Setting the rootball into the new pot, on top of the dirt, she returned her attention to the old pot. Leaving one hand to support the daffodil, she used the other to tip the smaller pot and transfer the rest of the dirt into the new one and around the plant. A few pats to the surface and she sat back to eye the stem. It looked like it was going to be supported. There wasn’t any more dirt in the old pot to add, anyhow. What was there would just have to do. |
Glancing at the daffodil, Esme couldn't help but feel bad. The poor thing was honking away even though no sound was coming out. "Wow, you must hate me right now. I'm sorry." But really it had needed to be done because it was very noisy and she needed to get this done headache free. As cute as the daffodil was, the honking was very tedious. Caaaaarefully she grabbed the stem while being super careful not to crush the leaves. "Sorry!" she said again in case she was hurting the poor thing. Plants were living things and she didn't want to hurt any of them if she could. Nature was a wonderful thing after all and she did love flowers. When she was older she was going to have her own big garden just like the one that her mom kept at home. And she would also grow vegetables and fruits! It was going to be wonderful. Furrowing her brows slightly in concentration, she set about siphoning out some of the soil while leaving enough for the roots. This was followed by another "Sorry!" as she gently tugged on the plant while her other hand made its way under the roots. Once it had been pulled out, Esme placed it into the new pot. The rest of the roots were buried, and she made sure to fill the dirt up so that it stopped an inch from the top. Pleased, she waited patiently for the next instructions. |
steps 3 to 7 It was finally full quite, all the flowers weren't honking any more. Echo felt that it was safe enough to put her ear muffs back in her bag. While she was doing this she was given more instructions, and she knew it she had to get more dirtier. ggggrrreeaaatttt. Following her steps she put her hand in her flower and grabbed the biggest stem and she found it Echo made sure that she didn't touch any of the leaves. with the other hand free Echo pushed the dirt around so she didn't hurt any of the little roots under the dirt.. She gave a gentle tug and the part that she didn't like was putting her hand in the dirt to help pull it out. now she fully pulled and the plant came out. Placing it quickly in the new planter Now that it was safely in the new planter Echo held the stem and put new/old dirt in, she thought that mixing the dirt would be a good idea. Hopefully she was right. Letting her fingers go on the grip of the plant and it didn't move, so she fully let go, stepping back she dusted her gloves off and was really proud of herself. |
Fiyero blinked dumbly at Professor Myers's directions. He had no idea repotting plants was so involved! Setting to work, he examined the main stem of his plant, looking for a spot to grab where there wouldn't be many leaves to get in the way. All the while, the daffodil was honking incessantly - but silently. "I know, silencing charms are no fun," Fiyero said, giving the flower a little pat. "If you're good, I'll take it off." He grabbed the stem as close to the bloom as he could without disturbing any if the leaves and began to siphon dirt into the larger pot with his other hand. Transferring dirt one-handed was tougher than it looked, but Fiyero managed. Now came the hard part, getting the plant out of the pot. He slowly maneuvered his hand under the daffodil, taking extra care not to hurt any of the roots. Despite the silencing charm, he could still tell the.flower was honking its head off... apparently it didn't like having its roots touched. "Sorry," he apologized. Cupping his hand under the daffodil, Fiyero gave it a gentle tug, and the plant came loose with a soft pop. Was that sound normal? Had he accidentally broken something? The plant wasn't acting agitated - or at least no more than it had been- so he assumed it was fine. He placed it in the new pot, carefully arranging the rest of the old dirt around it. The flower was still noiselessly honking, but it seemed a bit happier now. "There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" |
Steps 3-7 Juno watched as the professor transplanted the flower to another pot. It looked simple enough, but she was scared to harm the flowers roots. "Bare with me little one. Soon you will have a new home." Her mother always told them talking to the flowers made them happy and helped them grow faster. Juno started the transplanting. She gently gripped the stem just below the bloom, making sure that she didn't crush any leaves, or grip too hard. Even though she couldn't hear it anymore, the flower was still honking like crazy. She felt bad for it but knew this was going to make it happier. She checked the next step on the board. While still gently holding on to the stem, she started to siphon out some of the old dirt into the new pot. She made sure that she didn't take too much out, as to not disturb the roots of her flower, but took out just enough to be able to mix with with the new dirt. This was the scary part. "I am sorry if this hurts you little one, but you will be much happier in your new pot." She then gently tugged on the flower, making sure she didn't tug too hard. It gave a silent little honk at the tub which made Juno feel really bad. After tugging, she reach into the dirt, and propped her hand under the roots. She then gently pulled the flower and all of its roots out of the dirt. Thank goodness she hadn't hurt the flower! She placed the flower in it's new home, burying the roots and filled up the pot with more dirt and made double sure that she was only an inch from the top. "How's that little one?" She asked the flower with a small smile on her face. |
Now that the other pot was all ready for the daffodil it was time to actually transfer it over. He gave a little tug, not too hard or he'd tug the top right off and that would be bad. With his other hand he reached into the dirt and got under the roots as best he could. It seemed fine. He really did not want to break any parts of the flower off so he went slowly. But eventually he did get the whole thing out of the pot in one piece. He was pretty proud of himself for achieving that. Putting it into the other pot should be the easy part. It wasn't as nerve wracking that much was definitely true. Once he got the daffodil comfortably into the pot he relaxed a bit. Nothing had broken or fallen off. All he had to do now was put more dirt into the new pot. He made sure the roots were buried and then kept filling until there was only about an inch from the top before the dirt started. |
Now back in her seat, Kaycee watched the professor do the next part of the activity. Grab the stem. Mix the dirt. Grab the flower. Move the flower. Add more dirt. Easy enough. She gently held the daffodil by the stem, careful not to hurt the petals, and moved some of the dirt out of the way to the other pot. So far so good. Just a little more and she should be able to loosen the dirt enough to get to the roots. Alright. That should do it. She carefully wiggled her other hand under the roots and tried to free her flower. Come on. Let go roots. Let it go. |
1-4 When the Professor duplicated the hat on top of his head and gave one to her, the Gryffindor let out a laugh and said a quick thank you. The hat however was too big for her so she had to held it up with one hand otherwise it would fall over her eyes. But she was not taking it off. The daffodil on her desk was making a lot of loud noises and Rebecca would have had a hard time focusing on the Professor’s words if he hadn’t yelled like he was doing now. Silencing the plants sounded like a good idea though and Bec gladly took her phoenix feather wand out of her wrist holster. But first! The gloves. Good thing she had heard that part. She had no idea what kind of plants these were but she bet they were dangerous if they had to wear gloves! With her gloved hands she pointed her wand at the Daffodil and said “Silencio!” to her amazement, the spell worked right away. Then grabbing an empty bucket , the Gryffindor turned around to scoop up some dirt to fill the pots halfway. …Grab the daffodil by the stem? Bec blinked, which wasn’t noticeable because the hat on top of her head had slid down to cover her eyes. She quickly pulled It up and saw the Professor grabbing the what she supposed was, the stem under the bloom of the flower. Not wanting to miss anything , the eleven year old decided to take off the hat and placed it on top of her bag and made a mental note to leave some gummy worms for the Professor later. She took hold of the stem with her gloved hands and after looking around to see if she was doing what everyone else was, and with another hand she siphoned some of the dirt from the old pot into the new pot. Mixing the dirt a little, Bec stayed quiet while she was working, tongue sticking out a little as she focused. She wasn’t as crazy as the majority of the students who TALKED and APOLOGIZED to their plants! . |
