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.
Post by Alora Sagemore on Aug 28, 2023 19:14:56 GMT 10
Alora finally arrived at Sprout's office, although she was a bit exhausted now. The way back had felt way longer than the way to Hagrid's hut. But she was proud of herself as for a change she had managed not to trip over anything. She had brought back her pot safe and sound.
Standing now in front of the office, she clamped the pot under one arm while knocking with her free hand at the door, though quickly grabbed the pot again with both hands, just to be on the safe side.
Then she waited for an answer. Meanwhile, she looked along the corridor for the two older students. Would they join her soon?
Last Edit: Aug 28, 2023 19:18:24 GMT 10 by Alora Sagemore
Post by Caine Hawke on Sept 2, 2023 11:40:06 GMT 10
He walked briskly up to the office, clutching the pot close to him as he made his entrance.
He stood near to the second year, glancing down at her with a curious expression written on his face before he glanced back toward the direction his friend should be coming from.
Was it rude to run ahead? Yes. But, what was done was done and he wanted to make sure their spot was held for the both of them.
As if swept by a gentle breeze, the door opened on its own to reveal the cosy office.
Professor Sprout was at her desk, taking notes and cataloguing a range of unusual-looking seeds. She smiled upon glancing at the doorway, and moved around the desk to give her undivided attention -- waiting patiently to hear why she'd been sought out.
The moment was quickly interrupted, however...
There was a distantly loud roar overhead. Then a huge, winged shadow swept by castle windows and across the grounds; the unmistakable outline of a fully-grown dragon.
Hogwarts itself seemed to come to a stop, as if holding its breath. All eyes turned to the dragon -- taking in the details of its menacing claws, formidable wingspan, and sheer size of the magical creature almost no one got to witness in real life . Even to those who had familiarised themselves with dragon lore and knowledge, the breed of their sudden visitor was quite mysterious. And therefore, extremely rare.
Even to Sagemores, who had had a magical childhood so privileged that they had seen a few dragons before. From an extremely safe distance, of course. Nothing like this -- free flying overhead, and such an unusual breed. It looked quite out of place.
With another roar, the dragon did a low loop of school -- not close enough to touch anything or harm someone, so long as it kept any fiery or icy breath to itself. It seemed wholly uninterested in them, even the students it saw running around the grounds or flashes of spells (from classes or duel training) through the windows.
Thankfully, the dragon steered clear of the Quidditch Pitch area. Though obviously in a bad mood, it seemed rather lost more than anything. There were signs of injury, possibly from tight chains or ropes that were, mercifully, no longer present.
The dragon didn't linger long; keen to keep going, and towards whatever destination it hoped to find.
Post by Alora Sagemore on Sept 3, 2023 17:00:47 GMT 10
As the boy from Hagrid’s Hut came in sight, Alora tensed up a bit, assuming an even more upright posture. But she greeted his nod with a bright smile and met his curious look.
“Woah, so tall!” where her thoughts when Caine stood beside her and she had to lean her head back to even see his face. Although, not as huge as Hagrid…
Her attention turned towards the office door as it sprung open and Alora was about to tell Professor Sprout about her desire to garden, when suddenly a loud roar was overhead, followed by a shadow through a nearby window.
That startled Alora so much that she almost dropped her pot, but she was able to secure it in time. Huh, that roar… it somehow sounded familiar…
She ran with her pot in hands towards one of the nearby windows, placed the pot on the ledge and looked outside, just to see a huge dragon flying by.
“Woah, it’s a dragon!”
Her eyes shone bright while she followed its movement. She was amazed by the sight.
Alora had seen a few dragons on her travels but nothing like this. It was flying freely, not bound by any chains – and not a breed she was familiar with. That was strange, but so awesome!
Maybe a Professor knew what breed that was? They had one for Care of Magical Creatures. Fairburn was her name, if she recollected correctly? Her sister might have mentioned her.
Her sister! Hopefully, Kamari had seen the dragon as well, if not, Alora would tell her all about it at dinner. And her parents! She needed to include that in her letter later!
Filled with excitement, she stood on her tiptoes, trying to get an even better look out of the window. But soon, the dragon was gone, leaving her behind with a bit of disappointment.
“Byeee!” Alora waved the dragon goodbye, hoping it would like his well-deserved freedom and find a way to heal itself from its injuries. Though hopefully, it would refrain from hurting any people or burning villages down. That was not appropriate!
With the distraction out of the way and Alora remembering why she even was here in the first place, she grabbed her pot and turned towards Sprout.
“Ehm, I actually wanted to ask for permission to use the Student Greenhouse. I’d really love to grow my own plants here. I don’t always want to wait for that until I get home.”
Alora beamed at the Professor. Professor Sprout actually was her favourite one. She was nice and heart-warming and taught her favourite subject, Herbology. Perfect combination.
“But I’m curious and have to ask, do you know the breed of that dragon by chance? I’ve never seen that one before!”
Although Sprout was not the Professor for COMC, maybe she had seen one before or read about it? One could never know what knowledge the Professors possessed!
Post by Caine Hawke on Sept 4, 2023 13:46:16 GMT 10
When the door opened Caine followed the little Gryffindor inside without a word.
"Good morning, Professor Sprout!" he called to her with a brilliant smile written across his features,
"I wanted-"
The shadow surprised him, the sound of a roar cutting off his words as he stared out the window and into the sky. He watched in awe as the Gryffindor exclaimed that it was, indeed, a dragon and Caine couldn't speak for a moment! How cool was this!?
