Professor Myers was typically... excitable.

That fact alone meant that Shera feel warm and bubbly inside as she headed to Herbology for yet another class. It was one of those fun classes she thought she'd hate, but lo and behold here she was definitely excited to see the Professor.

"Hey Professor Myers!" she greeted happily, finding herself a nice cushion and and dropping herself straight down into a cross legged position as she'd been instructed. This was going to be interesting...

Her favorite class, usually. This was before she became NOT a fan of Professor Myers. He was not her favorite since the auditions when she was sure he was trying to make a fool out of her and kill her reputation. How dare he?

Pushing her way into the greenhouse she looked around and openly rolled her eyes. Not this mediation sit on the ground bull dung. She would get her uniform dirty, ugh Zita did not sit on the ground.

Glancing around she took a pillow and gave a hair flip as a greeting to the man. Now who was here and who could possibly be the lucky person to let her sit on their lap so she wouldn't have to sit on a pillow ON THE GROUND!

The warmth had Paul in a good mood, a calm mood. He smiled serenely at Hattie. “Good day, m’dear. You look cheerful!”



“Good day, Zarina!” Paul said kindly as she made her way inside. She had chosen a purple cushion, like himself. The color of royalty, eh?



HE SKIPPED THE CUSHIONS. HOW COULD HE. Paul gasped, audibly. “My good son! You do not wish to relax on my amazing cushions?!” Paul was messing with him. But his face…looked seriously surprised. “Their feelings are so hurt! How could you DO this to them?!”



“Hello, little Emmalyn. Good day to you!” He called out to his young badger. She had been doing brilliantly in rehearsals lately for her dancing roles!



There she was, Isa! Paul smiled. “I almost thought you weren’t coming because you weren’t the first one here, m’dear,” Paul teased her.



DOROTHY HAD ARRIVED. Paul had taken particular interest in Junia’s wellbeing after casting her as Dorothy and often asked if she EVER NEEDED HELP carrying all her books and whatnot because HE COULD NOT LET ANYTHING happen to her. Merlin. “Good day, Junia, dear!” he waved.



“Goooooood day, Natalie!” he called out to one half of the McKinley twins. Where had the other gotten off to?



“Hi there, Stasya!” Paul said as he looked round for a clock. He had forgotten his watch today. It was sad. His poor wrist was naked here. Still had a bit of time before class began!



“I am simply GRAAAAND, Patrick. Grand. And how are YOU?” He asked the SLytherin with UTMOST cheer.



Cassie was going to graduate this term, and as she came into the Greenhouse today, Paul realized this fact and almost FROWNED. Cassie was a great student...and as a former Ravenclaw himself, he had such a soft spot for the quiet, studious Ravenclaws. Granted, Paul had never been quiet in his life. Probably not even ONCE. “HELLO, Cassie!”



Speaking of Ravenclaws, here was Jessa. Another Ravenclaw he admired for her studiousness, though slightly different than Cassie’s. She had taken particular interest in his flesh eaters lately, and Paul found her curiosity endearing. “Another one of WHAT lessons, m’dear?” he asked. Were his lessons not EXCITING enough for you, Cambridge?



“Hello, Ronan. LOOK ALIVE, M’BOY!” Because Paul didn’t want him to fall asleep in class. HELLLO. He looked exhausted.



“Good day, Daehyun!” he said with a smile. “Nice to see you!” Another one with a keen interest in his subject area.



“Hello there, m’dear!” Looking spritely, eh? Paul smiled. TIME TO START YET? NO NO..no. He checked the time again, and no. Not yet. He was getting antsy...though...breathing exercises would help that.



“Hello, Kirk!” he saluted him. With a name like Kirk...it was hard NOT to salute the boy.



Rylee seemed to always be in a good mood! “Hello there, m’dear! Good day to you!” he nodded back at her, changing his position on the cushion for the seventh time. Antsy.



“Helllllllo there, Alyce!” he smiled and waved at her as she came bustling inside, looking quite cold. All of them looked pretty cold when they first came in. The warmth from the Greenhouse must have felt amazing. Paul didn’t want it to get too stifling, though.



