First and second years were cute… Well, aside from the snotty winter noses, whiny voices and plain annoying attitudes as if they have entered their teenage years already. Alright, the only cute thing about them was when they were quiet. He did not like kids very much – the smaller the worse. He liked people that were smart, and he did not consider kids being very smart. This was why he was here, he was going to teach them to be smart – smart about Herbology. In fact, one could maybe consider him as a great help… Well, at least that was what he thought of himself.
The man stood leaned against the desk in Greenhouse 2. In front of him was one long table that could host both first and second years. By his side were earmuffs, gloves, fertilizer and soil. However, the most curious thing was of course lined up on the table in the middle. Pots with plants that moved now and then stood like soldiers, waiting for the students to arrive. The smart kid would quickly guess that they were going to study mandrakes today. Alatar smirked as one of the young mandrakes shook its leaves. The class was ready to begin. Now he just needed the class to arrive.