Fourth Years, Lesson Two

Landon smiled as his class filed in. He greeted with his usual bubbly nature, "Greetings, class! Everyone did well on their assignment." He folded his arms across his chest. "Today, I will reveal to you what one of the plants we will be working close with is. Get out your writing utensils and take some notes if you wish."

Landon stepped to the side, revealing the wriggling black plant. He leaned against the desk, standing beside the Bubotuber. It smelled strongly of petrol. "This is a Bubotuber. You may or may not have seen this in potions. It looks rather sordid, but it is very valuable, even to teenagers. Look," Landon pointed his wand at the swellings on the plant. "Never poke this, unless you want to be sprayed with yellow-green pus which might cause a bad rash on your skin.

"The pus has a horrible effect on our skin, if undiluted. But if diluted properly, the effects can be quite the opposite and make your social life a bit more interesting and less depressing."
Professor Carter waited for the people writing notes to finish and then continued, "Now you've seen the actual plant, next lesson we will plant them and harvest the pus afterwards. Don't forget to bring your dragonhide gloves. Class dismissed!"

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Assignment: RP the lesson. For extra credit, write a paragraph on your opinion of the bubotuber.
 

Kiara Thompson

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The first week of classes had flown by and Kiara had tried her best to keep up with everything. Even tried to read ahead so there wouldn't be any surprises in store for her during the upcoming lessons. She took her seat in the greenhouse and listened as professor Carter started his lesson, getting out her notes when he told them to and making sure she was ready to start writing along. She scrunched her nose when the professor stepped aside to show them the plant they would be learning about today, not to keen on the idea of getting sprayed by the plants pus. She took some notes when he told them a bit more about the plant and packed up her notes when they were eventually dismissed.
 

Monday Weeks

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Monday Weeks got ready for the next lesson at hand. The semester was just beginning, so Monday made sure that he looked decent before grabbing his bag with all the things he needed for that class inside of his bag before leaving to head on to class. Monday was getting a little tired, but he was used to it because of the amount of workload he had. Monday took every single class available, was involved in a club, and was in Quidditch. He barely had enough time to really relax and read his other books, let alone socialize. Things were a lot harder than he would have expected them to be. Monday made his way to the classroom that he was due to be in, keeping his head up and trying to pass as not exhausted.

The walk to the greenhouses was a little extensive but it was not bad. He walked into the correct greenhouse and found his seat. He listened to Professor Carter start up the lesson with what they would be working on today. He started to take some notes over the Bubotuber. He noted never to poke the swellings, otherwise it will spray and cause a bad rash. Yet, they use the pus for potions and such. Next lesson, they will be doing more than just observing. He gathered his notes and left the greenhouses for the day.
Monday Weeks
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Herbology, Lesson 2

Bubotubers look like cucumbers to me, and while I don't have much of an opinion of them. They are useful in potions especially if you are prone to acne. However, I suppose they can be dangerous because of the pus and the aftermath.
 

Aine Thompson

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Aine was, as ever, sour. Not that that was saying much, these days she was usually pretty sour. She was still taking on a lot of classes out of sheer spite as much as it was out of determination. The fresh air of the grounds was nice, the humidity of the Herbology classroom less so. But she casually made her way over, not sure what they were supposed to be doing this time.

Aine winced as the professor showed them a writhing black...thing, that he almost colloquially described as 'sordid'. She didn't want to touch them anyway, less so knowing they would cause injury. Which was absolutely the last thing she needed, already feeling insecure enough about her appearance. She almost rolled her eyes at the comment about the diluted one, though. Why did he have to make it seem so mysterious and like a riddle? Couldn't he just tell them directly what it did? She winced again when they were told they'd be planting and harvesting them. That was not going to be pleasant. Plus, if anyone bothered her she'd get the urge to spray them with the pus and she didn't want to have to deal with that. She supposed she could use them to get out of attending the Yule Ball later, though. Which was kind of extreme, come to think of it. Maybe not.

Aside from the rather cryptic comment about their positive use I don't really have a strong opinion of the bubotuber. It is pretty disgusting. I suppose like a lot of things it has a lot in the way of self preservation - it's ugly and spits venomous pus, which, you know, relatable. But like many things that grow for self preservation we humans, especially of the magical variety, find ways around those protections in order to use them for our own ends. Like chilis, and mandragoras.
 

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Aurora always forgot how intense the first couple of weeks were of school, as everyone got readjusted and everything picked up. Between quidditch and the club fair, and new club events there was always something to do. She’d been very surprised when she’d found out that Rosie had joined the yearbook, using her camera as the camera. Aurora didn’t mind that she used her camera she was just surprised that she had joined it. So long as her sister was happy, she wasn’t going to question it. Aurora was getting herself ready for the day, getting her notes and books and hurrying her sister along to get ready, though it wasn’t working particularly well. Aurora waited once she was ready for Rosie and then did double check that she had everything before heading out of the dorm room and to class.

Aurora walked into the herbology greenhouse, being pulled along by her sister and sat down in their usual spots at the front of the room. She glanced up at the professor as the man showed them a bubotuber plant, which she knew was a little gross looking but useful. The teen took out her notes and her quill and began writing down what the professor was saying about them. She took a few notes about how they looked and what the pus did. She knew that as a healer she’d have to get used to seeing super gross things, but this really was something else. The lecture itself wasn’t overly long and soon enough she was able to pack up her things and leave the room.
 

Rosie Archer

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Rosie led her sister into the herbology greenhouse and took a spot in the room. She glanced eagerly to the professor as the man got started telling them what they would be doing, Bubotubers. Rosie thought the puss filled plant got a bad rap, that they weren’t nearly as bad as they could be. The gryffindor took her notes and wrote the odd thing down from what the professor was saying but didn’t get all of it down, spending more time just listening along to what was being said than getting it down. The lecture wasn’t very long but she didn’t mind that too much, instead looking forward to what the next class would bring. The teen packed up her things and headed out of the greenhouse.
 

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