Yakov Olaf
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Yakov smoothed back his hair and slipped into his herbology work robes.
The year was almost at an end and the last few weeks of lessons were annoying.
Herbology was one of the lessons Yakov had taken. He still had no idea why but had a feeling it was to do with that night he had one-too-many butter beers.
There were a few other students in the greenhouse which was slowly becoming stuffy.
Yakov only knew a couple of fifth years- He was not one to socialize with just anyone and so he stood there, plant in one hand and dragon done in the other re-potting some of the least exciting magical life-forms.
The year was almost at an end and the last few weeks of lessons were annoying.
Herbology was one of the lessons Yakov had taken. He still had no idea why but had a feeling it was to do with that night he had one-too-many butter beers.
There were a few other students in the greenhouse which was slowly becoming stuffy.
Yakov only knew a couple of fifth years- He was not one to socialize with just anyone and so he stood there, plant in one hand and dragon done in the other re-potting some of the least exciting magical life-forms.