Here came Hurricane Zoryn Spinnet. Paul merely smiled at her, watching her closely as she descended upon poor, unsuspecting Rylee.



Skylar always intrigued Paul because he thought she loathed Herbology and struggled with it...yet she kept taking it. Not that he minded; he had convinced himself it was because HE, Paul Myers, was just THAT great of a professor, and felt quite smug about this. “Hello, Skylar!”



Professsssssor Paul. He felt cool when they called him this, that he was COOL with this. Professor Paul was perfectly acceptable. “Hello, Theodore!”



“I do enjoy purple, yes, but I enjoy most colors. I go through color phases, if you will.” And this month he was feeling PURPLE. “Welcome to class, m’dear!”



THERE SHE WAS. Olivia. Who had so rudely not come to Hogwarts last term and was back! “Hi, Olivia! Welcome to class!” He waved at her. “Of course, if you have time, you can definitely help!” He knew how busy she was. But some students enjoyed being super involved and constantly busy.



If Paul had been able to read her mind, he would have been touched. And he would miss Katy when she left, yet another seventh year he would grow sad about leaving. Olivia, too, now that he unfortunately remembered. “I am. I hope you are as well!” He smiled.



Paul smiled and waved as Diasy greeted him. Badger child!



“Hellllllo there, m’dear!” he said cheerily to the young Ravenclaw. Class was almost ready to begin, as he let his eyes flicker to check the clock once more.



….and here was Zita, who Paul would greet as formally and not warmly as possible. “Zita.” Was all he said. He found her immaturity getting under his skin almost daily, and he very much wanted to write home to her mother for her immense amount of spoiled-rottenness. Paul had never felt such feelings towards a child before, and it alarmed him. His patience had just...run thin with her.



“OKAY! Hello everyone, welcome to Herbology for today!” Paul scooted his cushion to the front of everyone else, and sat up straight while addressing them. Hopefully everyone could see him, or at least see his white cotton candy hair. “We will begin...as I said, with some breathing...exercises. So everyone get in a comfortable sitting position!” He remained criss-crossed and relaxed his back and his neck. Paul’s voice kept at a soft...relaxed tone. “Roll your head...around,....a neck roll, if you will...very slowly...and breathe in while you roll…….and then…...now……….out…….” His voice trailed in. “In………..and now, out……..” Ah. His brain was already calming down; the antsiness was dissipating. “We will repeat the neck rolls...for a bit….”, And Paul repeated the same instructions for a solid minute, just soothingly so. “And now...change directions of rolling...roll your neck the other way….breathing in……...out……..and in……..and out……” And he continued on that for another solid minute. Relaxed.

“Now reach your right arm up up...up….towards the sky….breathing in as you do…..wiggle your fingers...reach the heights of all your dreams and all your aspirations...still breathing in…..” He instructed. “And now….bring your arm down slowly...breathing out negativity...breathing out self doubt...and icky feelings……” Paul repeated the same instructions for the left arm, raising his own very slowly as he breathed in….and pulling it down as he breathed out. Releasing all those negative thoughts on his mind, thinking of his GOALS in life...Ah. He felt...at peace.

“OKAY!” he called out suddenly, snapping everyone out of it hopefully. “We’ll be discussing and doing quite a bit of things today. VARIED things. But first things first...can someone tell me what an essential oil is...or what an EXAMPLE of an essential oil is...or just ANYTHING you know at all about essential oils. Perhaps...what things USE them? Anyone?”

AND THE LESSON HAD BEGUN. He eyed some of the potted plants on the sides of the greenhouse.




OOC: Hi guys! The lesson has officially started, so please don't post arriving late unless you and your character are willing to accept IC consequences, as always! <3 I meant to move this on yesterday but my last two days were SO busy...so moving on today! Will try to move on in 24 hours give or take a few. Please do not mention TOO MUCH stuff about essential oils because I would like everyone to have a chance to contribute.

In and out. In and out. Junia rolled her neck and focused on her breathing, feeling her body relax as they moved through the breathing exercise. Silly as it may have looked, it worked. She felt calmer for sure.