Okay, Tim could do this. Maybe a little too many steps to take in but thankfully the professor had written them down. The blonde carefully read on what to do first while repeating in her head what Myers had said about being careful. As she carefully grabbed the daffodil in the right place, Tim began moving some of the dirt out of the pot and gently tugged on the plant while doing so. So far so good and she hadn't crushed any of the leaves, that was a plus there. When enough dirt was out, Tim scooped under the root and lifted the plant out. Carefully moving it to the new pot, she set it inside and covered the roots, up to where Myers had said to stop. Tim measured the distance of the top of the pot till where the dirt stopped. It was most likely an inch apart, maybe a little more? But she was going to leave it as it was just to be safe. She'll just add more afterwards if needed. Hopefully it won't but who knows. |
It seemed everyone was getting to be done or NEAR done, at least! Paul smiled and went back to his table at the front of the room. "Very good, everyone! I think the daffodils are now MUCH happier than before!" he gestured at his own, whose bloom was drooping as if it were asleep. Awww, how precious! "Now we're going to UN-silence them. I don't typically silence them at all, but I figured you're all new to dealing with these flowers, or at least haven't been doing it as long as I have." That number did not need to be revealed. Ahem. "So, go ahead and un-silence them with a quick FINITE." That would do the trick. Paul waved his wand and silently un-silenced his flower, which was making ZERO noises because yes, it seemed to have fallen asleep. It was snoring quite lightly. "Now, your daffodil may or may not still be honking! If it's still honking, you need to give it either water, fertilizer, or both! There's no way to really tell which it wants, but I would try the water first...and if it stops honking, hold off on the fertilizer." It was just safer that way. "As Tenacius said, they probably DO need water. They're thirsty! Repotting them takes a good amount of energy for the little guys." He smiled and gently pat the top of the flower. "So, get to that, m'dears! Once you're finished with your daffodil--once it stops honking--place the pot in the back of the room and come grab a screechsnap off the ground before sitting back down." Paul smirked and rubbed his hands together. The students were IN for it with the screechsnaps. This group were particularly feisty because of the whole...Daxton business. Being turned ENORMOUS for about month before Paul could shrink them back down to the their normal size. It made them only slightly more aggressive, but feisty enough to be quite hard to handle. So this should be jolly good fun! "Oh! There are buckets of fertilizer in the back of the room." It smelled. They wouldn't be able miss it. OOC: Hello again! So I guess I WAS tired because its a little less than 36 hours later! But that's totally okay, I enjoyed reading all of the posts because all the characters are just too funny, lol! I'll give you guys about 24 hours to do the next few instructions! <3 |
catching up, steps 3-7 Eying the daffodil curiously, Maddie reached out and took hold of the main stem. She watched for any signs of discomfort as the plant could no longer voice such things. No unusual movement occurred and so she used her free hand to scoop some of the dirt from the smaller pot and into the bigger one. A little piece of home the daffodil could keep with it. She quite liked thinking of it like that. This next part seemed a bit intrusive but the Ravenclaw went ahead and dug her free hand into the dirt around the plant until she'd located the roots. She checked again for any signs that she was doing damage to the daffodil and when she was sure she wasn't, she moved her hand in a fluid movement and cupped the roots. "Hope you're ready to move." Because it was time to repot. Tugging gently, Maddie manage to get the daffodil out on the second try, making a mess of her workspace in the process. Lucky she wasn't too concerned with dirt. Once the daffodil was settled in the larger pot, she clapped the dirt off her hands and poured the remaining dirt from its old pot into the new one, covering all the important parts of the plant. Now to test if she'd done well, hm? Taking hold of her wand, the seventh year ended the silencing spell and listened, curious. She was satisfied to find that the daffodil was now honking away, although much less loudly. This was a sigh of content, yes? Good, that's what they seemed to be going for. |
Catching up! Steps 5-7, un-siliencing.. Azura still had a hold of her Daffodil as she gently scooted her hands down through the dirt, wiggling them carefully around until she found the plants roots. She looked at the flower for a moment as she tried to gently cup her hands around it's delicate outreaching, life giving parts.. No broken or smushed roots on her watch! Nope, Her Flower was going to live.. and be happy.. "All right Sunshine.." Yes, she was calling her flower Sunshine now, she had just decided that. "Just bear with me for a little bit longer okay?" She asked it as she gently started to pull the flower upwards, it took a bit.. and she had to tug ever so slightly.. but she got it out of the pot! Then with the roots still in her hand..gently Phew!! Azura was panting a little as she let out a breath.. She had been holding it to make sure nothing disturbed Sunshine's ride through the air.. "There you are Sunshine, that's so much better huh?" She asked as she held her plant still and carefully poured the rest of the dirt from the old pot, back into the new pot.. She smiled warmly at the flower as it filled up the rest of the way and she let go of the stem.. "All right, Sunshine.." She whispered to her plant as she looked up at Professor Meyers as he explained what they needed to do next.. Undo the silencing spell.. Water and or fertilizer.. Got it.. She aimed her wand at the plant and said "Finite!" |
Yeah he was getting ahead of himself. Occupational hazard of a Gryffindor yeah? He was making funny faces with his Honking Daffodil when Professor Mad-as-a-Hatter gave them the go signal to do just as he had asked earlier. Finally! Tenacius took off a glove, grabbed his wand and aguamenti'd the pot thoroughly. Since he didn’t really enforce the muffling charm, he didn’t need to undo anything. And his daffodil, content as it was even more so with the water, was just bobbing its bloom happily. Not a peep. Yep happy customer right here. Back of the room it went, the Gryffindor managing to give it a pat goodbye. May have been a brief, but they bonded over that no-silencio decision moment. And now for the screechsnap-- whoah there did it wake up on the wrong side of the bed and didn’t have its plant coffee yet? Tenacius blue-green gaze grew large as he had to figure out just how he was going to get a hold of the pot, and when he did-- had to hold the plant at arm's length . "Oi! Relax will you?" he retorted at the prissy plant. |
Finishing repotting! Azura slowly put her wand down as she took the silencing spell off of Sunshine to see what it would do.. She looked at it.. and then it was honking! "Sunshine.. Shhh.. What do you want? Do you want some water? She asked as she looked at the flower before picking up her wand wand and saying "Aguamenti!" Clear water started to pour out of her wand as she moved it around the pot and she smiled as Sunshine started to calm down.. "Yeah, is that what you wanted? You were probably thirsts huh Sunshine?" She said with a smile as she made sure the soil was nice and moist, and Sunshine was quiet now.. Phew!! "Finite." She said softly as the water stopped coming out of her wand and she smiled at her plant.. All right.. "Okay, Sunshine.. I have to go put you down.. You been good for Professor Meyers all right? I'll be by to visit you. I promise." Azura said as she carried her Daffodil towards the back of the room, she carefully set the pot down and then moved to get a Screechsnap.. Fwoopers.. She eyed the plant as she took it back to her desk.. This looked.. interesting.. It seemed angry.. |
