An active, character-driven Hogwarts experience set in the early 2000s. Unique items, plots, and features. Non-canon; this isn't Harry Potter's story, it's ours.
The air in the Student Greenhouse was thick with humidity, and the earthy scent of soil hung in the damp atmosphere.
As Benjamin arrived, he stood amidst the rows of plants, looking for a place where he could plant his seeds. His arms were full with pots, so he gingerly moved along the row of numbered spaces, before reaching spaces #51 to #55.
These were the designated spots where his seeds would find their new home. He carefully put the pots onto the workplace.
Benji felt the coolness of the soil beneath his fingertips as he dug shallow holes in each space. With precision and care, he dropped the first blue seeds into the pot at 51 and then the rest of the blue ones in pots 52, 53, 54, and 55. He leaned over them, ensuring they were positioned at the proper depth.
Once the seeds were nestled securely in the soil and covered, Benjamin retrieved his wand and took a step back. With a firm grip on his wand, he pointed it toward the freshly planted seeds. Remembering the lesson from Professor Sprout, he visualized the need for water and focused his intent.
"Aguamenti," Benji cast, his voice carrying a firm order.
A fine jet of water erupted from the tip of his wand, showering the soil in each of the planted spaces. The droplets danced in the air before settling on the earth, soaking into the soil and providing the necessary moisture for the seeds to germinate and grow.
Benjamin dusted off his hands and took a moment to appreciate the serene beauty of the greenhouse. The soft rustling of leaves, the gentle hum of plant life, and the earthy aroma filled his senses, creating a tranquil ambiance.
Taking one last glance at the damp soil and the freshly watered pots, Benjamin smiled. He had plans for the ingredients that would sprout and he better start working on it, fast. Benji noted the seeds he was growing onto a piece of parchment, before putting it back into his backpack.
Now, to make his way to the grounds where the dig would be held. Benji didn't have a particular wish to dig in the ground for fates knew what, but it was a thing that Caine might be into. With some luck, his Hufflepuff would be there.
(OOC: Exit.)
Last Edit: Jun 14, 2023 14:33:48 GMT 10 by Deleted
Post by Martha Twiggs on Jun 14, 2023 14:37:37 GMT 10
Martha came into the Greenhouse as a Slytherin boy headed out. She stood to the side to allow him through and then went over to her single, lonely pot. Unlike her younger brother, Martha wasn't inclined to forget where she put things.
Thank goodness.
Despite opting not to take Herbology for N.E.W.T level classes, Martha knew it was important to keep up her skills in the subject in relation to Potions and growing her own ingredients would certainly be useful.
She stopped by her pot and gazed at the plant that had grown there -- it was her first time dealing with something like this. She set her bag down and rolled up her sleeves.
It would be a dirty task but a fun one, Martha mused, and perhaps she would feel rewarded after she harvested her fully grown plants.
Regardless, Martha was prepared to put in some work this afternoon before she'd (maybe) venture off and see what the fuss was about the Treasure Dig.
After harvesting was complete, nothing of value remained -- including ordinary clay pots that were cracked and no longer usable. Spaces of the counter were free again, unless having more seeds and supplies to start over with. Then all that was left was to clean up the workspace. Professor Sprout would appreciate it.
Stems of the berry plant were strong, but simple to deal with. A charm or some nearby sheers would help snip the ingredient free, even as the plant's leaves tried to make it harder to spot the berries, but sometimes a hands-on approach worked just as fine too.
Rewards (per ingredient): 1 house point. 40 Herbology exp
Post by Martha Twiggs on Jun 14, 2023 20:56:26 GMT 10
It seemed like a simple enough plant once Martha had a few moments to study it. She didn't know a pruning spell to help, which was unfortunate as she was certain it would make the job a lot easier. That was probably something she could ask her Mum about during the Winter break.
Martha picked up a pair of shears and got to work. She snipped away a lot of branches and leaves that were simply in the way of the berries she could see tucked away. Every so often she'd get a flash of orange and have to snip away more.
Once they were all cleared away, she was able to simply pluck the berries free from the plant. This did leave the remaining plant looking a bit sad and bald and Martha could tell it wasn't going to re-grow anything. She felt a bit bad at her hack-job but hoped Professor Sprout would be understanding.
She tidied up the workspace -- tidying away the broke pot, brushing up spilled soil and adding leftover leaves and branches into a pile in the corner that was used for that exact purpose.
Then she took out her new pots, including an advanced pot. Martha moved down the bench to line them up at spots 11, 12 and 13. Each pot was filled with soil and then she was able to move onto planting.
Martha made a little hole in each one. She planted them in order, blue seeds then pink seeds and finally (in her advanced pot), she planted the purple seeds. Each one was checked to make sure there was enough soil covering them and then she took a step back.
Her wand was aimed at each pot in turn and with a confident tone, she cast the spell for each one, "Aguamenti~ Aguamenti~ Aguamenti~"
Water drizzled over each pot and Martha was satisfied she had done a good job. She did one final check over everything and then picked up her bag, ready to move on to her next planned activity.
Post by Thorne Perry on Jun 16, 2023 22:12:41 GMT 10
Thorne hurried into the greenhouse, eager to harvest his plants. He had a new pot he wanted to try out, too, but something told him - some small nagging doubt - that he should wait a little while to do so. He stopped at his row of plants, already pulling on his gloves as he fetched a pair of sheers, looking down at the neat shiny leaves.
