4th years : Lesson 1 [Dragon Dung Compost]

[Timothy Linn]

A new term and new set of lesson plants for Timothy to teach. He was looking forward to teaching only his fourth through seventh years since Jodi Peterson became his new TA. He was always looking to her as his own little assistant since she has done so well over the past few terms in his class, always receiving high marks, and always answering the questions with the right answers.

Early this morning, he entered his greenhouse that he hadn't been in for several days since he returned to the school. Setting up a demonstration on the front table, he then wrote on the board today's lesson and then dusted his hands. Leaning on his desk with his roster, he waits for his fourth years to arrive.

Dragon Dung Compost
Take a seat and bring out a pair of dragon hyde gloves

[Brie Alley]

Brie couldn't believe it. Herbology had gotten a new T.A. But she was fourth year now. She was taught by the Professor. Finally. She had been waiting for this, for a long time. This time, Brie would be attending all of her classes. Last term, she didn't do to well. She promised that it would get better. Especially since she was well aware of her classes.

As she walked into her next class. No students were there. Wow. Looking around the green house. She sighed. She didn't like being early. But it would help. Atleast she wasn't late. She took a seat in the middle. Close enough so that she could see the chalkboard. Pulling out a quill, and her notebook. She wrote down the heading.

Dragon Dung Compost
Take a seat and bring out a pair of dragon hyde gloves

She pulled out a pair of gloves. And was seated quietly. By herself.

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[Bryce Roylance(AWAY)]

Bryce walked to Herbology when he got to the door he walked in and saw that he was the second student there. He looked and saw Brie he walked towards the back and sat down. He then looked up at the board and read. He then brought out the gloves and then put his things away.

He sat there just waiting for class to start. He looked up "Good morning Professor" he told him as he smiled to him. He then put his arms behind his head and waited for class to start.

[Professor Sebastiania Bouvier]

Sebastiania walked into the classroom a little late, or what she thought. There were only two people, plus Sebastiania, plus the teacher! Her eyebrow raised and a sigh came from her lips. Sebastiania hated loathed! Herbology. Oh so boring. What if a plant bit you? You shouldn't have been petting a freakin' plant.

She took a seat in the middle of the class and took out her notebook and book. Sebastiania took the title of her note from the board and waited for the lesson to begin. Hopefully more people would show up. Too bad Lysander won't be in this class. Or someone.

[/color] It was sad only having Lysander for a friend. It made her miserable at times and happy at the same time.[/font][/size][/blockquote]

[nawdavid]

Points! Again, David is early to class. That's a good thing right? Of course it is. How couldn't it be. But he isn't much fan of Herbology. He could have just stayed at the Great Hall for a few more minutes but his senses told him to get himself to class before something happens. But what is that something?

David looked around the classroom. Eh. He doesn't know anyone. He always doesn't know anyone [almost]. Where are those other people he knew? What happened to them? Probably only on their way to class. But then again, who does he know that is at least at his classes?

[ashanti]

Ashanti was running a bit behind, schedule on her classes today.As soon as she was, dismissed from her third class, Ashanti ran to be on time to her next one.Her next class was Herbology.Once she reached the classroom door, she then opened it quickly.Ashanti saw the class had already started.So she took a open seat, near the door and in the back row.Ashanti got out her notebook and pen, then started taking down notes, from the board on the lesson.Ashanti then listened and paid attention, to what the Professor was teaching the class.

[xxbrokenheartxx]

Aaryn ran into class, knowing full well she was almost late. But she made it just in time. How wonderful. She scanned the classroom, seeing familiar faces. Of course, they were only familiar because they had been in her classes for four terms. She didn't know any of their names. She took a seat in the back, away from everyone else. She didn't really want to talk to anyone she didn't already know.

She wasn't really going to pay attention in class, she never did. Professor Linn was far to boring. Instead, she just doodled. It was much easier just to go to the library and catch up. Professor Linn had to be more boring that text books. Really, how did he expect anyone to pay attention to him if all he did was give a stupid lecture. She glanced up at the board and noted that she needed her gloves. Okay, perhaps today they'd do more than just a lecture. Finally, Aaryn thought.

[Timothy Linn]

With the last student entering, Timothy decided to leave the door open for their little trip around the side of the greenhouse. "Good morning students. I figured we may incorporate some activity while we're learning about dragon dung compost today. So please put on your dragon hyde gloves and follow me outdoors," he said while slipping on a pair of his own.

"Just so you know, the dragon dung we'll be collected has been setting for awhile so do not worry about the fumes. If you feel faint that I suggest standing several feet away," Timothy then headed out of the greenhouse and walks to his right where there laid a large pile of what looked to be fresh, dark brown top soil.

[xxbrokenheartxx]

Great. Aaryn got to deal with poo. -.- How nice. She slipped on her gloves and listened to Professor Linn. She decided that she didn't like this class. She had nothing against him, just his class was so amazingly boring. And when it wasn't boring, it was icky. Seriously, poo? She sighed and slipped out of the door after Professor Linn. This was not going to be a nice lesson.

She saw the icky poo pile and fumes wafted towards her. They weren't unbearable, or anything, just unpleasant. She wrinkled her nose a little and turned to Professor Linn, waiting to see what he would do. Hopefully he'd just let her go back inside and finish the lesson in his same boring manner.

[Timothy Linn]

Once the students followed him out into the garden, he waited until the very last exited. The looks on their faces were expected since Timothy knew it'd be hard to stand the stench, let alone that compost was basically dung from any animal. This was particularly dragon dung, the best in the world. Grabbing a handful of the dung, he sprinkled it over the garden for more fresher top soil.

"Dragons, being creatures of fire, have natural, controled fires burning within them to generate heat and aiding their food digestion. Surely you'll learn more about dragons in Care of Magical Creatures. Anyway, due to the intense heat within a dragon's digestive tract, any dung that passes out of the dragon would have been distilled and concentrated several times over, making the concentration of vital elements such as nitrogen, phosphorous, and sulphur many times higher."

Dusting his hands off the compost, he motioned for the students to have a closer look at the soil. "Don't worry, it's not as vile. So Sulpher concentration is particularly high in dragon dung, as evidenced by it's particularly putrid smell when first excreted. Dragon dung also contains various magical elements as a result of its own magical inner fire and its ingestion of magical creatures. One of the magical properties of dragon dung is a vitriol-like corrosive effect, although tests by muggle methods show that it is chemically neutral."

"Another appears to be a chemical amplifier which greatly increases the effect of the dung as a fertilizer. The massive amounts of heat that the dung absorbs helps the plants grow at a more rapid rate. Plants flourish in sunlight because they absorb the heat from the suns' rays, thereby warming them up enough to carry out photosynthesis. The dung acts as a plant's personal sun. The heat that it absorbs in the fire lizard's stomach is radiated outward, thereby warming the plant up considerably," he smiles.

Timothy took a step back from the pile of dung and looks to the students. "I want you to examine the dung yourself. Hold it, look at it. You can see how refined it is. You wouldn't even notice it came from the other end of a dragon," he snickered. "Ahem, anyway, this allows the plant to carry out photosynthesis day and night, thereby enabling it to grow faster. There are several more magical properties in dragon dung, however, the effects of those properties are either extremely marginal or only specific to certain plants."

[Timothy Linn]

[[OOC: Since it seems that you all have neglected to post in this thread, the rest of the information of this compost will not be given to you for I feel that you'll just have to find the information yourself when it comes to a pop quiz or the exam final. If you really do wish to know the rest of the information, then PM me because it will be vital for homework and NEWTs.]]