In need of help

There was something terribly wrong with Darwin, and Wally could not figure out what. Had she known what was ailing him, she was sure she could have healed him. Either she would have been able to brew up the potion that would return her chameleon to normal, or she would have known which herbs would balance him out. She was under the impression, however, that someone had cursed him. The little guy was stuck in a beige color and was limp and exhausted. He hadn’t eaten in two days,

She had been researching ailments and illnesses, intent on fixing this on her own, just as she did with everything else. She hated involving other people in her affairs, because people were loud and more troublesome than she cared to put up with. She could get along with Keith because of similar interests and he let her be, for the most part. Other people were too noisy.

But Darwin needed her to help. With a sigh she got up from her perch in her dorm, and pushed all of the books and potions ingredients she had been pouring over into her bag, just in case. She threw her braids over her shoulder and took off on a mission, ignoring her dorm-mates questions and then their muttered insults. They didn’t matter.

She need a pro, she supposed. So she made her way downstairs and then outside, unsure of where she could find the Care of Magical Creatures Professor. She made her way to the paddock, Darwin flung limply over her left shoulder. “Professor Collins!” she called out In a clear, crisp voice. “I need your assistance, professor.”

The beginning of the day had started out quite nicely. It had been quiet and calm with no trouble what so ever. It wasn't as cold as other days and that's why Jake had been outside in the paddock since early in the morning. He had basically looking around coping with his surroundings again. Being back at Hogwarts as a Professor instead of a student was a huge jump for him and he, of course, was still not used to being there. It didn't help that he was still a new professor who at some points was uncomfortable with teaching those who had previously been his peers. Though most of them didn't seem to mind that small fact.

Even though it was the weekend and there were no classes, he was out there preparing his next lesson and occasionally checking on the hippogriff that outside. He noticed that he had never learned a name for the creature and he wondered if it even had a name at all. It probably did, but he had never learned it, so maybe he should find out its name? He stopped his preparations for class when he heard his name called.

Jake immediately turned around and ran to the entrance of the paddock where he heard the voice that called him. He came face to face with a young girl who seemed concerned about something. "Yes, what is it?" he asked the girl calmly.

The young professor came running after a moment. Wally's echoing voice had subsided from among the trees by now, and Darwin had given a little shiver in her hands. She glanced over the shoulder of the professor, and she saw that a large roan hippogriff had followed him at a slow trot, his eyes watching Wally very curiously, eyeing Darwin as lunch.

Wally curled Darwin closer to herself and said in a startling rational voice, "It's my chameleon. He's stuck in this beige color and hasn't moved or eaten in two days. He feels really bad. He's colder than usual too." She moved one of her arms to give the professor a clearer look at her scaly friend. "I've tried looking for a potion but I can't figure out what's wrong with him."

Jake glanced back when he noticed the girl looking at something behind him. The hippogriff had followed him from the paddock and he sighed softly. He didn't have time to waste right now as he saw the chameleon the girl had. The only thing he did do was make sure that he was in front of the hippogriff so it wouldn't come out of the paddock any further.

He lowered himself a bit to get a closer look at the animal. He looked over its limp body and studied the beige color it was stuck in. "This doesn't seem like a normal ailment for a chameleon." Jake told the girl. "I think someone might have cursed your pet, and I don't think a potion will help it. You need to know the counter curse for that." he added in a normal tone. If a curse was put on it, it didn't seem to be a strong one.

Wally listened to the professor, her ears practically straining so she could pick up any clue to as what she should do to help Darwin. Had he mentioned any food poisoning, she could whip up a cure in a second. If it was some sort of flu, she knew about forty differenty potions that would be able to right her little friend in close to a second.

But what he said, helped her as much as stepping on her foot would have helped. She looked up at him and blinked a few times. "Cursed." Well, that was great and all that she needed to know the counter curse, but she was in her third year! Shouldn't he have a clue as to what to do. "And what, you don't know it, so you're going to send me on my way without any help?"