6th & 7th years : Lesson 2 [Lace-of-Frost]

[Timothy Linn]

After a long lunch, Timothy returned to his greenhouse for his last lesson of the day with his sixth and seventh years. His last lesson was quite successful, so he would hope this one would be too. It'd be different since the plant he would be teaching to the students had to stay in a freezing container that constantly kept the plant in cold temperatures inside; however, it's made of glass for the students to examine the plant.

He went into a dark room to the side of his classroom and went to retrieve the plant that was covered over with a velvet cloth. Reentering his classroom, Timothy carefully set the plant on the front table, and then took his own seat behind his desk. There he waited for his students to arrive.

[[OOC: This class was suppose to start on Friday. So ya'll have to think of it as Friday for this lesson.]]

[Avery Moretti]

Yay for mixed classes! Avery didn't like fifth and sixth year mixed classed. She did like sixth and seventh year mixed classes, however. Why? Because she'd have class with Jackson, of course! And he made her days much brighter. Walking down the lawns to the greenhouse, she shivered a bit. It was freakin' cold! Snuggling into her Mihael scarf, she wrinkled her nose and smiled a bit. Winter was nice, at least.

Entering the greenhouse, Avery was surprised to be the first to arrive. That was abnormal. Taking off her scarf and her cloak robe thing, she sat down in a random chair and put her bag on the floor, her scarf and robe thingy draped over the back of her chair. Taking out a notebook and a pen, she set them on the desk and smiled at the Professor. Hopefully her friends would arrive soon. :]

[nathanielhaake]

After a scrumptious lunch with the rest of the Slytherin table, Nathaniel left to retrieve his books up in the common room. He then returned to the ground floor and left through the courtyard on a short cut to the greenhouse. He looked forward to Herbology more than any class. Any class meant History of Magic and Charms since he didn't like history much and Professor H. Slughorn was an 'old toe-rag' as Amanda put it.

He entered the greenhouse, waving at the professor before his eyes settled on the covered item on the front desk. As curious as he was, surely Amanda would be the first one to try and peek underneath the cloth and bomb a whole bunch of questions on the professor about the plant they'd be learning today. Turning down the aisle, he only sees Avery present and smiles faintly. "Hullo," he said as he took a seat in the table behind her.

[amandalarsen]

"No Philip, I will not play cards with you," Amanda replied to the younger Hufflepuff as she stood up from the bench she sat on during lunch. It was a nice lunch to have with the rest of the Huffies. Sandwishes with ham or balogna and cheese. Okay, there may have been roast beef, salami, and whatnot. It was everyone's choice, but for Amanda it was a hot ham and cheddar cheese sandwich on a crossiant roll. Yummy.

The reason she avoided playing cards is because they were those exploding ones and obviously Amanda didn't want to arrive to class all frizzled out and burned. Holden and Nathaniel would get a laugh out of that, most definitely. So she looked away from the kid, even if it may seem a bit harsh, and began walking out of the hall. Plus, she did have a class to attend to, hello?

Amanda went to retrieve her things up in her room. Luckily her books and stuff were in her bag already, so all she needed to do was lift it over her shoulder and go go go! However, Philip just kept following her around as he waited for her in the common room. "Philip, I know you worship me, but I've got a little brother already and I don't need another. Go and.. bother Holden or some one else for now, okay?"

You do one nice thing for the kid and all of a sudden he's become your puppy, Amanda rolled her eyes as she hurried out of the common room. She sprinted down the corridors, even if the portraits gave her warnings not to or she'd trip. Why should she listen anyway? She knew she was a clutz to begin with and would eventually trip herself.

Well as she finally headed out of the school and toward the greenhouse, yep, she tripped herself in mid-step. Luckily the ground was hard and dry. Amanda only had to dust her robes off and the pieces of grass out of her hair. Hopefully no one saw that, or she'd definitely hear it from them all term. Upon entering the greenhouse, she smiles to the professor, Avery, and Nathaniel.

However, the thing beneath the shroud caught her eye. And yes, as an annoying and very curious Hufflepuff that she is, she goes straight up to the table and looks to Professor Linn. "Professor, what's this?!" She squeaked as her eyes flickered with excitement. "Lace-of-Frost. You've got something nifty hiding under there. Is it frosty? Lace? I can't wait!" She grinned as she took a seat next to Avery's table.

[Holden J. Caulfield]

Holden walked into his Herbology class. For one week he had been what you call missing. Sickness had over taken him again and he was now better. He no longer on his death bed, as he called it, and as well enough to go back to class. Holden would have to make it up to his friends and hang out with them more.

