For talkstodaisies, but open to others
*Remus spent most of the day searching herbology shops in Diagon Alley for a venemous tentacula of appropriate size for transplanting. Most live plants of that sort tended to be sold flash-frozen, such that their properties were still active, but they could no longer be forced to grow. Ironically, it took a trip into Knockturn Alley to find a healthy specimen.
He wanders quietly into the greenhouses, pot in hand, and settles on one of the workbenches to wait.*
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He wanders quietly into the greenhouses, pot in hand, and settles on one of the workbenches to wait.*
((Net connection iffy, so you'll have to forgive me if I take a very long time to reply. Something's off with our phone lines.))