Continuing to catch up! "It's a good thing I have gloves for this," Kitty muttered to herself as she proceeded to the next step. Carefully she reached her hand into the old pot and ran her fingers down the stem, stopping when she reached below the bloom so that her hand was holding the exact spot she was supposed to. Before continuing Kitty turned to see the students next to her to be sure she was holding in the right spot. If she was going to be wrong then that meant they were wrong too. She adjusted accordingly. Then with her other hand she siphoned some of the dirt out of the part like the instructions said - and how much she siphoned out also depended on how much the people next to her did. Professor Myers hadn't specifically said how much to take out and this was the part that Kitty was most unsure of, so she was glad to be able to see what the others were doing. "Okay here we go," said Kitty as she prepared for the most delicate and precise step of all: removing the plant with the roots intact and transferring to the other pot. She dug her fingers into the soil (once more happy to have gloves) and felt around for where the roots were. She went all the wall to the bottom of the pot to make sure she wasn't going to cut off any root. Then she began to loosen them, while tugging as gently as she could on the plants stem with her other hand. Slowly she applied more pressure until it started moving. Slowly the daffodil was removed from the pot. "Please don't break!" she said nervously as she felt the plant come up. But Kitty was gentle and soon the daffodil was removed from its original pot unharmed. She placed it inside the new plot and began refilling it with soil. WHEW! |
Question for Professor Fiyero dusted off his gloves, listening to Professor Myers's next set of instructions. Yay, they finally got to take the silencing charm off. "Finite," he said with a quick flick of his wand; the flower replied with a cacophonous round of honking. Fiyero laughed. "And a honk-honk to you, too!" He assumed all the honking must mean the plant wanted water. Well, that was easy enough! "Aguamenti," he said, pointing his wand at the dirt until it was sufficiently damp.There, that should do the trick, Fiyero thought... except the flower was still honking! Oh, great...it must need fertilizer. Fiyero picked up his pot, taking it to the back of the room where the fertilizer was. He thought that would be easier that trying to bring the fertilizer to the plant. He wrinkled his nose slightly as he shoveled some into the pot. Ugh, this stuff smelled horrible! He was really glad he was wearing gloves right now... He finally finished with the fertilizer, but for some reason, his daffodil hadn't stopped honking. Why? Had he done something wrong? Maybe this particular flower just liked to make noise. He raised his hand. "Professor, what if your flower keeps honking, even after you've given it water and fertilizer?" he asked. |
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Kye had grabbed a daffodil that was almost screeching by the time it was at her station. She felt like a terrible parent... -_- Barely able to hear the professor, Kye leaned in a bit to hear the directions. Okay good, so first things first was to shut this thing up. She liked flowers as much as the next person, but she liked them to shut. up. Kye pulled out her wand. "Silencio!" she yelled. To her satisfaction, the daffodil stopped making so much noise. It seemed a little irritated about it, too. Ha! Now that she could concentrate a bit better Kye went back over the instructions. She put her gloves on, and started filling the empty pot. She put a little more than halfway and was debating if she should dump some back... Okay, she put a couple of handfuls back. Now focusing on the daffodil again, Kye took a sharp breath. Don't kill it, please don't kill it. She placed her hand on the stem, and tried to position it just right. Don't crush the leaves!!! She wanted a pretty flower when she was done, not a suffering one. She took off some of the dirt and gently tugged on the plant. She felt this may be a bit easier for her with her smaller hands than some of these older kids... but she was expecting to rip the head off of the daffodil any moment now! She had to take off a bit more dirt, and tug again, but this time it worked! She could swear she heard the sound of ripping, but the daffodil finally freed from the pot! Hooray! She dumped it into her new bigger pot and scooped some more dirt inside. Wiping sweat with her shirt, she wondered if she was doing alright or if the daffodil would've cried with pain if it could. |
If the professor didn't say they HAD to silence their daffodils in the first place, then Dot wasn't going to do it. She gave her daffodil a calming pat and sang to it quietly, hoping that she could sooth the savage... plant... with her demeanor. It worked with animals all the time. The patting hand went under the bloom to grab the stem, and then Dot quickly transferred soil into the new pot. She really really hated the feeling of dirt on her fingers, and it was lucky she liked this plant and she had on gloves, or she'd be making GACK faces all over the place. As it was, there was a tiny frown line between her eyebrows. She slid her hand down further to the roots, gently untangling them from the packed dirt until the entire flower could be lifted from the pot. Up and over and into its new home, where Dot emptied out the contents of her pot and settled her little green friend into his happy little nest. "See? That wasn't so bad." At the next direction, Dot just grinned and patted the flower again. It didn't need to be unsilenced, because she'd let it express its displeasure freely. And now there was just mild, quiet honking, which meant... "Aquamenti". A little bit of water. A little bit of fertilizer. A little bit of quiet admiration to let it know what a very brilliant and happy and kind plant it had been, and then the daffodil was taken to the back of the classroom. |
Kaycee finally wiggled her hand under the roots. She carefully transferred the flower to the larger pot. Holding the daffodil in place, she carefully dumped the rest of the dirt from the smaller pot into the larger one. Alright. She cast a "Finite" and smiled when the daffodil remained quiet. She gave it a quick pat on the plant, which, was probably a bad idea, whoops. She headed to the back of the room and set her daffodil back there. She then grabbed a screechsnap and returned to her seat. |
Oliver could see his little daffodil was still honking silently but it seemed way less agressive so he quickly used finite and smiled at the somewhat quiet honking it was doing. "I like you much better this way." He pet it again, just for good measure. And noooow to water it. Pointing his wand at the soil, he said, "Aguamenti" and hoped just the right amount of water came out at a decent pressure. And though the pressure seemed a bit rough, he stopped as soon as he felt the plant was watered enough and stared at the daffodil. "All...better now?" The plant was still honking away so Ollie gave it another minute or two to see if it needed to adjust.... Sadly, the honking never stopped. Sighing, Oliver squinted his eyes at the plant. "Did I water you too much? Do you hate me now?" He received a loud HONK! right in his face which Ollie took to mean yes. He was just going to hope the fertilizer he'd add would soak up whatever extra water was there and make the plant happy. He got up and went to the back of the room in search of the fertilizer and eventually found it by it's horrible stench. Great. He really had wanted to leave class smelling like....fertilizer, for lack of a better word. Taking a bag of the stuff back to his seat, he starting pouring some into the daffodil's pot and it stopped honking almost immediately. "You don't hate meeee!" This was great news. "Thanks for being patient, little buddy. Now let's get you with your family." Carefully picking up the pot, he made his way to the back of the classroom and set the daffodil down with its other friends and family. "They grow up so fast." Oliver was going to have to make sure to visit his daffodil from time to time. For whatever reason, he had grown attached. Making his way up to the front of the class, he grabbed a very angry screechsnap and made his way back to his seat. "I have a feeling you're not going to be as nice, are you?" O_o |
Olly wasn't really looking forward to unsilencing his daffodil. It had not sounded very pleasant before and he didn't want to experience it again. But he supposed it had to be done. He couldn't know whether or not it was comfortable if he couldn't hear whether or not it was trying to honk. He just hoped that he would be able to solve any issues fairly quickly to stop the honking. "Finite." He prepared himself for the honking that was about to start. And it definitely started. The first thing he tried was water because that was what Professor Myers had suggested. "Aguementi." He didn't want to give too much water, but he definitely wanted to make sure it was enough. The honking got quieter and then stopped. Yay! That meant it had only needed water and he didn't have to worry about the fertilizer! With a smile on his face, Olly took his pot to the back of the room and set it in the indicated area. He grabbed a screeshsnap - which was also not making a very pleasant noise - and went back to his seat. What were they going to do to get that to stop being loud? |
