Herbology (( All Years! ))

[Pyro Blackfire S5]

*After a few moments off tugging on the root he finally pulled it free and droped it into the jar..he turned to mary*

"Offcourse im done,"

[Ivy Tunstall]

Ivy listened to Professor Sprout as she taught, although she was preoccupied. She picked up the most important pieces of information about what they were going to be doing - putting bright yellow roots into jars of water, and wearing gloves for safety, and being careful not to burst the roots.

She bore these in mind as she pulled on her thick dragonskin gloves, and started carefully probing the soil. She located a root, and so started to pull it out gently. It came fairly easily, without breaking, and Ivy dropped it in the water, where it squirmed with pleasure. She sat down again, watching the root and the little pockets of conversation going on all around the room, concious that she was not involved in any of them. But that had been her choice.

[Copenhagen]

Justin looked around at the others as they began doing the assigned task. Justin thought to himself " Ohh yeah ,this deffinately what I want to do today." He put on his gloves and started to dig with his hands. Soon he found the root and pulled it out. As he placed it in the jar of water he began to wish that he had an extra one so he could develop some new inventions. As soon he was done he turned to Molly and said " Well

[Vincent Crabbe Jr.]

Vincent grumbled as he made his way to the Herbology Greenhouses. There was a huge mass of students going in at the moment, and he had to be careful to avoid brushing against the Mudbloods. He arrived on time, as always, but not too early in this case. He was careful not to misjudge timings. He wanted to do well. He wanted to please his father.
Vincent slouched in his place as Professor Sprout began the lesson, noting down everything she said in his dragonskin notebook which he used for Herbology. He rolled his eyes in boredom. Why could he not take only interesting subjects? But he knew that answer, even if he didn't want to know it. He needed to be flexible. He needed to be able to serve in whatever way possible.

Vincent put his gloved hands into the soil carefully. While his practical activities were competent, inside his head he was just extremely bored and there was very little going on. Vincent was aware of this and it irritated him. It was as if life was trying to make sure he didn't succeed. That just made him all the more determined to, if only to spite it. Vincent dropped his root into the jar of water, looking at it with mingling dislike and contempt. It was yellow, the colour of Hufflepuffs and Mudbloods, and Vincent found it positively offensive to look at.

[Professor Pomona Sprout]

Watching all of her students quickly work, she smiled at the thought of all the things she could do.

"Good job everyone. Please bring your root up to my desk. Set them neatly there- you may leave then. No Homework!" she said, as she knew there would be some smiles.

[dana]

Dana glanced up as professor Sprout told everyone to take their roots up to her. Dana pulled the second root she had been working on out gently and reaching over placed it into an other water-jar, as she had had some free time to work on the second one as well. Pulling her dragon-hide gloves off, Dana balanced on of the jars on her right hip-bone, holding it in place with her hand and carrying the second jar with her left hand, started to walk to the front of the class-room.

And no home-work suited Dana as well. This way she would have more time for her essays for Transfiguration, History of Magic and Potions.
Dana stumbled over some vine, that seemed to be stretched out over the path-way towards professor’s Sprout desk, but managed to hold her balance, without falling nor dropping the jars.

Dana placed the jar’s down and smiled politely at professor Sprout: “Have a nice day, professor. And I’d love to see those sun-flowers you were talking about.”<br>Dana returned to her seat and packed her things quickly, starting to move towards the Greenhouse door, to go back to the castle. Dana shuddered lightly – she would probably have to sprint once again, as the weather didn’t seem any warmer than it was in the morning and Dana was only wearing the school uniform.

[Sapphire Phoenix R7]

Sapphire pulled on her dragon-skin gloves, which were comfortable and practical. She reached into the dark soil in the pot with caution, feeling her way around. She could feel quite a lot through the gloves, but they were still protective enough for most tasks. She always kept some thicker ones with her in case they were dealing with anything really unpleasant, but she didn't really like them, because your hands got too hot in them.

Sapphire pulled her root out easily. At first it resisted her, but she stroked it gently and it eased enough to allow her to pull it out carefully. She dropped it in a small water jar. Not all that spacious for the root, but it seemed to be enjoying it. Sapphire watched it thoughtfully. The plants they studied often seemed to be sentient. She wondered if Muggle plants were like that too, but just did not show it as clearly as the magical ones, and whether the magical ones could think for themselves. Sapphire smiled, thinking back to John Wyndham's Day of the Triffids. He hadn't known about the plants they studied when he wrote that. Sapphire wondered whether there was a plant like the triffid, somewhere.

Sapphire looked up, her train of thought broken as Professor Sprout began to speak. She took the water jar containing her root up to the front and placed it on the wooden table. She smiled as Professor Sprout said there would be no homework - she already had quite a lot of it and it would give her time to concentrate on getting other stuff done. And maybe some time for rest and relaxation as well. Sapphire gathered her things up and left the greenhouse, wrapping her robes tightly around her and fastening the top blue button against the cold.