The thing about teaching the upper years, was that more often than not Leda assumed the kids would mistake her for one of them. Over the last few days, she'd been gallivanting around the castle and had come to realise she'd not grown an inch since she was in her own Slytherin robes, and even some of the fifth years towered over her. Did that mean she was worried about the students not taking her seriously? Of course not. Leda's job was just to make sure they got through their lessons with some slightly more than acceptable OWL and NEWT grades, which in itself should have been enough for these kids to pay proper attention to her. She was slouched in a chair at the back of the greenhouse, feet up on the desk showcasing her oversized wellies (Truthfully her own would have been more practical, but Mervyn's were much more worn in and therefore more comfortable on her toes) while reading over the latest copy of the Hogwarts Monthly. It was fun to read about the gossip in the school paper that she'd been a part of her herself, and wondered how many of these students would also go on to graduate into real life journalists.
As the fifth years filed in, she gave them a moment to take a seat (and herself a moment to finish reading a truly flourishing article) before finally addressing them. She lay the paper across her lap, still in her sitting position. "Welcome fifth years!" She flashed them a pearly white smile, wondering how many were expecting Professor Castillo. "I'm Professor Layton," Merlin, that was going to be uncomfortable to say, "but please, call me Leda! Or Leeds. I suppose you can call me anything as long as it's not nincompoop" they probably got the gist. It was only then that she stood properly, tucking her hands behind her back. "Professor Castillo isn't here," Obviously. "So, I'm taking over for him for the rest of the year. And Slytherin's, don't think you can slack off when your Head of House isn't watching. I'm also a former Slytherin and Head Girl, so if anything, I want to be able to tell your professor that you've been working extra hard in his absence." Leda was standing as tall as she possibly could, looking at the kids one at a time, checking which were in her old house. "This year as I'm sure every single other professor is about to tell you this week, is your OWL year! Yaaay!" She forced a fake smile, scrunching her nose a little. "You'll be fine though. As long as you follow what I tell you, and revise not as much as you can, but as efficiently as you can, then you'll pass your OWLs with flying colours." If she could do it, anyone could.
“This year, we’ll be covering how to plant, grow, and cultivate a number of plants like bouncing bulb and puffapods. These handy plants are pretty essential to the Herbology community and are also used in Potions!" A subject she thought worked very well alongside this one. "Alright, no need to do anything today. Just remember if you want to continue to do Herbology in sixth year, you'll need at least an A grade in your OWL. Alright that's it, scram. Away with you!" she waved them off with both hands, dismissing them so they could get back to whatever it was kids did these days.
To receive an O:
- Roleplay the lesson
Anyone who gives her a delightfully witty nickname will be given a slap on the back and a few house points for good measure.
As the fifth years filed in, she gave them a moment to take a seat (and herself a moment to finish reading a truly flourishing article) before finally addressing them. She lay the paper across her lap, still in her sitting position. "Welcome fifth years!" She flashed them a pearly white smile, wondering how many were expecting Professor Castillo. "I'm Professor Layton," Merlin, that was going to be uncomfortable to say, "but please, call me Leda! Or Leeds. I suppose you can call me anything as long as it's not nincompoop" they probably got the gist. It was only then that she stood properly, tucking her hands behind her back. "Professor Castillo isn't here," Obviously. "So, I'm taking over for him for the rest of the year. And Slytherin's, don't think you can slack off when your Head of House isn't watching. I'm also a former Slytherin and Head Girl, so if anything, I want to be able to tell your professor that you've been working extra hard in his absence." Leda was standing as tall as she possibly could, looking at the kids one at a time, checking which were in her old house. "This year as I'm sure every single other professor is about to tell you this week, is your OWL year! Yaaay!" She forced a fake smile, scrunching her nose a little. "You'll be fine though. As long as you follow what I tell you, and revise not as much as you can, but as efficiently as you can, then you'll pass your OWLs with flying colours." If she could do it, anyone could.
“This year, we’ll be covering how to plant, grow, and cultivate a number of plants like bouncing bulb and puffapods. These handy plants are pretty essential to the Herbology community and are also used in Potions!" A subject she thought worked very well alongside this one. "Alright, no need to do anything today. Just remember if you want to continue to do Herbology in sixth year, you'll need at least an A grade in your OWL. Alright that's it, scram. Away with you!" she waved them off with both hands, dismissing them so they could get back to whatever it was kids did these days.
To receive an O:
- Roleplay the lesson
Anyone who gives her a delightfully witty nickname will be given a slap on the back and a few house points for good measure.