Looking down at her daffodil, Esme watched it continue to honk away. Yeaaaaah. Clearly it wasn't happy enough right now. Oops? At least she had given it a new home. "Sorry little flower, soon you will be a lot more comfortable." So what if she was talking to a plant? That was something that her mother told her and Juno that they should do. Apparently it made them content and grow faster. Huh. "FINITE!" Well, she hadn't missed that sound but that would be dealt with soon and at least it was cute. Esme really liked her little flower even if it was noisy. With a small smile she used Aguamenti to water the soil while making sure not to use too much or too little. That fact had been hammered into her skull by both her mother and the Professor so she definitely knew how much to use. "Okaaaay, you are still honking at me so it looks like I need to give you some fertilizer..." That should do the trick then. She was almost done with this part and wasn't looking forward to working with a screechsnap because they made her feel awkward. What if she did something wrong??? She didn't want it squirming around and making angry noises at her. Taking the pot to where the fertilizer was, she made a face. Ewwww, so smelly. At least she was wearing gloves but could she please have nose plug as well?? Okay, she could do this... she HAD done this in the past even if she hadn't wanted to. Carefully she added as much as was needed, stopping only when the daffodil stopped honking. "Soo you're happy now. Yay!" Go her. She had done a good job. She mentally patted herself on the back as she placed the plant among the others. Time to work with a screechsnap that would probably hate her. Wonderful. |
Catching up-Steps 3-7 Ok, it was time to move on. The professor explained the next part of the process and Janelle copied down the subsequent steps. She knew what she had to do next, but thought it best to warn the daffodil first. Of course it was a plant, not a person. But Janelle knew that living things had a way of understanding you, if you just talked to them correctly. Maybe it was the tone of voice........anyway, she didn't want the little daffodil to be more upset than necessary. "Alright my little flower. Don't be afraid. I'm just going to put you in a different pot. You should be much more comfortable there. Relax." Janelle took hold of the daffodil's stem, careful not to be too rough. Right below the bloom. Got it. Continuing to hold the plant, Janelle removed some of the dirt from the old pot and placed it into its new home. Then, while still speaking soothingly to the daffodil, she swirled the dirt together with her free hand. Once it was sufficiently mixed, Janelle placed her hand in the old pot and wriggled it around until she thought she should be underneath all of the roots. "Alright, here we go." Making sure to hold the stem steady, Janelle supported all of the roots and began to lift up. She was sure glad that the daffodil had been silenced because she could only imagine the racket that this transfer would cause. Verrrry gently, Janelle placed the little daffodil in its new pot. She held it up, while reaching for the rest of the soil. Then she poured the soil into the pot, spreading it evenly around and making sure that all of the root were properly covered. An inch from the top. Check. Janelle gently patted the soil down on top so it looked nice and smooth. Then she stood back. "Well, what do you think? Do you like your new home?" Hopefully the daffodil would feel much happier now. |
Some water and a bit of fertilizer later and Maddie had returned the daffodil in its new pot to the back of the room. She supposed if plants could look happy, she'd say hers did right now. She felt mildly pleased about that. Screechsnaps were interesting in that they too seemed to express their feelings on things. Maddie brought one back to her space and watched it curiously while she waited for more instructions. She couldn't help but think as she sat there that if she were a plant, she'd be the suffer in silence type. |
SPOILER!!: Fiyero Paul was in front of Fiyero’s desk in a jiffy! The daffodil was still honking, it seemed, after he fertilized AND watered it. Hmm. Paul pet the little guy on the top petals and examined the whole body. “Did you crush any of its leaves?” he asked quickly, but he couldn’t see anything right now. Hmm. “Set him to side--I’ll see about him later, okay?” He felt bad but..he had to move on, and he could devote more time to seeing what was wrong later. He strode to the front of the room, grabbed a screechsnap and placed the pot gently on his table. “Screechsnaps are similar to honking daffodils in that they both make noises. Screechsnaps are very interesting because...they can feel things, like pain and pleasure. Sometimes, older ones even pick a word or two to repeat, but this in very rare. Possible, but rare.” Paul had only ever worked with ONE screechsnap who had learned a word, and the word had been ‘SUN.’ How fitting and CUTE. “Their sound is more a shriek than a honk, though.” Just..a little tidbit, though they could probably hear it. “The next little activity we’re doing--no, we won’t be repotting these,” he smiled mischievously. “We’re going to PRUNING the screechsnaps.” They were very unhealthy, still, from the stuff in the beginning of the year. Paul had to constantly care for them and make sure they were up to top health and whatnot. “Now, before any of you asks--it does not hurt them since pruning is cutting off DEAD leaves and small branches. It will hurt, however, if you cut the wrong thing, or cut too far.” It was important they know that. “That’s why we won’t be silencing them. If you hurt them, you will KNOW.” The shrieking would be...terrble. “Very advanced Herbologists can prune their screechsnaps while they are silenced because we know what we’re doing--but you all are still a little new!” He smiled. “Which is VERY much fine! Just..it’s good to know if you’ve cut somehting you shouldn’t have. Very easy to fix, but it does hurt them, so you must be careful.” Eeeeeeeee it was a little scary, letting the screechsnaps loose to his students. “These guys like to get out of their pot when you’re fooling with them too much so...that might be a problem.” Yeah……….it would MOST likely be a problem for MOST of them. “But first, you wanna’ locate all of the dead leaves and branches on the plant. Those will be a brown instead of a nice, lush green. And then...just like we did with the daffodils, grab the very main stem of the flower under the bloom. He will wriggle. And he might try to escape--but don’t let that happen! Once everyone has their flower in their grasp, we’ll move on!” Paul’s screechsnap, while he was talking, he dug himself out of the soil and climbed right out of the pot, making a run for it across the table. “AY AY!” Paul quickly snatched it up, giving it a light glare before petting its bloom. Ahem. Quote:
OOC: YAY I was waiting for this part because screechsnaps are so fun! They wiggle and TRY TO ESCAPE THE POTS SO HARD so please have fun with this. I know there isn't too much action in this post besides looking for dead leaves and then keeping the screechsnap still, but it's okay! I'll probably move us on in 15 or so hours! Feel free to catch up if you need to! Mwah! |
... Was Professor Myers joking? They had to PRUNE these things??? Okay... on second glance Esme could see that hers seemed to be in sad shape, but still. She didn't want to cut incorrectly and accidentally hurt it; that would make her feel AWFUL. Hurting plants PERIOD was bad enough, but getting a reaction to the pain would make her feel even worse. It was like if she hurt another person. Right, she was just going to have to be as careful as possible, especially because her screechsnap wouldn't be silenced. The reasoning for that was logical but that didn't mean she had to enjoy it. Making note of the fact that she most likely would have to deal with a runaway screechsnap like Professor Myers had (haha!), Esme surveyed her plant carefully, making note of any brown leaves and branches. Once she was satisfied that she had found them all, she grabbed the stem as they had been told to. Nope, she was NOT letting go no matter how much the screechsnap struggled to get free. |