Essential oils were linked to scents, weren't they? She knew some could be soothing, much like the exercise before had been. Lavender, in particular, came to mind. Raising her hand, the sixth year sat up a bit straighter. "They're oils found in plants, professor. Oils that help the plants stay healthy, give the plants their scents. I'm familiar with the use of these oils for aromatherapy, which can help relax you and relieve stress."

Breathing exercises, right.

As he sat crossed legged, Daehyun followed professor Myers' lead and rolled his head around, slowly to avoid getting dizzy. He breathed in, and he breathed out. These exercises never helped him relax, but instead the professor's antics amused him, so he supposed they worked just fine, only differently from what professor Myers might have had in mind. Awkward arm movements followed, some finger wiggling... breathed in... and breathed out... all while pursing his lips to keep himself from grinning.

Oh, and they'd be talking about essential oils? How awesome would it be if they learned how to extract them and make those lovely scented oils that they'd used in Divination? Speaking of... he remembered being mesmerized by them in class, and the professor's warning that they could get to his head if he didn't stop smelling them. "The oils can be harmful if you sniff them for too long," he said, his hand in the air.

True story right there.

Ooooh, breathing exercises. That intrigued Natalie, for some reason. It was like meditation. Though, it was also like that little time period before one fell asleep -- and Natalie liked sleep. It was her favorite. So maybe she would like breathing exercises, too. Natalie crossed her legs and got comfortable on her pillow while listening to Professor Myers instruct them on how to BREATHE.

She rooooooolled her neck and then rolled it some more and breeeeeeathed in and then breeeeaaathed out. See, it already felt nice. Were they going to do this all class period? That sounded like a nice class. In, out..... in.... out..... in...... out.... Very nice, very relaxing....

Until he yelled.

Startled at the sudden loud voice of the professor, Natalie jumped, nearly falling off her pillow, her blue eyes popping wide open. What a brutal way to to wake them up. Not that she had been sleeping. Although, she didn't remember when she stopped rolling her neck...

Anyway, essential oils, right. Natalie yawned... and then raised her hand. "My grandmother uses Lavender oils to help her sleep," she offered. Natalie, however, did not appreciate the smell of lavender and thought it would actually prevent her from sleeping instead of helping.

”You know,” The Ravenclaw said, stretching her back while she got more comfortable, ”those lessons where we pull out the comfy cushions and kinda....wind down.” It wasn’t an indictment on his lessons or anything of the sort, just an observation based on what she’d walked in on. The Ravenclaw was good on making those.

He didn’t have to answer though, no. The neck exercises were proof enough for her and when linked to all they’d done in the term thus far, it was safe to say they wouldn’t be running around the greenhouse chasing bouncing bulbs within the hour.

Jessa rotated her head, performing a neck roll as the Professor gave the instructions. It was amazing how you never really knew all the tension residing in your body until you started working it out. Slowly she rolled her neck, ignoring the odd cracking sound that came every now and then. It was all apart of this relaxing thing she assumed the Professor was trying to get them into. She reached her hand up, not necessarily “reaching for her dreams” as the man had put it but reaching up all the same.

“Essential oils are hydrophobic.” Jessa offered up, wiggling her fingers to get the circulation going in them.

Would they be doing the same with the other hand? Professor Myers was no Noble but suffice to say the Fifth Year was a lot more hesitant about jumping ahead than before the man obtained employment.

Essential oils?? What uses them?? What they were?? Uuuuuuuuuh. Skyler sat there wuth a look oncher face. She didn't know at all. Frowning, she kept silent.

This was... to put it politely... kind of ridiculous.

The Professor was sitting on a cushion and wiggling his fingers in the air like a crazy person. Max glanced around at his classmates, surprised to see that many of them were copying. He thought he'd walked into Herbology, not meditation classes.

And then came a question about essential oils. Someone mentioned something about aromatherapy and he really hoped that wasn't the direction the class was going. Deep breathing, meditation, aromatherapy... He wanted to see giant, man-eating monster plants!

