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| | Term 55: May - August 2020 Term fifty-five: Hello from the other siiiiiiide (Sept 2101 - June 2102) | |
06-22-2020, 09:04 PM
| | |  Herbology Lesson 2
Since the ‘storm’ before Christmas, the delivery of the Herbology curriculum at Hogwarts had transitioned to everything Muggle. In fact, he hadn’t let anyone into the greenhouses since. If they had needed something from in there, he had gotten it for them himself. If he had been able to, that was. So many of the plants in the greenhouse survived solely with the help of magic and they were not doing well without it, okay? And Gus was wilting a little inside whenever he looked at the wilted leaves of all of his plant children and also… looking at his trampoline toadstools that had all squished down onto the floor and smelt disgusting. Therefore, today’s class (and all of them since the event) had been held outside the greenhouses or in a spare place in the castle to tackle basic… gardening skills. Weeding by hand, discussing germination, pruning the rose bushes that he had managed to salvage. Before… they got too cold and DIED PROBABLY A PAINFUL DEATH.
The students would head down after lunch to an outdoor area near the greenhouses where it was cold and Gus had demanded ~encouraged~ them to be decked out for the February weather. It wasn’t yet raining, but there was always a chance and it wasn’t like Gus could throw up some magic to protect them all. Professor Rainwater is sitting on a tree trunk, reading over a sheet of paper as the time ticked close to 1pm. There is a circle of logs and trunk stools for the students to sit on nearby. Behind the man is a large tub of junk that had very clearly been recycled from the kitchen - yoghurt pots, water bottles, egg cartons and whatever else you could think of - and his usual whiteboard that was now on wheels. He’d just have to use a real marker today like he had been since his magic one wasn’t working. He just hoped the kids had remembered their writing materials today. Having to write their own notes again wasn’t new, but it was something they were going to have to do until things were fixed.
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Originally Posted by Whiteboard WELCOME TO HERBOLOGY?
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OOC: YOU GUYS SAW NOTHING. Say what u saw and I'll sue. Kidding HI. Don’t mind Gus Gus. He’s having a tough time dealing with some plant loss  The students will be used to Herbology classes being here, there and everywhere and having to write their own notes for the lessons. Gus hasn’t really let anyone into the greenhouses since the weird ‘storm’. The plants are struggling without all of the magic needed to keep them alive and a greenhouse in Scotland during winter? Those poor plants are not looking their best. And tbh he’s sad about it. Much more sad than he probably lets on. Lol. DESPITE ALL THIS THOUUUUUUUGH - he still has the same rules and expectations of his students..
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Class will begin roughly 24 hours from this post <3
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Ground coffee or tea bags?
It really wasn’t a challenge for Claudine to choose. Two tablespoons of coffee was measured and added to her compost. This whole compost thing was a lot of work, wasn’t it? Well, the students didn’t have to chop up the vegetable peeling or gather the other ingredients so it was easy for them. Speaking of vegetable peelings… about 1 cm of that was added followed by the same approximation of soil. Shredded newspaper was next but how much? Claudine shrugged after a moment of thought. She’d add just about 1 cm as well.
Repeat and repeat and repeat the steps in the same order… and soon enough, the girl’s bottle was almost filled. The final thing that was added was the poop. Oh, look at that. She’d done a good job. The bottle wasn’t even overflowing nor did it come close to.
Claudine fell behind Heath as she waited for her turn with a spray bottle. Merlin, he was tall, did he know this? was what she randomly thought as she tilted her head to look up at the back of his head. Anyway. How many sprays? Four? Bottle in hand, one, two, three, four sprays were done.
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07-03-2020, 09:58 PM
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Naya paid attention as the professor gave the next steps for the activity. She made sure to write everything down again because that was definitely helping her. For the next step, they had a choice of adding tea bags or coffee to their compost. She chose tea and went to get four tea bags as instructed. After adding the tea bags to her bottle, Naya had a thought. She definitely preferred the smell of tea to that of coffee. However, if masking the poop smell was the goal, maybe she should have gone with the stronger smelling coffee. Oh well, it was too late now.
Checking her notes, Naya then added a thin layer of vegetable peels on top of her tea bags. Next came the thin layer of soil, followed by some shredded newspaper. Forgetting what came next, Naya had to check her notes again. More soil was needed, so she added that next. Naya continued the pattern until she was 1cm away from the hinge, more or less. Why oh why couldn’t they just stop there? Sadly, they could not and the Gryffindor went for the poo. After adding the dreaded manure, she went to get a spray bottle. Then it was three sprays of water, just enough to fire up the stinky smell. Was that it? Were there more steps? Naya checked her notes yet agin. Apparently that was it for now.
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07-03-2020, 10:56 PM
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Aboli forgot what they were doing, her nose wrinkling at the smell of poop. Well, it smelled a whole lot LIKE poop, and she was hoping it wasn't -
OH.