*catches up* This wasn't a difficult task for him. Jaemin had helped his dad re-pot things before, and had helped his mom too, but hers were all mundane and not wiggly at all. The small boy wrapped his fingers very gently around the daffodil stem, careful not to squish it, and dipped his other hand into the dirt to scoop some into the new, waiting pot. Needed to make it super hospitable for the flower baby! He did his best to get a good amount of the dirt out, pausing when his fingertips found a root. No more, then? That was fine. He hummed to himself and mixed up the dirt in the waiting pot with his fingers, kneading it absently as he looked up at the steps again. It wasn't anything that he didn't know to do, not really. So when he was finished mixing the dirt up and making it nice and comfortable for the daffodil, he very carefully lifted it up. The roots came out easily, thank Merlin, so the poor little thing wouldn't get really upset with him; he held a hand under the clump of dirt and plant legs, carefully supporting it as he moved it to the new pot. Gooooood daffodil. There was enough dirt in there already that it had a nice, soft base to take to. Jaemin pressed the back of his hand into the soil as he lowered the daffodil into the pot, making a nice indent so it would stay upright until he managed to cover the roots up with dirt again. Didn't want it to fall over! The dirt from the old pot would hopefully be enough to cover it, because if it wasn't that meant he had to go get more dirt... not that he minded. The small Slytherin picked up the pot and tipped it carefully, doing his best to use one hand to both scoop the dirt into the pot and shield the daffodil from getting all full of dirt. It wouldn't be very happy to have dirt all up in its flowerface. It seemed to be enough. He lightly patted the dirt to disperse it around the pot, then leaned in to nuzzle his nose against the daffodil bloom. One nice little cuddle before he unsilenced it; the spell came easily enough, and the little flower burst back to life, sound-wise. Not nearly as loud, but it still needed his attention for other stuff. The boy pointed his wand at the dirt, and mumbled a soft 'Aguamenti' to sprinkle some nice, refreshing water into it. Happy daffodil. Good daffodil. He patted it and gave it a grin before putting a small emojiface sticker on the front of the pot and picking it up to take it to the back. SCREECHSNAP TIME. |
Alright, pruning didn't sound so hard. But it might be just a bit difficult to focus with this thing screeching so dang much. Did they also get quieter when they were happier? He thought that would probably make sense, and he really hoped it was true. For now though he just had to locate the dead leaves. That was easy! They were brown while the other leaves were green so it was pretty easy to tell them apart. Olly glanced over his screechsnap and noted all the dead leaves. Prune those ones and not any of the other ones. Of course. Got it. No pruning yet, he just had to hold it still until it was time to move on. How hard could that be? He grabbed the stem like he had with the daffodil, but it was not really as easy as he'd thought. The plant was wiggling! Why? No, stop! He gripped harder so it wouldn't wiggle completely out of his grasp. The only problem was that he must have gripped too hard because the screechsnap started screaming even louder! Not too much but still, it wasn't pleasant. "Shhhh," he said. "I'm trying to prune you! It'll feel good. Just hold still so we can do this." He tried to relax his grip as much as he could while still keeping control of the plant. Could they move on soon? |
Catching up and new task! Juno smiled at her little honking daffodil, "Alright little one, lets get your noise back. Finite!" She said while pointing her wand at the little flower. It immediately started honking loudly. She looked at its dirt, and new exactly what it would need. "Here lets get you some water. Aguementi!" She said with a flick of her wrist and out came some water. Quickly the little flower stopped honking and seemed quiet content. So she stopped the flow of water. "Ok, little one, time to go back with the rest of the flowers. I'll see you real soon!" She smiled and took the little flower back with the others. She went over to the other plants. "This is not going to be fun." She grabbed a medium sized Screechsnap, that was absolutely the loudest thing ever, and walked back to her seat to listen to the instructions. OH, joy. Pruning. She really didn't want to hurt this plant, because it was loud. Juno looked over her Screechsnap. It actually didn't have too many dead leaves or branches on it. Looked like maybe 4 or 5. Now came the hard part. She gently put her hand around the stem of the Screechsnap, and the plant went crazy in her hands. It was wriggling around so much she couldn't keep her arm still. "UH, PROFESSOR...." she called out. Her arm was shaking so violently, but she didn't let go of the plant. ...but maybe she should let go of it? |
Last part of daffodils, and first part to screechsnaps Reversing the Silencing charm on her daffodil hadn’t been difficult for Brooklyn at all, although she might have made sure that her earplugs were back in her ears before she risked it. She trusted her own daffodil, but not the others. Plus, there were still the screechsnaps to deal with. She hadn’t forgotten about them. First came ending the charm on her daffodil completely, although the honking was still barely noticeable. Yet now she couldn’t tell if it was just because it was afraid of angering her or if it was honestly content. Just in case, she pointed her wand at the soil underneath the flower. “Aguamenti,” she cast quietly, letting a gentle stream of water flow onto the soil until it was damp. The honking had quieted even more, so she took that as a sign that fertilizer wasn’t necessary. Instead, she carefully picked up the pot and moved it to the back of the greenhouse with the others, lightly stroking the blossom before returning to pick up one of the dreaded screechsnaps. Thankfully, they weren’t having to repot those, although as the one Professor Myers had been using to demonstrate tried to make a run for it she wondered if they weren’t going to have to repot them by default. She preferred not having to chase after plants. Pruning something that could tell her if she made a wrong move was bad enough. She was half tempted to try a body bind on the screechsnap, but held back. That would be the last resort, even if there was the risk of the professor being upset at her. She was not going to chase after it. It was simple enough to locate the dead branches and leaves. She could tell brown from green after all, and the dead parts were brittle as well. Easy. She gave the screechsnap her best glare before she grasped it under the blossom as they had been instructed, too, ignoring any little squirm it tried to make. If it could react to sensations, she figured it could understand expressions also. She was going to make sure her screechsnap cooperated, no matter what. |
Catching up on replanting our daffodil x3 "Finite!" Kitty tapped her wand against the pots edge smartly as she uttered the spell word. Immediately the daffodil started honking again, though not as loudly as before. "I think you need water, and I'm only guessing because I also need water," Kitty guessed, pulling out her wand. "Aguamenti!" A steady trickle of water poured out from he wand and into the pot. The daffodil stopped honking. "I knew you were thirsty. Unfortunately I'm going to have to wait before drinking water because I don't have a cup. Well that's okay. Let's take you back with the others now." She picked up her daffodil in his pot and set it down with the other flowers. Then she grabbed a small Screechsnap and hurried over to the second group pf plants. |
They were going to prune some plants now? Yay. That was cool. Hattie hadn't really done that before, so she was looking forward to it. They'd get to prune magical plants too, which made it all the more interesting. She just hoped that it wouldn't be a difficult plant, because that would not make it fun at all. She listened to the professor, making some brief notes. She liked making notes, so that she could remember everything that they had gotten taught. She didn't want to forget anything! She hummed, quietly, as she began work, looking for the dead leaves. That was quite simple. She was just looking for the dead looking ones, and not the ones that were nice and green. Though it was simple, it was made harder by the fact that the screechsnap kept moving around. "Don't be scared... I'm just gonna prune you" She murmured, shaking her head, as she located the dead leaves. There weren't too many actually. Now she had to hold onto the stem. Smiling, she grabbed the plant underneath it's flower. "Eep." Now she just had to try and hold it still until the professor told them what to do next. |