The aromatherapy comment had given him an idea though, and Max reluctantly raised his arm. "Are they used in girly stuff? Like perfumes and incense?"

Maybe, Professor Myers, she was just optimistic for that ONE Herbology lesson that she could actually understand. Like today's for instance, Skylar could totally be on board with a lesson that came with breathing exercises and stretches because she did that often enough with quidditch practices. Rolling her head, she went up, down, side to side, gently focusing on her breathing as she went....

Huh, amazing how relaxed one could be even with a stressful subject with just some stretches. Wiggling her fingers into the air, and then down at her side, she exhaled slowly.... and then ... OOH, another topic she actually semi-knew!!! SEE, OPTIMISM FOR THAT ONE LESSON she could follow.... this was why she continued the subject!

"It's literally the essence of a plant's fragrance. And it doesn't necessarily have to refer to just those used for aromatherapy. But it could refer to oils that are ingestible too, such as garlic or clove oil." Because of course she would know the ingestible references.

Zarina didn't realize her and the Professor were sitting on the same couch cushions. Score one for both of them. She beamed at him and he seemed like a friendly guy. As the door closed signaling the beginning of the lesson, she saw the Professor get excited and now they were doing breathing exercises? Was he serious? Well apparently so..

Was he for real???

She looked around and noticed all the other students were following his lead. This guy was a loon. Well looking at how he was dressed, he seemed like the guru yoga posing type. Zae shrugged and thought it couldn't hurt and she breathed in and out. Hmmm it helped a little bit. She wasn't going to do the stretches though. She is a firm believer in that your muscles needed to be warmed up before stretching. Zae faked it and just stretched out her back. She heard a pop and that felt amazing! Oh yeah that was the spot!

Now onto the question to start it off. Did she know anything about essential oils? Zae pursed her lips in thought and thought to herself. Hmmm aren't those the things her mom light up in her room and that calmed her down. Yup pretty much. "Professor I know some of the oils like eucalyptus is used for stress relief." She remember reading it off the candle description and asking her about it.

Girly stuff? That was just... frankly silly. Plenty of men wore colognes and, hopefully, used soap. Rubbish fragile masculinity right there. Katy rolled her eyes, but she also raised her hand. Might as well be useful, since she had cupboards full of essential oils.

"Professor, essential oils are really just the condensed aromatic compounds of plants. They're called essential because they are the essence of the plant's fragrance. Sort of an obvious connection there, when you think about it. When I make lotions and things for people, I use some essential oils, since they smell so strongly, rather than using petals or leaves or things." They weren't as useful for her potions, for the most part, but everything had a use.

After his run-in with Matt, Jace couldn't be more thankful to be in Myer's class. Merlin knows he needed this exercise at the moment. He'd been stressed, agitated, and angry at his fellow seventh year, and just wanted to get away from it all. It wasn't like him to lose his cool, therefore, finding his center in class was most welcome. As instructed, he rolled his head slowly clockwise, and then anti-clockwise when told. He did raise his arms, but instead of wiggling his fingers, he had it spread out wide, releasing the negative energy right out of his fingertips, and opened himself by inhaling the positive energy through his nostrils, down to his lungs and around his system. He already feels good just by doing that, as he lowered his arms.

He did not fancy the loud clap afterward though. That took away the peace that was just building up in him. Jace sat taller on his pillow, taking in the answers of his classmates before raising his own hand to offer his reply. "Essential oils, aside from natural plant extracts are powerful therapeutical agents. Synergies is a thing too when essential oils are blended together to form a more powerful therapeutical oil." Clever of the former Ravenclaw to start the class with breathing exercises. The activity was a bit of a giveaway.

Seriously, Juni? But also Professor Myers because what professor only brought a handful of pillows in his own preferred color, or so it seemed, judging by the fact that his pillow was purple as well. Oh well, there were still some very fluffy ones left. She selected a silver body pillow and tried to answer Professor Myers's question.

"Well, I like mint oil. It has rejuvenating properties and...stuff." Yeah, Night should probably just shut up and meditate. It was obvious she didn't know what she was talking about.