He looked around the classroom, Avery, Amanda, and Nathaniel were here already. Holden looked to Amanda and smiled. The Hufflepuff hadn't seen his friend in ages and missed her very much. Holden walked over to where Nathaniel was and took a seat by him. It was time to sit by someone differently.

"Hey Nathaniel," he said softly. "How are you?,"

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[wolfsong]

The temperature's different than normal...

Selena noticed the temperature was slightly off so she concluded it was the jar on the professor's desk and the changing seasons. There was something wierd about that jar though...Shecould feel it's coldness from all the way in the back row. It's unnerving as she waited for class to start.

[Xiomara Lang]

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[michellehanley]

Michelle walked into the greenhouse, and took a seat near the middle. It had been cold outside so she was wearing a light blue jacket on over her robes. She took off her jacket as she sat down. Reaching in her bag she grabbed out a piece of parchment, and soon Michelle began to draw random doodles onto it as she waited for class to begin.

[Timothy Linn]

Timothy smiled as both Avery and Nathaniel arrived first to class. At least he could always have fun in his upper year class since he's taught them whent hey were first years. It's weird to watch them grow up in the span of a year. The next arrival was always his surprising one when Amanda Larsen entered the greenhouse, already questioning him of what is under the covers.

"Amanda, like many times I've said before, chill. You'll find out soon enough," he grinned as he watchd her take her seat among the other two. Several more students finally entered and Timothy closed the door to not let the chill air come in. "Hello everyone. Nice to see you all," he returns toward his desk, but motions toward the front table.

"Today's lesson will be on Lace-of-Frost," uncovering the plant in it's sealed containment area, he smiles and glances back at the students. "Lace-of-Frost is a rare and delicate plant that thrives in the bare soil of cold climates. We've actually just discovered this plant recently a few weeks ago," setting the cloth aside, he leans against the front table.

"As you can see, it has long, slender white-grey stalks that tend to grow in clumps, with pale blue, almost translucent, delicate leaves intertwining along the length of the plant that gave it its name. Usually found in the stripped ground that marks the progress of a glacier, its roots run deep into the rocky soil, taking nourishment from the snowmelt."

[nathanielhaake]

It's quite a surprise to find Holden sitting next to Nathaniel instead of Amanda. He always thought of the two closer than he was with Amanda. However, he's not going to chuck the guy out of his table because he finds his company rather amusing. "Hullo. I'm good," he murmurs before the class had began with Professor Linn's lecture. It seems that most of Amanda's questions would be answered soon enough.

Nathaniel refrained from chiding in the Hufflepuff, but he always found it entertaining, especially when Amanda was so passionate about learning Herbology. Briefly his eyes looked over at Xiomara and he faintly smiled to her. Things were quiet between the two, but good still. The information on Lace-of-Frost sounded very interesting. Taking all the notes he could, Nathaniel began examining the plant at the front.

There was something that Nathaniel wondered about this plant. It was newly discovered and already research has been done on it. But what was it's purpose? Raising his hand in the air, Nathaniel asked, "Professor. What is the use of Lact-of-Frost?"

[Timothy Linn]

His first question from Nathaniel all term. It was surprising, but most of all, just the first question overall for this lesson. "Actually you'll find that out in a moment Nathaniel. Good question though," he winked. "When the plant is held, it almost immediately begins draining warmth from the holder, but if the heat is too extreme, as from a furnace, the plant begins to slowly evaporate like water. In minute doses, tinctures from the leaves can heal fevers and inflammations of any sort."

Arms crossed over his mid-section, he leans back casually while the students jotted down the information before continuing on. "But the true value of the plant is revealed when the juices inside the stalks and rootes of twenty plants are slowly distilled for a period of sixty days. The resulting potion must be handled carefully for a single drop will drain every bit of heat from whatever it touches before evaporating. Hence, any creature of hex that involves fire can be made null by the presence of the liquid."

Timothy didn't dare touch the glass container that surrounded the plant, but he used the velvet sheet that covered it to take off the top. "For some of you who are curious," he glances at Amanda because he knows she was the most curious of them all, " you can just stand a foot away and feel as cold as the weather is outside, perhaps even colder," he grins. "Anyway to continue, the very smell of the potion will make dragons and salamanders tractable for they can sense that to touch it will likely spell their doom.

"By the same token, however, the dung of dragons cannot be allowed to come into contact with the plants. The dung contains too much of the essence of dragons, creatures of fire, and the plants will evaporate in short order if fertilized with large amounts of the compound. Small amounts of the compound have little effect, but to stunt the plant's growth. Many wizards believe the properties of lace-of-frost were developed as a defense against those creatures who would feed on it; the plant being rare as it is. If creatures fed upon it, it would disappear in short order."