Screechsnaps! Azura was thinking of a name for her Screechsnap when Professor Meyer started speaking and she looked up at him, her purple eyes wide.. They were going to do WHAT NOW?? Prune them?? AND THEY COULD FEEL PAIN!!! EEKKKKKKK!! The small teen swallowed hard as she looked down at her Screechsnap and bit her lip.. "I'm so sorry Little Snappy.." Yeah that was it's nickname now.. She groaned softly as she looked at her flower and sighed.. This was awful! They felt pain! Well.. now she was going to be extra careful, she didn't want to hurt poor little snappy.. Azura turned back to her task and tried to locate some of the things she might need to prune when her ScreechSnap tried to get out of it's Pot! "Hey now! Snappy.. Come on.. get back in here." She reached out and gently got her flower and held onto it.. Grasping the main stem, right under the bloom.. carefully.. Perhaps a little TOO carefully.. Cause Snappy was wiggling like crazy and was trying to slip out of her grip! "Snappy, come on! Work with me here." She panted as she tried to carefully wrestle with the flower. She wasn't a very strong person, wresting was not her forte yeah? She bit her lip as she finally managed to get Snappy back into the pot.. But uhh.. she was bracing herself.. her feet planted as best as she could... Her face a little red and flustered now as she tried to reason with her flower.. "Snappy...Chill." She panted out.. Flower wrestling..She could cross that off her bucket list.. |
Screechsnaps Kitty couldn't help but giggle when Professor Myer's Screechsnap escaped from its pot and started running. Hopefully her wouldn't do that, but she had to admit that it was cute and kind of awesome. Now it was their turn. Immediately her Screechsnap started wriggling. "Hold still please," Kitty said in exasperation, even though she knew there was no way her Screechsnap could understand her. She grabbed it in the stem (gently) just as she had been told and located all its dead leaves. There were eight in all, scattered around the plant at different parts. Four of them were clustered together near the top, two more near the bottom, and the last two in different parts in the middle. But just then her Screechsnap started climbing out of its pot! "GAA!!" In her surprise Kitty accidentally let go, and that allowed it to climb even more out. Within seconds though Kitty had grabbed on to it again and was gently but surely moving it back into its pot. "I wonder if my mom would like to have a plant like you in her garden," Kitty wondered seriously as it gave up and allowed her to place it back inside its pot. |
All right, then! Time to move on! Paul heard Juno’s small panic and quickly went over to her. “Don’t squeeze him so hard, m’dear. Loosen your grip,” he said, tapping her hand lightly before going back to the front of the room to his own screechsnap--who, once again tried to escape off the table--Paul quickly grabbed it once more and set it back in its pot, where it began to shriek violently. Sigh. “SO--” he began over the screechsnap. “Using EITHER YOUR WAND or a shear--located in containers up front--we’re going to cut off the dead or browning branches first! The trick to this is to cut at an ANGLE. You never wanna’ cut straight across--cut right below where they start turning brown.” Paul demonstrated on his own screechsnap, who was trying so hard to wriggle from his grasp that Paul had to move sort of swiftly. “Some of them will not like this--but it’s for their own good and they’ll be MUCH less cranky afterwards!” he beamed and cut another small little brown branch off, his screechsnap huffing slightly at this iNJUSTICE. “After you cut off the dead branches--cut off the dead LEAVES,” he continued. “Make sure not the cut them where the leaf part attaches to the stem part--cut right above that, AGAIN at an angle, not a straight cut!” Paul tried to make the directions as simple as possible and cut off the dead leaf of his own screechsnap. His screechsnap, who before had been SHRIEKING ITS HEAD OFF suddenly quieted and seemed almost peaceful in his pot. “See? He’s all better now! Even if he did fight with me the whole time--so get to it, kids!” Paul winked. “I’ll walk around to assist anyone with their little sassy flowers.” But he sure the children could handle walking flowers, right? Quote:
OOC: Have fun with this, guys! Screechsnaps, especially these, are FEISTAAAAY. <3 I'll post sometime tomorrow. Y'all have tons of time, and are welcome to catch up. XOXO |
catching up :3 Professor was giving instructions, half of which this Curly Top could barely hear. How could he when his screechsnap was nagging his ears off? He tried to keep the plant still by holding the pot down-- and that was a great struggle in itself. Ok so apparently they can also hold this via the stem just like the Honking Daffodils, and without hesitation he clasped the screechsnap by its main stem. Did that offer him more control? Yes. Did that lessen the shrieking? Oh hell no, now its making like a muggle alarm clock with its repeated shrieking. What was that? Professor said they CANT use the silencing charm on these plants?? Just when Tenacius was well ready and needing to use it too. "Shhhhh! Calm down..." he repeated onto the tantrum-throwing plant. "Oww!" Did this plant just slap his hand? Rude! "I'm not even holding you down that hard." he retorted back. "I aint crimpin your style, nuthin!" Just holding it by the stem see? But now the leonine lad tightened his grip and held the plant down even stronger. You aint seen the full strength yet Screechy. So apparently they were supposed to be pruning. Seriously cant they just put these plants to sleep or something? He held his wand with one hand and just looked at the hysterical plant held down by the other. If the instructions were to cut off the bloom-- which was the largest part of this plant-- he still wouldn’t be able to get it right. How were they supposed to cut off SMALL DEAD leaves and branches on this super squirmy screecher? "I am trying to help you..." he crooned at the plant, trying to see if a firm hand but a kind voice would get it to behave somewhat "Look, lemme cut this part off see--" he said as he diffindo'd off a brown leaf, the largest thing he could take off that wasn’t alive. Did that help? Well the hysterics didn’t get worse. He'll take that as a win. But it seems like the screechsnap was trying to contort its way off his grip, and as it bent its stem it afforded him a clear view of a dead branch. Snip goes that dead branch. Snip goes the other, and another and another, Tenacius matching his pruning and movement to the curve and clearance the contorting afforded him. Suddenly the screechsnap righted itself up and just stared at him. Or was that glaring? Who cares it was STILL and somewhat quiet for once. Snip snip snip he worked quickly, taking off some more brown stems and leaves. Now the only thing left are those few bits that had green leaves with brownish ends. The screechsnap did calm down considerably, being less wriggly and screechy than before, but it still prattled away at him. If this thing had lips he'd call it a motormouth. "See what did I tell ya? I'm helping you right? Feeling better now arentcha?" he caressed the bloom for a moment. Positive reinforcement yeah? Whatever works man. Aaaaand angle-snipping that brown part off the leaf. He tried it a bit more on the other two. There was still some brownish slivers but.... nah. He'll leave those as is. Last thing he wanted was to have the hysterics kick up again because he sliced off some green. Yep nope. Also his ears could use a break. |
Hattie really did not like all of this screeching. Who on earth would like a plant like this? Honking she could deal with, but screeching. Nope. She did not like it at all. Maybe she would just need to become a really good Herbologist and then she would be able to silence the plant. It would save her ears, which were really hurting right now. Hopefully they would get this part of the lesson over and done with soon and her ears could recover. Aah. The next instructions. Yay! Okay. So she'd found her dead leaves, and now was holding the stem. Next instruction. Cut off the dead branches. Picking up her pruning sheers, she located the dead branches, and carefully cut them off at an angle. It seemed easy, or the instructions made it seem easy, but it wasn't, because the screechsnap kept trying to get out of her grip. "Stop it.... you're making this hard." She grumbled, shaking her head. She did not like that this plant moved so fast. She frowned, moving a little, so that she could grip the stem a little better. Then she could continue cutting the dead branches off. "That's better" She muttered, but she shook her head, and kept cutting the branches off. |