She was in Herbology, and according to the directions Rainwater was in charge of, she WAS fooling with poop. Ugh. She looked down and at her bottle and realized she had stopped at the vegetables step, and so now she needed to scoop some poop into the mixture. Well....it smelled bad, but it was NATURAL to poop, right? So she should be all right ....with this. She used her gloved hands, not bothering with a trowel, and filled it a little bit before putting a liiiiittle bit more vegetables on top of them, then SOIL. Nice..fresh...smelly soil. The aroma right now was...........fascinating.
She felt bad about something. What did she feel bad about? She couldn't remember ;_;
She forgot to add the coffee/tea complete and didn't notice, moving right on to the newspaper shreds. What a good way to recycle paper and stuff. Making compost was SOOOOO environmentally friendly, and she supposed that was why her mum did it back home. Eeeeeverything was environmentally conscious at her house if Ziggy had anything to do with it.
There were SO many steps, and Aboli just scooped some more poop and some more soil in, and gave it a mix with her gloved hand, and called it a day. It wasn't too wrong to not follow the directions exactly, right? What now?
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Gus was getting tired. All of the thinking and trying to remember what he was supposed to be doing during this lesson. It was a lot and he was exhausted just from thinking about how tired he was getting. Luckily, a quick look at his watch confirmed that the lesson was almost over. Which meant that he could NAP!!!!!!!!!!! Did anyone know how exciting that was to a grown man?
"OKAY. Last thing, guys!! I want you to CLOSE your bottles by the hinge and tape it closed! LABEL your bottles and leave them where you are. I'll be transporting them back to a shelving unit OUTSIDE of the greenhouses where TWICE A WEEK you will need to come and check in on your compost machine. Your homework project for the rest of this academic year is to keep a diary of it. It will take months for your bottle contents to turn into perfect compost. Some days it will look like nothing is happening, and that is OKAY!" Uh. Anything else?
Nah.
He checked his lesson plan. Bottle hinge. Check. Layers. Check. Water. Check. Taped shut. Check. Labelled. Check. Nitrogen and Carbon level talk? Uh.... sure. He wouldn't have missed that out. It was important.
"I'll put a notice up in your common rooms about the homework details. Finish up and head to your next class, guys. Thanks!"
NOW WAS IT NAP TIME?!
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It seemed as though they were wrapping up now which was a little disappointing to Claudine. This lesson was rather enjoyable. The next round of instructions were followed: tape was located and using a piece, she sealed the hinge to the rest of the bottle. The girl made sure that the hinge and bottle were aligned as neatly as possible before adding some more pieces of tape. The wet weather made it easy for the tape to loose its stickiness, you know. Lastly, her name, House and year were written clearly on a slip of paper and that too was taped onto the bottle. Only, the paper was stuck under the tape to preserve it from the elements.
Alright, so she had to observe this bottle twice a week. She supposed Rainstorm would include that in his notice with the homework. Was there anything else she needed to do? Not as far as she could remember. That meant she could leave.
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Oh, so they were done.......for the most part. Naya did as she had been instructed. She closed her bottle Thank Merlin and found some tape to secure it. Once she had done that, she wrote her name and other identifying information on the bottle and set it down. They had to check on their compost regularly and write their findings in a diary. Naya made sure to write this information down. She was pretty sure that if she didn’t, she would forget what to do as soon as she left class.
Finally, Naya took off her protective gear, saving her nose clip for last. She gathered her things as she prepared to leave. “Goodbye Professor”, she said, as she began to head back to the Gryffindor Common Room.
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Heath was soooo confused now! Not by the instructions to close, tape, and label their bottles; that was pretty straightforward. The confusing part was the homework project. He got the parts about observation and keeping a diary, but exactly what kind of information was he supposed to write in it? Not to mention he still had questions about how compost machines worked and how/if the order of the component layers affected the result. Had he zoned out in the middle of the instructions? That must be what happened. Rainwater might be loud and unpredictable, but Heath doubted the man would neglect to include such important information. He picked up his quill, scribbling down the instructions before he could forget anything else. He also added a note to check the library for more information on compost machines; otherwise he’d never remember to do so!
Wait, wasn’t there something else he was supposed to do? Right, finishing the bottle. He carefully closed his bottle and ran a length of tape around the hinge area. When he was done with that, he picked up his quill again to write his name, year, and house in his usual dramatic handwriting. So was he supposed to take the bottle with him or-? He looked around; looks like everybody was leaving theirs, so he’d do the same. Leaving the bottle behind, he picked up his bag and turned to leave.
Normally Heath would stalk out of a herbology lesson without so much as a word to the professor, but something about this class (he could no longer recall what) had him feeling a bit sorry for him. “Bye, Professor,” he said, casting a slightly sympathetic look back at the man as he left.
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