Hurricane Zoryn Spinnet. That was a good one.

"Vegetable oil is pretty essential when you cook," or else your brownies will stick to the pan, trust her. Zoryn knew. The girly stuff answer though, WHO said that!? Wouldn't hurt some boys to wear perfume either, just sayin'. Most of them were real stinky.

Zoryn almost offered that up too, but after speaking her first answer into existence, she had stopped paying attention all together. Like, uh, no offense though.

Thoroughly relaxed after the lovely stretching and breathing session, Emmalyn yawned and drowsily blinked her eyes. She wondered how she was ever going to focus on class. Thankfully, Professor Myers' classes were always interesting and he was great at keeping everyone engaged.

"I agree that essential oils come from plants. I think the oils from trees smell the best. Like cedarwood. I don't know how they get them out of the wood though." She closed her eyes and imagined the smell of her dads aftershave. It smelled like cedarwood and she missed that woodsy aroma.

After answering, she shifted her bum back and forth to get a better position on her pillow. Her legs were starting to fall asleep and the re-positioning movement helped get the blood flowing back to her feet.

This is the reason why he adored Professor Myers. Sure it feels like he was back in pre-school again, but hey breathing and stretching are therapeutic. Do any of them know how much a Pilates session costs? Right around the neighborhood of something his grandmother could brag about and his mother would scowl upon.

But ok stretching sesh done. They were talking about essential oils now? Hah his grandmother really should really drop by theres so many Professors she'd get along with "Sir, essential oils are extracts of plant oils and are very fragrant, which is why its used most widely in aromatherapy. Essential oils are used in diffusers, which comes in a wide variety of versions, from simple diffusers like the stick-in-oil evaporative diffuser to candle-heated clay diffusers to something very sophisticated like a nebulizer or an ultrasonic mist diffuser."

Daisy was feeling quite relaxed after the meditation exercise. She thought about what her answer would be as she slowly raised her hand, "Professor, a good use of essential oils would be to help relieve muscles after exercise such as a Quidditch game."

These breathing exercising were oddly... relaxing and invigorating.

Shera found herself feeling less hyper, while still excited about the lesson and stretching out her muscles was always a good feeling. Why didn't she do this more often again? Probably because she tended to forget that this was enjoyable and only did it to avoid Quidditch injuries.

Now on to actually going about the lesson. Essential oils? She knew that her mother loved them and had them all around their house which meant she was feeling alright about this. Even if she didn't actually know that much about them herself. "Normally we dilute them with water? Cause I think some of them can hurt if you don't dilute them... although from memory the amount you have to dilute them can differ depending on what kind of oil and also the person's sensitivity."

She knew that last one because her own skin had gotten irritated and needed the oil to be a whole lot more diluted than her mother usually had it.

So where was he going with this?

Where they going to learn how to make their own essential oils? Because that would be pretty cool... or did some magical plants respond well to essential oils? There were too many options.

Kye was fine with these breathing exercises, as the stretches felt good at any time of day. She followed the instructions, breathing slowly. Every now and then she felt something crack or pop, and she wished she could get a really good massage right now. Maybe one day, a cute guy would offer... or at least crack her back. She looked around the room, wondering if anyone here was a viable candidate to crack her back for her, but she was snapped out of it by Professor Myer's loud welcome-back-to-earth voice.

"Well... like everyone else has been saying, I know there are many oils used for different purposes like sicknesses, body health, hygiene, brain activity, as others have said of course stress and anxiety... I'm familiar with tea tree, peppermint, uhm... eucalyptus, jojoba... I think pomegranate?" she had heard a few others mention lavender already, so she decided to leave it at that. "They're used in soap, lotion, fragrances, and cleaning supplies... I'm pretty sure anyway," she added. That was enough out of her, she wanted to lay down now.

She liked meditation. So this breathing exercise don't bother her that much. Maybe Herbology wasn't that bad after all.

