Le Morte d'Arthur (3rd, Healing, Lesson Four)

Healing.

Something that someone like Quil really should learn a bit about. After all, one can not deny that it would be highly helpful if the young accident prone Utchitel could actually heal himself once in a while.

That of course wasn't why he was there. Quil was there because, who knew, he wanted to see if it could be any fun.

You have to try everything once, don't you know?

Darnay walked in silently her Blonde hair tyed up out of her face. She attempted to straighten her clothes out in an attempt to look presentable. Which she did a fair job at besides the fact she looked very tired.

She took a deep breath turning to the board to etch up on the board 'Wiggenweld Potion' preying to herself she'd spelled it right, though with her luck she knew she'd have misspelled it in her lesson plan which in turn ment she misspelled it when she wrote it on the board. Which would make her students think she was an idiot and really knew nothing about the subject she was teaching.

Rose entered the class and blinked. "Oh" she said quietly "Hello professor I'm sorry I'm late" she said quietly before she wandered over to where Aquila was and sat down beside him. She looked up and squinted her eyes trying to make out the words on the board. After the incident she couldn't speak all right like she used to and her bright mood depleted.

Quil was rocking back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, bored out of his mind with nothing to do, and no one to bother, when the Professor walked in.

"Hello Professor!" he grinned energetically, eagar to have something to do, anything really, even if it was just the lesson. This Professor looked new, and young, and beyond nervous. She needed to lighten up just a wee bit. Quil hoped she would anyways.

Being nervous wasn't any fun at all. Its why it was an emotion he tried not to bother with.

"Wiggenwald Potion! Hey! thats' something I know about. Look at that, I feel smart already." He let out a little laugh and turned to Rosie, about to speak up again, but her mood seemed to say don't. He frowned once more.

He really needed to do... something, about that.

Darnay sighed turning around looking around at the class sighing softly. She leaned back against her desk brushing a strand of pale blonde hair out of her face. She bit her lip looking at the class.

"Can anyone tell me about Wiggenwald Potion?"

Rose tilted her head at the professor and offered her a soft smile that didn't really reached her eyes, "It's Wiggenweld potion ma'am" she said before her finger started tapping on the desk. "The Wiggenweld Potion is a healing potion with the power to awaken a person from a magically-induced sleep." she huffed and looked at Turrow and muttered a small hello before reverting her attention back to the professor "Some say that a prince once used this potion to awaken a princess who had been given the Draught of Living Death by the Hag Leticia Somnolens. The prince first put some of the potion on his lips and then kissed the princess"

Rose shook her head and leaned back on her chair. "Sleeping Beauty" she muttered.

Darnay gave a slight nod "Alright, That is correct." She said smiling slightly, though she seemed awfully uncertain on how to approach the rest of the class, seeming as this was a horribly easy lesson, that she knew she'd probably should have done with something else in hindsight.

"Is there any other way to wake someone from a magically induced sleep other than this potion?" she asked the class.

Mystic was once again late for class but it was the end of the year and she was dreading the fact that she would have to go home, a place she didn't want to be, especially with the things that she had heard was going on there.

Walking into class of course it had already started so she sat in the back and listened to the lesson about the Wiggenwald Potion, and then she was asking about another way to awake someone and she wondered.

"Lehrer Darnay, I was wondering if Ennervate would work?"