“Good afternoon, fifth years!” Leda was waiting for the class at the front of the greenhouse “Hope you’re ready for a little hard work today, we’re going to be getting very hands on,” she said, waving her hand to side of the room where there were a number of potted plants ready to be seen to.
“We’ll be looking at Bouncing Bulbs today, note the distinctive purple bulb,” Leda said, beckoning the class a little closer. “Now these plants are at least partially sentient, they tend to uh, attack, when they feel threatened so watch yourself. These younger bulbs are small enough to be handled while they’re growing and a quick knockback jinx or shield charm can keep them at bay, but you’ll need to be very careful once these get bigger.” Moving the bulbs into the greenhouse in the first place had been quite a mission in itself, and Leda had already spent the morning cleaning up. Leda didn't want to focus on the fact that maybe someone would get hurt today, but to be fair, if the Headmaster let them play Quidditch and cast spells around the room, what difference was there? Besides, what better way to remember a plant than having it beat it into you.
“They’re calm now, but be prepared once you get your hands on them you’re gonna need to keep that grip. Watch me,” the redhead said, grasping the bulb firmly to show the class. Like holding back an angry toddler. The bulb flinched as Leda moved forward before springing to life, roiling in her grasp as she tried to wrestle it into its new pot. “The secret is quick, strong move-” Leda was cut off with a grunt as the bulb made a sudden move towards her, managing a stinging glancing blow before she finally slammed the bulb into the dirt, quickly burying it and packing the dirt tightly. “Quick, strong movements,” she glanced up to the class to see if anyone was juding her for the troubles. “No sweat, right?” Stepping back and acting as though it was no big deal, and that it hadn't just taken the strength out of her arms, she address the class. “Your turn!” She said, dusting the dirt off her hands before stepping back several feet to stay clear of the mess that about to begin.
To receive an O:
- Roleplay the lesson
“We’ll be looking at Bouncing Bulbs today, note the distinctive purple bulb,” Leda said, beckoning the class a little closer. “Now these plants are at least partially sentient, they tend to uh, attack, when they feel threatened so watch yourself. These younger bulbs are small enough to be handled while they’re growing and a quick knockback jinx or shield charm can keep them at bay, but you’ll need to be very careful once these get bigger.” Moving the bulbs into the greenhouse in the first place had been quite a mission in itself, and Leda had already spent the morning cleaning up. Leda didn't want to focus on the fact that maybe someone would get hurt today, but to be fair, if the Headmaster let them play Quidditch and cast spells around the room, what difference was there? Besides, what better way to remember a plant than having it beat it into you.
“They’re calm now, but be prepared once you get your hands on them you’re gonna need to keep that grip. Watch me,” the redhead said, grasping the bulb firmly to show the class. Like holding back an angry toddler. The bulb flinched as Leda moved forward before springing to life, roiling in her grasp as she tried to wrestle it into its new pot. “The secret is quick, strong move-” Leda was cut off with a grunt as the bulb made a sudden move towards her, managing a stinging glancing blow before she finally slammed the bulb into the dirt, quickly burying it and packing the dirt tightly. “Quick, strong movements,” she glanced up to the class to see if anyone was juding her for the troubles. “No sweat, right?” Stepping back and acting as though it was no big deal, and that it hadn't just taken the strength out of her arms, she address the class. “Your turn!” She said, dusting the dirt off her hands before stepping back several feet to stay clear of the mess that about to begin.
To receive an O:
- Roleplay the lesson