Breath in. Breath out. Alyce followed Professor Myers's lead, rolling her head side to side and focusing on her breathing. She could feel herself more relaxed. But she's not going to raise her arms up and wiggling her fingers up. No, she's just going to focus on her breathing and rolling her neck. Yup. Yup.

Essential oils? "Essential oils come from extracting the different parts of plants, like flowers, leaves, bark, roots, resin and peels. And my mother said oils of rosemary can stops hair loss."

Ahem, Vivian Fairfield was here all along! And, of course, in her usual place up in front where she can get the best view of the professor and everything else. And... oh... oh.

Breathing exercises. The Slytherin did as instructed, rolling her head clockwise around slowly and breathing along to Professor Myers' pattern. Then, she shifted counter clockwise with the man's next instructions, still keeping her pace in breathing. Then... reach... what? Vivian blinked and then obliged as she watches the rest of her classmate to the stretching thing, reaching up for the ceiling, while wiggling her fingers. She liked doing that.

Well, it did sort of work in the relaxing bit. It did, but then Myers screamed and she'd have fallen off her seat if only they weren't seated on pillows at the moment.

Essential oils? "For massage, Professor?" Vivian said, her hand up. "And their scents make all bad things go away." Figuratively, of course. But yeah, its fragrance did wonders. Somehow, it made her think about her mum.

Kirk returned that salute from Professor Uncle Paul. It was very amusing to him the closer connection he had between his title and name.

Alright then. Kirk was use to these exercises as he rolled his neck appropriately. It was customary for Quidditch not having a stiff neck and relaxing in tense situations. The raising arms up though he did the finger wiggling behind his head with his arms folded.

He then considered the amount of uses for essential oils. Fragrances, soaps, etc. etc. "They're also used for hair to help keep it healthy looking and preventing dry and scalp issues."

Well Théo was fine doing all the yoga things and all. It was interesting and guess it felt more like something you did before a quidditch practice or something to loosen up. Just his thoughts. Just when he thought he was having a zen time with all this deep breathing he was told to stop. Well that was quick.

Also it may be his fourth year at this school but his knowledge of herbology seems to be decreasing every year.

Oops

And since that, he was just going to stay quiet and hope his legs have not fallen asleep because that is the woooorst.

Paul foresaw the connection the students would make with aromatherapy. Afterall, it was what essential oils were most famous for! “Yes, very good, Junia! Many of them have different effects on our psyche...depending on the smell.”



…..Could they? “Well I supposed sniffing anything for too long can be detrimental,” Paul mused with a lopsided grin.



“Lavender...smells so good. It relaxes and calms many people,” he said with a nod. “Good, Natalie!”



“VERY good point, Jessa, good job!” he said with a grin in her direction. And an interesting point, too.



He saw Skyler being quiet and knew she would just need some encouragement. He smiled at her as he went on to the next raised hand.



….girly stuff. “Mr. Carten...girl stuff…..I highly doubt you’d call cologne...girly stuff., Or deodorant. Plus...girly stuff….I don’t confine myself to gender norms, thank you,” he was a tad unimpressed but tried not to show it. Ahem.

Anyways.



Ohhhh LOOK AT YOU, SKYLAR! Paul clapped after she said her answer. “VERY good, Skylar, I hope everyone HEARD THAT--” Looking at you, Zoryn Spinnet, who NEVER PAID ATTENTION.



Ooooh he had almost forgotten about eucalyptus! It smelled so captivating, though! “Yes yes, you’re right, Zarina!”



“Very good, Katy.” he winked in her direction. He thought Katy Toussaint might actually be aware of the spell he was about to teach them, honestly.



Well well, Paul smiled in Jace’s direction and gave him a thumbs up. “Veeeeery good, Jace, you are correct.” So far, no one had said a WRONG thing about essential oils. Impressive, to say the least!



And….stuff. Paul chuckled. “You’re not wrong; it has…”stuff” as you say.” He winked.



“Well..in that regard, yes, but there is actually a difference between vegetable oil and...essential oils. They’re not the same thing.” Well there was...the first wrong answer of the day. But it wasn’t horribly unfounded.