Cutting off Branches Azura watched Professor Meyers as he demonstrated how to cut off the branches.. Ugh.. She wasn't looking forward to this.. especially not with Snappy shrieking its head off and trying to get out of the pot.. She opted to use her wand for this task, last time she used the shears she ended up cutting herself and she really needed all of her digits to complete this task.. so.. Wand it was! She picked up her wand in her right hand, while the left still held onto Snappy as he shrieked at her.. "I know Snappy, I wouldn't want anyone to cut off my branches either, But this is really for your own good." She explained as she located a dead branch and then pointed her wand at it.. ACK!! So much wiggling.. "Snappy, C'mon little flower.. let's just chill for a bit. while I cut this branch off.. Can you do that for me?" She tried to talk to her flower soothingly, but sweet Fwoopers it was wiggling so much.. She tried to match her wand to it's movement, and when it finally settled down for a second, she said "Diffindo." and managed to cut off the dead branch at an angle.. She bit her lip as she eyed Snappy.. The plant didn't seem more upset than usual, so she assumed she hadn't hurt him.. "See Snappy, that wasn't so awful was it?" She asked before groaning as he tried to get out of the pot again and while shrieking at her.. "Snapppyyyyyy.." She eyed it as she set it back down in it's pot and sighed as she gently petted it's leaves.. "We have one more branch all right? And then the leaves.. so.. just a little.. longer." Azura was struggling with Snappy, and her hair was coming out of it's bun! She was panting a little, but she was determined to make this plant feel better.. She found the other dead branch and with a quick "Diffindo." She had cut it off at an angle as well.. Whew.. Now onto the leaves.. Fwoopers help her.. |
Catching up Fiyero felt terrible, Had he really crushed one of the daffodil's leaves? He thought he was being so careful! "Sorry about that," he apologized to the plant, though he still had no idea what he did wrong. "Please stop honking now." He gave the flower a little pat on its petals before setting it aside and going to pick up a screechsnap. The honking had been funny, but the noise this plant was making was just plan annoying! It sounded a lot like those old opera records his grandparents listened to. He tried to block out the sound as he grabbed hold of its stem. This time he was determined to do it right! The screechsnap shrieked even louder, frantically slapping his hand with its leaves the moment he touched it. It wriggled, fighting to get away, and his grip tightened a bit. Well, this is going to be fun, he thought sarcastically. "Calm down, feisty-pants!" he said to the screechsnap. Or should he say feisty-plants? For some reason, that reminded him of a scene from one of the girly princess movies his little sister watched. "I'm gonna call you Anna, okay?" He assumed the plant must like that name, as it was being quieter and less wiggly than it had been. Maybe this wan't going to be as hard as he thought! Fiyero opted for his wand over the pruning shears; he'd probably be less clumsy that way. But the relative calm didn't last long... The moment he drew his wand, the plant let out a deafening screech... right in his ear. He yelped in surprise, accidentally losing his grip on the stem. The screechsnap took advantage of the opportunity to climb out of its pot. Thankfully, Fiyero saw it out of the corner of his eye and managed to grab it before it could get far. "Oh, no you don't!" he said, placing the plant back in its pot as gently as he could. Keeping one hand wrapped firmly around the screechsnap's stem, he pointed his wand at a dead branch. "Diffendo!" There, that worked! He moved on to the other dead branches- thankfully there weren't very many of them - as the plant continued to shriek bloody murder the whole time. Was he hurting it? He cut at an angle, exactly as Professor Myers said. By the time he started to remove the dead leaves, the plant had calmed down a little (but not much!)l he thought that was probably a good sign. "See, this isn't so horrible!" he said as he amputated a leaf, taking extra care not to cut where it attatched. One...more.. leaf... And DONE! Glad that's over, Fiyero thought as he looked up at Professor Myers, awaiting farther instruction. |
Pruning wasn't hard at all. Jaemin had spent a good part of his summer helping his mom and dad out with stuff like this, and had spent massive quantities of time before that doing it as well. His parents were sorta blessed to have a child that found something considered 'work' to be fun. He watched his screechsnap as it yelled and squirmed about, wrinkling his nose and tilting his head. It would be harder, but... it couldn't be that much harder. Right? It was still a plant, just a bit more spirited. Jaemin wrapped his fingers around the stem under the bloom, and the screechsnap immediately started to fight. This was not anything he'd ever had to deal with before, and the small Slytherin immediately made a rather disconcerted noise and held on a bit tighter, so it wouldn't escape. The poor thing! It was so upset about its dead branches and leaves... Jaemin gently stroked the bloom with his other hand, trying to calm it while he eyeballed the spots that would need his attention. And then it got over the edge of the pot. The plant did its best to scuttle away from Jaemin, pulling at his arm as he blinked in surprise. STRONG. STRONG PLANT. STAY STILL. He picked it back up, watching as it flailed violently in the air to get away again, and deposited it back in the pot. "Don't make me immobilize you," he threatened softly, stroking the bloom some more. He didn't want to do that. He wanted to get through this without casting mean spells at his plants. "I'm gonna trim off your icky bits, okay? Just... be patient. I promise it'll be okay," he murmured, picking up his wand again. The plant was squirming still, back and forth, pushing to get up out of the pot, but he did his best to hold it still. "Stooooooop. I don't want to hurt you." He cast a soft 'Flipnsnipwitit' at a dead leaf, careful to cut it on an angle as both the professor and his parents had always told him to do. It fell away, but that didn't calm the screechsnap one single bit, and Jaemin frowned some more. Poor little guy was SO UPSET. SO VERY UPSET. He didn't like it at all. "I know, I know," he whispered, moving his wand to a browning offshoot and casting again. It fell away easily, as did the other one he made to sever, and another few leaves. The plant kept wriggling about, pushing itself over the edge of the pot again and trying to make a break for it despite his hand firmly around it. He carefully pulled it right back in, doing his best not to bend any branches or roots. Didn't need it screaming even louder... "Shhh, you're gonna be okay, see? You'll be nice and healthy in juuuuuust a minute..." There were a more leaves, and he 'Flipnsnipwitit'd them off one after the next. The screechsnap was getting ever so slightly more complacent with each one now... thank Merlin. He snipped off the last little browning offshoot, and the plant went nice and still. Cautiously, ever so cautiously, Jaemin uncurled his fingers from the stem he'd been gripping onto. "Now you can grow new branches and leaves and they'll be all healthy and green," he murmured, gently petting the screechsnap. "Isn't that much better?" |
Unlike most of the others, Kitty actually felt a little more confident with shears instead of a wand (only for this task of course, usually she felt better with a wand) and so she hurried over to get a pair of shears. Kitty didn't like physical labor, but she didn't have much practice with the cutting spell and she was afraid she might mess it up and hurt her Screechsnap. Besides, back at home Kitty had used shears before when she was helping her mom weed the garden. She quickly got the shears and returned to her Screechsnap. "I really don't like the sound of this cutting at an angle business," Kitty fretted as she got her hands around her Screechsnap and tried to position the shear at an angle. The disadvantage of having shears was that now she had to use more effort with both her hands, but it was still better than taking a chance with a spell she didn't know. Snap! Only four more dead branches to go. Not if her Screechsnap had anything to say about it! The dried branch had just barely hit the bottom of the pot when the Screechsnap began thrashing back and forth and screeching at the top of its lungs. "UGH!" Kitty wanted to cover her ears but to do that she would have to let go of the plant and drop the shears. As it was, she was just barely holding on. |
Pruning the leaves Azura was trying to calm Snappy down as she saw at least three leaves that needed to be trimmed..."Come on Snappy, just three more and it will be all done, I promise you." She tried to cajole the little plat to stop screeching and calm down a little bit.. but Alas.. Nothing.. Still as wiggly as ever and screeching up a storm.. *cue annoyed face* "All right Snappy." Azura held onto her plant gently, but still with enough pressure to keep it in place as she blew her bangs out of her sweaty face and took a breath.. "First one Snappy." She said as she diffindo'd a leaf off of the plant at an angle.. The shrieks didn't get any louder.. so she assumed she wasn't hurting it.. "All right.. Two more snappy.. just bear with me." She told her flower as she tried to match her movements to its. It wasn't easy, but no one said this would be easy yeah? She managed to get the brown leaf cut off with another diffindo.. At an angle.. Always.. Okay. One more.." The teen's arm was getting tired and this plant was strong.. ugh.. so sleepy.. She could go for a nap right about now.. One more leaf.. cut at an angle by Diffindo.. and there!!! Done!! The purple eyed girl nearly sunk into her chair in relief as her plant calmed down and she gave it a look.. "Happy now?" |
