The Green ((Greenhouse open RP))

[serrulata]

The greenhouses, though warded now against the various ravages of time and winter, were still in ned of hefty repairs. Greenhouse six, for instance, had become inhabited by a colony of pixies from the Forbidden Forest who decided that said forest was not the place to be in the dead of winter. Kurama would have been perfectly content to let them

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[curlybrain]

Hermione was great at stunning spells, and she was more than happy to take her anger out on much-deserving pixies. Not that she had much to be angry about beyond her general and long-lasting sense of WTF regarding the state of Hogwarts.

That being the case, it helped that she liked Professor Kurama. He wasn't Sprout, but he was at least a competent instructor.

Seeing the sign, she knocked briskly to announce her presence and then strode briskly inside.

Assessing the problem, she raised her wand and waded into the fray with her usual efficiency.

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Kurama grinned at Hermione when she entered, and wisely stepped aside to let her target the pixies as she saw fit. When a good number of them were taken care of he applauded, though with no air of mockery. It was quite an impressive thing to watch.

"Very good, Miss Granger," he said, summoning vines to snatch up the pixies and cage them. Belophobe, who had long tired of the hunt, watched them from one of the work tables. "Please remind me never to find myself on the wrong end of your wand."

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Hermione allowed herself a small smile. "Thank you, Professor," she said. "I wish I could say all this comes from a lot of theoretical knowledge, and this is just an excuse to practice, but... Sadly not."

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"That is no issue; as long as the work is done, who am I to complain about the motivation?" He smiled, and pulled out a stool for her to sit on, perching himself on the worktable. "You are still troubled?"

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"A little," Hermione confessed. "But then, I think I always will be. But I'm adjusting. Sort of." She perched on the offered stool and eyed him intently. "Can I ask how the greenhouses got to be in such a state until now?" she asked. "I really want to know." Because she liked Kurama and therefore didn't actually want to be snarky or insulting.

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Kurama shrugged. "I couldn't tell you completely, but from what I can gather, my most recent predecessor wasn't actually schooled in any kind of plant-lore, but rather had encountered alien plant species on a recurring basis. Which, unfortunately, didn't translate much into basic gardening." He'd seen a few attempts, most of which ending with permanent handprints in various tools.

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"Seriously? That's all it takes these days to be a teacher here?" Hermione asked, one eyebrow arching dangerously. "How are people supposed to get a good education if that's the case?"