CEDARWOOD SMELLED AMAZING PAUL COULDN’T AGREE MORE. He beamed. “Good good. We will learn how in juuuuuuuUUuust a few don’t you worry, m’dear!”



……...Paul blinked a few times at Tenacius and just nodded. “Yes...Yes indeed. We won’t be going into that much today, but you’re certainly right!” It was more in depth than Paul ever wanted to teach about essential oils! But Tenacius had read his textbook all right. Some textbook, anyway, because he was fairly certain the Herbology textbook didn’t mention essential oils at all.



“Some of them would, yes.” He nodded. Not all of them would be good for it, though.



“YES! And funnily enough, some VEGETABLE oils are used to dilute them,” he responded to Shera. Since Zoryn had just mentioned vegetable oil and all.



Paul widened his eyes. “Oh..what is a jojoba?” He found the word..fun to say, though. Jojoba. JOJOBA. What was a JOJOBA? Please answer us, KYE PLEASE. It was rare for Paul to NOT know what a student was talking about in regard to Herbology stuff.



CAN THEY? “I need them, then. Please gift them to me for my birthday, please, yes, please!” Paul joked...slightly. But his fluff hair was getting…….less and less all the time.



“MASSAGES. Yes. Though, I haven’t had a massage in years.” That needed to change pronto. Over the summer, perhaps. With Milton.



“Luckily...I have a VERY moist scalp,” he teased. It sounded….odd, disgusting, almost, but all the same…..

Hedidhaveamoistscalp.



……..Theo. Paul just gave him a look before moving on. Because the boy was quiet, and Paul questioned whether he was really paying attention or not.



“SOOOO many of you raised very good points and most of you were correct.” Besides you, Zoryn Spinnet. Ahem. Not that her idea was bad...or one that people didn’t often make; it was done very often. “The OFFICIAL definition of an essential oil is…. DRUMROLL--” Paul provided his own drum roll by hitting the ground FIERCELY with his palms-- “A natural oil typically obtained by distillation and having the characteristic fragrance of the plant or other source from which it is extracted.”

AND TADA. ESSENTIAL OILS.


“We will be learning three things...today, in regard to uses plants possess for us. The first one is, if you haven’t guessed, how to extract the essential oil from a plant. You will see...on either side of us along the edge of the greenhouse, I have many potted plants. Pick one and...try to extract that essential oil. The spell is NOT hard to perform, but the WAND MOVEMENT is very precise. The incantation is ’natatraho.’ That is NAH-TAH-TRAH-HOH. Emphasis goes on the TAH. The wand movement...is…” And Paul flung his wand forward on the NATA- “Like you’re fishing. Whip your wand at the plant on the NATA aaaaand on the TRAHO--” Paul whipped it back, as if he WERE fishing with a fishing rod. “The essence will look like a strand attaching to the tip of your wand.” Paul summoned a plant from the side, a clove plant to be exact, and thought he would demonstrate. He called out “NATATRAHO--” flinging his wand forward, then YANKING it back suddenly, and an amber colored liquid, almost in stringlike fashion, followed his wand tip as if attached. Paul then grabbed a vial from his pocket and carefully lowered the string-liquid into the glass and...then corked the top.

“SOOOO practice the spell and the wand movement...pick a plant and...grab a vial...and GO! I will be walking around if you need any help!” Paul beamed and pocketed the clove oil. “Keep in mind that some of these oils would need to be distilled before use! SO whichever you end up getting, make sure to do your research after class! And YES you can keep your oil! It’s yours!”

GET GOING!


OOC: Hi guys! This seems like a lot but we’re just loquacious, Paul and I. SORZ. Anyway...I think I have a pretty busy day tomorrow so we’ll SEE if I end up moving on...may wait until Tuesday my CT time. But basically….practice the wand movement and saying the spell..and then actually DO the extracting...you can do this in as many posts as you want. <3 any questions feel free to PM/skype/trillian/whatever me!

EDIT: I forgot to include the list of available plants!!! I added it in now I am SO SO SORRY GUYS GAH. Luckily I caught it early before too many people posted O__O