Stems of the berry plants were strong, but simple to deal with. A charm or some nearby sheers would help snip the ingredients free, even as the plant's leaves tried to make it harder to spot the berries, but sometimes a hands-on approach worked just as fine too.
Rewards (per ingredient): 1 house point. 40 Herbology exp
Post by Thorne Perry on Jun 18, 2023 1:32:05 GMT 10
Thorne carefully shifted the branches and leaves aside. He neatly snipped off the berries, setting them in the little jar he always carried for them now. These bushes, he knew like the back of his hand by this point - but he was still careful not to drop any, or accidentally mush any of the berries as he trimmed them from the stem.
He moved methodically from bush to bush, trimming off the berries and cleaning up the debris in his wake. Once all the plants were picked bare, he swept up the dirt and washed his workstation down with a sponge, tossing the broken shards of the pots away.
Once he was satisfied that his spot was nice and tidy again, he brushed off his hands, took his container of berries, and left again for the day.
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I am unsure what you have to offer either of us to help, other than maybe nagvqbgrf or even Zvegujbbq itself, as that is hard to find.
Yet perhaps you could offer some additional information.
I am sure you have read or heard about the news surrounding Burnt Hill. Is the timing of your warning mere coincidence or is this Entity of Darkness in some way connected?
It would help to know for certain.
Also, have you been visiting our mother, lately or before this summer? She said she had had friends over.
Best regards.
From: Reena
She had watched the barn owl disappear in the distance before turning around to head to the grounds.
Reena was not particularly hopeful, yet she still decided to stop by the student greenhouse to check on the seeds she had planted earlier.
The Toxyvine plant was the very embodiment of intimidating. Its thorns were the most prominent feature, and were sharp as knives. They leaked a dark poison, making Taffen Hide gloves a necessity to protect skin while snapping the tough thorns off. Or really, to handle the plant in any way as it was prone to sudden movements.
Without protection, any exposed skin would be bloodied and infected -- a hasty trip to the Hospital Wing would be of dire need.
Rewards (per ingredient): 4 house points. 90 Herbology exp
Post by Cynthia Rushton on Jun 20, 2023 10:42:01 GMT 10
She had her pot, she had her blue seeds, and Cynthia was determined to ride her wave of productivity to the shore and beyond. She hurried into the greenhouse, picking a slot - slot four, in the front row - and setting her stuff down to work.
She'd seen first years in here before; surely she'd be fine!
She scooped a hole in the soil filling her Hagrid-gifted pot, dropping the bright blue seeds into place. She covered them with dirt, smoothing it out with her fingers before she pulled out her wand.
"Aguamenti!"
Clear, clean water shot from the end of her wand, wetting the soil around the seeds. She moved it carefully, making sure not to drown the pot, but that it had just enough water before she ended the charm.
She wiped up some errant dirt, dumping it back into the pot before she dusted her hands off, satisfied. Now all she had to do was wait!
...from somewhere else, of course. A watched pot never boils, a watched plant (probably) never grows.
She gathered her things together, and headed back out for the rest of the afternoon.
Post by Amber Lloyd on Jun 24, 2023 2:45:36 GMT 10
After her visit to the Hospital Wing, Amber decided to do something more relaxed, but still productive. And where she wouldn't stress her arm too much. Her choice fell then onto the Greenhouse.
Upon entering, she put down her backpack and went over to the row with her pot in it. She would start with looking after her already potted plant, and would afterwards plant her seeds.
Amber looked at the plant in her pot, making sure it was ready to harvest. But how exactly, she pondered. It looked a bit like the one from the blue seeds...
Last Edit: Jun 24, 2023 7:20:18 GMT 10 by Amber Lloyd
Stems of the berry plant were strong, but simple to deal with. A charm or some nearby sheers would help snip the ingredient free, even as the plant's leaves tried to make it harder to spot the berries, but sometimes a hands-on approach worked just as fine too.
Rewards (per ingredient): 1 house point. 40 Herbology exp
Post by Amber Lloyd on Jun 26, 2023 17:03:13 GMT 10
Amber fetched some sheers from a nearby shelf and started to carefully harvest the berries, looking behind every leave as to not leave any ingredient behind. Then she emptied her pot for her next step.
She pur down her five garden pots on the workbench in front of her and filled them with soil to the brim. She poked with her index finger some holes into it and put in the seeds. Afterwards, she hid them with dirt, patting the soil softly to get a firm cover.
Amber put each pot down in a spot. Her yellow seeds, both with the advanced garden pot, got spaces 21 and 22. Her blue seeds were at 23 and 24, her pink seeds at 25.
Having done that, she raised her wand and pointed it towards the garden pots.
"Aguamenti!"
Some droplets plashed onto the ground. She frowned. She really needed to work on that spell... This time, with even more intent, she casted it again.
"Aguamenti!"
A steady stream of water came out of her wand and irrigated the first pot in the front of the bench. Trying to maintain the spell, she went on to the next pot. Unfortunately, her water vanished at the third one. She had to cast it again.
"Aguamenti!"
Water flowed and she managed to water her last three pots. Next time, she would try to water every pot in one go. Satisfied with her accomplishment so far, she tidied up her workbench, grabbed her backpack and went on towards the Castle. What could she do now while not straining her arm too much?
(OOC: Exit)
Last Edit: Jun 26, 2023 17:03:53 GMT 10 by Amber Lloyd
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