He watched until it was gone before turning back to the desk where Professor Sprout had been before he managed to find words - after the second year had spoken.
Goodness he wasn't used to following the lead of younger years but apparently she didn't mind the dragon!
"Uh... what she said, Professor. Sorry, that... was a whole dragon!"
Caine needed to focus! Task at hand, Caine!
Last Edit: Sept 4, 2023 13:53:16 GMT 10 by Caine Hawke
Forgetting she was the Professor there, Sprout joined them by one of her office windows to watch in awe (and considerable concern) as the Dragon flew by. It didn't cause any trouble, and the poor thing seemed injured. There was nothing Professor Sprout could do about it, and her students had come by for a reason.
At Alora's question though, she simply shook her head.
'I could tell you about Snapdragons or Dragon-Clawed Violas, but I'm afraid actual Dragons are outside of my area of expertise,' she said, rather relieved about that. She much preferred the deadly plants trying to eat her windowsill to a huge creature flying over her office.
But there was much to do. She focused back on their reason for the visit, and gave Caine an amused smile at his reaction and words. It was okay, she understood; a Dragon was a lot to take in.
'I only grant access to those willing to put the work in,' Sprout said. 'Having access to the Student Greenhouse, and making use of it in you free time -- that's quite a commitment. Before giving you access, I'd like each of you to prove yourself to show you're willing to put the work in,'
She aimed her wand at a plant on a counter near a cleared space by a wall of her office, set up for this exact purpose, and water spouted from the tip like a hose.
'The Water-Making Charm,' she explained. 'Watering cans also do the job, but this spell is how it's done here. If you'd like to grow your own plants, and use the Student Greenhouse, you'll need to know this spell.'
She made a gesture, teaching them the wand motion. She took her time, making sure each had a fair chance to see the demonstration.
'Concentrate carefully,' Sprout said. 'Consider the need for water, and say the incantation: aguamenti.' She moved aside to grant easy access to the row of plants on the counter. It would take a few attempts, but she was confident they could do it.
Free-RP is allowed; success and progress are determined by you.
Post by Alora Sagemore on Sept 4, 2023 15:16:13 GMT 10
Alora listened to the answer from her question about dragons and was a tiny bit disappointed Professor Sprout didn’t know, but the feeling was soon gone at the mention of Snapdragons and Dragon-Clawed Violas.
She looked at the Professor with wide eyes and admiration. Had she heard about any of these plants before? They sounded awesome!
“They sound awesome as well! I’d love it if you would tell me more!”
Alora beamed at Professor Sprout, eager to get to know more about plants. Although, maybe right now would not be appropriate as Alora had originally come her for another purpose.
They had to prove themselves first? Alora grinned and had trouble to contain her excitement. She was ready for anything Sprout would throw at them!
She listened attentively to the explanation about the spell and watched the demonstration in awe – and relieved it had nothing to do with transfiguration. Making Water with her wand? She surely could do that! And quite practical at that!
Alora put down her own pot and pulled out her Alder wand, following the wand motion after Sprout. So, it would go like this…
The Hufflepuff boy went first, doing the spell with ease, giving Alora the chance to see how the spell was performed once more, before it was her turn. When he succeeded, she gave him a thumps up, then approached the row of plants herself and pointed her wand to the row of plants.
“Aguamenti!”
Nothing. The wand stayed dry.
“Aguamenti!”
Oh, a droplet! At least one… Alora frowned. It seemed like she was missing something… She replayed the instructions in her mind: wand motion, incantation, and need for water.
“Aguamenti!”
This time, a soft and very small yet of water flowed out of her wand, but the reach with it was quite short and it would take ages to water plants with that. So, another try!
Determined, she cast the spell ones more.
“Aguamenti!”
And there it was, a beautiful water arch shot out of her wand, dousing the plants in front of her.
“I did it!” Alora exclaimed, radiant with joy. Oh, but maybe she should stop before the plants got too much water!
The water ebbed away and she looked proudly up to Caine and Professor Sprout.
Last Edit: Sept 4, 2023 15:23:22 GMT 10 by Alora Sagemore
Post by Caine Hawke on Sept 4, 2023 22:42:29 GMT 10
Professor Sprout was always so nice. She was, after all, the Hufflepuff head of house and he adored every chance he got to see her.
But now he'd be able to access the green room, he'd be able to learn how to grow his own plants successfully and he'd have a great time doing it. He could imagine helping Amber with plants or something. Maybe even throw a cactus at Joshua if he got lucky enough.
"Thank you, Professor! I'll see you later!"
He turned from her and slipped from the door to leave the little second year to whatever task she still had to complete if any.
Post by Alora Sagemore on Sept 5, 2023 2:50:25 GMT 10
Alora beamed at Professor Sprout as she got her starting supplies, curiously taking a look at them.
Oh, there were even some seeds! She would love to plant them immediately. And as she got permission to do that now, there was nothing that hindered her from it.
"Thank you, Professor!"
With that, her pot and seeds, Alora left the office, directly on her way to the Greenhouse, not forgetting to wave the tall Hufflepuff goodbye as well.
[OOC: Exit]
Last Edit: Sept 5, 2023 2:50:36 GMT 10 by Alora Sagemore
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