Class 2 -Basic

Keera nodded with a bored expression in reply to all of the greetings she received;
she didn’t enjoy useless small talk when she was exhausted, and exhausted she
was. Keera waited for the chatter to die down a bit before speaking, so that she
would not have to repeat herself, “Hysteria. Can anyone tell me what that word me-
ans?” she asked the class, twirling a small plant in-between two of her fingers. She
looked about the greenhouse, there were only a few students there- hell, there we-
re only ever a few students there, it was as if they found Herbology as unimportant
as Keera did. She smirked, it was a possibility.

“Exactly,” Keera replied, trying her best to forget about the words ‘mental disorder’ and
continued on with what she was saying, “So now that you know what hysteria is, I can
explain to you fully what a Alihotsy leaves are capable of.” Keera, still holding a small pl-
ant by it’s stem in her hands, raised the plant up so that it was in front of her face, and
so that the students could see it from where they were sitting. “If these leaves are touch-
ed, swallowed, or if you come in contact with them at all, they will cause inexplicable
hysteria. So, what I want you to do is get into pairs and do exactly what I tell you,” she
explained, standing up from her rickety chair.

Keera walked over to two of the tables and sat a plant identical to the one she had been
holding, on its surface. She was going to have one of the students in each pair eat one
of the plant's leaves, and then she would have the other try and find a way to cure them.
She would not tell them the antidote, for it was something they should have already learn-
ed by that time.