Sweat and Bloom errand

made by Elisa Wagner

Professor Toussaint-Fleischer is handing out some seeds to the students. They said that it is to support the recovering ecosystem of Hogwarts and its surrounding areas. Erendriel had nothing to do, she already finished all her assignments so she decided to help in the restoration. She loves flowers, having a wide garden in her home makes her want to see Hogwarts full of flowers too. She's carried a packet of random seedlings, potted seedlings, trowel, gardening gloves, and watering can. Erendriel is contemplating if she really needs a water can. Considering that she still can't control her magic to cast Aguamenti, then that sealed the deal. It's sucks. She put all her materials in a tray.

Erendriel made her way to the campgrounds, Her pale curls sway along her cheeks in the brisk wind. "The weather is nice today. It is indeed the perfect time to do this." She balancing a tray in the crook of one arm, and gently put it in the ground.

Erendriel worked patiently. Using the gardening gloves, she coaxing each potted seedlings into its new home. An empty spot with enough sunlight for it to grow. Using the trowel, she dig a small amount of the grounds soils, and nestled clusters of the potted seedlings near a trailed moss along a charred log. And put the wood anemones a place beside a hollow tree stump.

Occasionally, she saw a few students wandered by. They're also carrying tools, buckets of compost, or plotted seedlings. One even paused to watch her and smiled at her, then scurried away.

With everything she did, she's glad that she use a gardening gloves. Because without it, there's gonna be a dirt under her nails, and that's disgust her. There's a trail of sweat on her forehead, she curl her hair and tucked it behind her ear. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a pink handkerchief embroidered with a Lily of the Valley and and gently dabbed the dampness away in her forehead and neck. The cool fabric soothed her skin. "I don’t know how long it’s been, but I think this is enough. It’s getting too hot already."

With the final packet of seeds left, she throws the seeds everywhere. Scattered it in various places, and since it's a wildflowers seedlings it is more likely to survive and propagate. Erendriel lifted the watering can and poured water slowly. She smiled, and pressed her gloved hand flat to the soil. "Grow safely and beautiful. I want to see all of you bloom."