herbology 5

It was hard to believe that another year had gone by already, but the lingering chill in the greenhouse each morning was enough to show the passage of time, not to mention the lingering threat of exams across the whole school. Angel swore he could physically feel the stress coming off of some...

Angel had been waiting by the lake, peering over his sunglasses at his pocket watch. He’d sent word for the class to meet him out here today rather than the greenhouses for something a bit more exciting than the usual lecture or repotting and was eager for the class to finally arrive. Smiling...

The fifth years had a lot to cover this year for their OWLs and if Angel was being honest, he hadn’t exactly managed his time very well this semester. He was hoping to make up some lost ground by squeezing in some extra plants today after finding shy little flitterbloom in one of the back...

“Good afternoon, fifth years!” Angel greeted from his usual spot reclining at his desk as the class settled in. “Hope you’re ready for a little hard work today, we’re going to be getting very hands on,” he said, slowly drawing himself onto his feet and wiggling his fingers, motioning the class...

The greenhouse was a riot of pink flowers today, which Angel felt was appropriate with all the Valentine’s cheer about the castle this week. He’d always enjoyed puffapods for what they were, which was mostly just pretty and fun over anything particularly challenging, but he hoped the students...

Angel was feeling tired already this semester, not a good sign for how many weeks they still had left. Maybe he'd caught something from one of the girls. Or Josephine. Not that he'd ever say anything about that, but she did work in the school sick bay... Leaning against one of the benches...

Zennon and Analei had the perfect system to find all the plants they needed in an hour, Zennon liked Herbology, but Analei did not, so they'd split the plants between them, though Zennon would be keeping an eye out for all of them should Analei miss some. He was pretty good at identifying...

Class Rules: If you value all your fingers, keep your hands to yourself. Never touch anything you don’t recognize. Stay alert! The plants are always paying attention, even if you aren’t, and many of them bite Treat the plants (and Professor Castillo) the way you would want to be treated...