Catch Up Post 1 (Repotting the Honking Daffodils) The Honking Daffodils were SO loud it was almost too hard to hear Professor Myers talking. He was yelling, but still, these plants were loud ones. Ah yes, a silence spell was a good idea. "Silencio," Niomi yelled. The daffodils then became silent. It sounded sooo nice! Niomi could finally hear again. Which was good because now Professor Myers was getting to the most important part, the repotting. Grabbing her gloves, she put them on to start transferring this plant. Once the new pots arrived and the instructions were given, Niomi started to fill the big pot up, halfway, with dirt. Once the dirt was inside the pot, Niomi listened for the next instructions. ----- Now, to transfer some dirty. Luckily, Professor Myers said why added the old dirt in was important, otherwise Niomi won't have done it, honestly. If she could skip steps, she would. This was something she needed to stop doing. She has been working on that pet peeve, and today was not the day to turn back on continuing that. Picking the daffodil by the main stem, she started to grab oil dirt, from the old pot, and place it into the new pot. Once that was done, it was time for a dirty part. Taking her other hand, she stuck it into the dirt and searched for the root of the daffodil plant. Niomi continued to search for it, normally this would be easy, but not today. How hard could this be!? Finally, She got it. Must be a big root? Remembering to gently hand the plant, Niomi pulled it up slowly, out of the current pot. Dirt went allllll over the table in front of her. Oops! She'll have to clean that up later, she had a plant to worry about in her hands. Quickly, BUT gently, she moved the daffodil to the new pot. Now, to finished, Niomi needed to add more dirt to plant the daffodil. After the daffodil was planted, Niomi had to use a spell to un-silence it. "Finite," Niomi cast. The daffodil was no longer nosey, thank goodness! Lastly, was to water the little guy. Taking a watering can, she sprinkled the daffodil with water. All done. Taking the pot, Niomi walked to the back of the classroom and placed the pot down. Before she went back to her seat, she walked to the front of the class to grab a screechsnap. |
Cut. Cut. Cut. Okay. This was kind of boring. She enjoyed Herbology, but this was kind of boring. Maybe she didn't want to be a super herbologist, because maybe then it would be boring. She would have to have a think about. But for now she needed to keep cutting. She wanted to make sure that she got all of the dead branches off. If she didn't her plant to not be able to grow properly. So it needed all of it's branches off. And. She had done all of the branches. She beamed. Now she had to move on. It was time to cut of the dead leaves now. That should be pretty simple. Although the screechsnap was still moving around, so maybe it wouldn't be too easier. But she had managed to cut the dead branches off, so she was sure she could get the dead leaves off too. Smiling, she made sure she was gripping the stem correctly, so that she could carefully cut the dead leaves off. Hattie was careful to make sure she didn't cut too close to the lush green parts of the plant. She didn't want to hurt it. Snip. Cut. Snip. Cut. And she was done. Putting her sheers down, she looked around the plant, making sure she'd gotten all of the dead leaves and branches. "Perfect" The first year murmured with a beam. She was happy. And now she just needed to wait to see what they would do now. |
Paul had a happy little screechsnap, now, and he smiled as he watched others. Some of their flowers were behaving, and others were...feisty, yes. He was glad no one had managed to behead one of the screechsnaps, though. How traumatic would THAT be? "Something for us to discuss while some of you finish up--the ethics behind dealing with plants with feelings. There are are some out there that thing we should care for the plants like any other plants--regardless of the fact that they can feel pain. If we accidentally cut off a branch--of pull off a leaf--and the plant is hurting, is this wrong? Or does it not matter so much...these plants are only semi-sentient. They don't have brain capabilities, not even as much as animals do. Should there exist...laws against plant cruelty? For plants like mandrakes, screechsnaps, honking daffodils, venomous tentaculas? What do you all think?" He could guess what Daxton Prince would think, even if the child OOC: Wrapping up the lesson! I'm gonna' leave it open another day or so, feel free to discuss what Paul is talking about above! Thanks for the interesting posts, guys! Lovely job everyone, woohoo! |
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Setting his down next to hers, he looked at her screechsnap, and how it was thrashing about, before reaching out and gently petting the bloom to try and hopefully calm it a little. "Want help? I can hold him while you prune him, if you want." It was probably an activity that was easier for two, when the two were generally young and small. He turned his head slightly, distracted as Professor Myers posed a morality question to them, but chose not to answer that just yet. He'd help Kitty if she wanted, and then he'd offer up all his thoughts on plant morality. Yes. |
Oh interesting question Professor Plantman. Should there be laws against plant cruelty? "Well Professor......aint there laws against deforestation? I guess that can be counted as a law against plant cruelty. I guess we have to really define what is covered by laws, like is it only plants that we can hear and see moving? Also what exactly defines 'cruelty'? I mean what about farmers? They harvest vegetables and fruits and grains...." he didn’t like to think that his maternal gramps and granny were guilty of cruelty. |
with love NEXXT. NEEEEXT. The rumbling continued before those nearest could see the gnomies join in. Looking so precious. There were lots of studensies here to deliver. But learning was good for studesies so they had to be quick! QUICK! QUICK! Quote:
tuneeee Heeeeeeeeey Hattie! Even though you are yellow and I am green, you're my best friend forever so let us PREEEEEN! From SKY! Stop. Throwing another box at the child the Gnomies began to bellow out- Here's to your first Valentine's at Hogwarts, sis! Don't eat the chocolates all at once. Your biiig BROOOOOOOOOOO Quote:
tuneee You're fun You're adventurous You've great hair and I like you. Congrats, you have an admirer. Can you figure out who? Your only clue is Red goes good with Blue. From a secret admirara-heeeeeeeeerrrr letting the shower of confetti rain on before leaving. Giggle, giggle |
Catch up Oh no. These screechsnaps are loud too. Hopefully, they won't give Niomi a hard time. To make sure she knew what she was doing, she listened carefully to Professor Myers. Find the dead leaves? Niomi looked down at the screechsnap in front of her. She could see a lot of dead leaves on it. Once Professor Myers was finished giving his first instructions, Niomi went to grab the screechsnap at the base. Like the Professor said, this was a little difficult. The screechsnap, Niomi had a hold of, was wiggling around, trying to escape. Then, the screechsnap got a little loose out of Niomi's grip. "No! Come back here," She yelled at it, before grabbing it firmly. This caused a little less wiggling from the screechsnap. Now, to search for the dead branches. Taking her wand out, Niomi searched the plant. She found a few dead branches, and at an angle she cut the branches off. The screechsnap became a little less bothered being handled like this. ONLY a little though. There were many more dead leaves than branches. Thinking it was finished, the screechsnap pushed out of Niomi's hand and tried to get away. "Ah!" she screeched. Niomi didn't expect it to get away so easily. Pulling her arm out, she successfully grabbed the screechsnap, "Stop getting away. We will be finished soon." Once, the screechsnap stopped wiggling once again, she moved on to cutting the dead leaves off. Finally, Niomi was finished cutting off the dead leaves. She gathered them in a pile and set them aside. Now, the screechsnap was calm. It seemed happier for having the dead weight off of it. |
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