01-03-2022, 11:15 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-03-2022, 11:57 PM by Godric Gryffindor.)
Godric had seen to finding Gwen a proper escort, then saw to ensuring that the two teachers would have a small repast sometime around the noon hour, courtesy of the house elfs. Finally, he had to make himself fully presentable to the students upon their arrival. Of course, he certainly couldn't do it like this. Split lip, blackening eye, bloodied pant from when someone pushed him into a table and he'd cut his hip on a ragged board. Oh, it was definitely true, you should see the other guy but if he showed up to the gates looking like this, the others would probably have his head.
Thus, he'd bathed in the lake before coming up to inform Merrick of his duties today. Dealt with the elfs and then headed for the infirmary (grabbing a berry tart on his way out of the kitchen, of course). Now he was trying to find the essence of dittany for the cuts. Of course, this place had been organized but not in any way that made sense. Thus he was having to go through all the cabinets in search of what he needed. Thus far, he hadn't found anything that he needed and he'd already been at it for ten minutes. And he still needed to change his clothing into proper wizarding robes to lend a more respectable image in case guardians came to drop off their charges into the care of the quartet. Image was everything.
"Okay, if I were essence of dittany, where would I be?" He muttered, standing next to the second cabinet he'd been through, looking around the room for a big sign pointing out the location. He could always summon it, he supposed, but that would likely make a mess (not realizing the mess he had already made pulling things out during his search). But if he broke the bottle in the process, as he had with something that looked noxious and smelled worse, then that was just one more thing Healer Gudrun had to make again.
He looked back at the growing puddle, cocking his head. "Tell me the truth, you eat through stone don't you? You certainly smell like you could." He gagged a little, taking out his wand to poke at it and see what kind of reaction he would get.
Thus, he'd bathed in the lake before coming up to inform Merrick of his duties today. Dealt with the elfs and then headed for the infirmary (grabbing a berry tart on his way out of the kitchen, of course). Now he was trying to find the essence of dittany for the cuts. Of course, this place had been organized but not in any way that made sense. Thus he was having to go through all the cabinets in search of what he needed. Thus far, he hadn't found anything that he needed and he'd already been at it for ten minutes. And he still needed to change his clothing into proper wizarding robes to lend a more respectable image in case guardians came to drop off their charges into the care of the quartet. Image was everything.
"Okay, if I were essence of dittany, where would I be?" He muttered, standing next to the second cabinet he'd been through, looking around the room for a big sign pointing out the location. He could always summon it, he supposed, but that would likely make a mess (not realizing the mess he had already made pulling things out during his search). But if he broke the bottle in the process, as he had with something that looked noxious and smelled worse, then that was just one more thing Healer Gudrun had to make again.
He looked back at the growing puddle, cocking his head. "Tell me the truth, you eat through stone don't you? You certainly smell like you could." He gagged a little, taking out his wand to poke at it and see what kind of reaction he would get.
