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[mswoods]

The following day, Sadde has Transfiguration in the morning.

She is all over it at lunch.

"Okay, so, Transfig is just about the coolest thing," she says first thing to the Ravenclaws as soon as she sits at the table.

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[mswoods]

"Aaaahh!" Sadde cries out, certainly loudly enough for other people to hear.

[msmaxwell]

"Sadde!"

[alicornucopia]

Sprout whirls around and fires a spell at the plant. It drops Sadde, who she flicks her wand at to summon her out of the thing's reach. "Do not approach the Venomous Tentacula! You - Miss Swan - bring her to the Hospital Wing at once," Sprout says.

[chanuphis]

"Yes Professor," says Miranda, setting down her jar of seeds and carefully helping Sadde get up.

[mswoods]

Sadde is not looking well. And it looks like several things are competing in her mind to be said.

Eventually she settles on "Ow."

[chanuphis]

"I'm not sure if this is even a useful result, because apparently nobody else is supposed to approach it either," Miranda remarks as they depart the greenhouses for the castle.

[mswoods]

"Yeah," she says, looking greener by the second. "Should prolly try to look for friendlier sorts." She makes a mental note to look into plants that tend to not be openly hostile, at some point in the future.

[chanuphis]

"Maybe ask Sprout. If plants hate you she probably needs to know that anyway."

[mswoods]

She nods weakly but doesn't actually say anything.

[chanuphis]

"Madam Pomfrey will fix you up."

They reach Madam Pomfrey, who on hearing the words 'venomous tentacula' makes Sadde drink a potion and then casts three spells on her in quick succession, each of which is much improving.

[mswoods]

Sadde feels much improved! And, given that she's in the company of someone who might know, asks: "Madam, can I ask a question?"

[alicornucopia]

"Of course, Miss Woods."

[mswoods]

"Can Transfiguration help with healing? Like, if I break a bone, can I Transfigure it better? Or, say, would a metamorphmagus be able to morph bruises away?"

[alicornucopia]

"Transfiguration is generally not as good at healing as specialized charms, and I am not an expert in metamorphmagi, but I believe it is possible to apply transfiguration principles to the subject if one has a talent for that."

[mswoods]

"Cool! And are there, like, types of injuries for which no specialised charms exist, so that Transfiguration would really be the best choice?"

[alicornucopia]

"Not injuries, no. I suppose there might be diseases so obscure that I haven't heard of them with this property but more often than not such things are just beyond magical healing altogether. Miss Swan, you may go." Miss Swan goes.

[mswoods]

She nods thoughtfully. "Okay! Thanks!" Then Miranda goes and- "Wait, does that mean I may not go?" she asks.

[alicornucopia]

"You should stay here until your next class, possibly longer. Magic alone cannot do everything and you will need some rest."

[mswoods]

"Oh. Okay, I guess I can skip learning how musical Singing Mustard is," she says, shrugging. "I just have a date with the Library later today and it'll be very cross if I don't show up."

[alicornucopia]

"I am sure you will be well in time to visit the library today."

[mswoods]

"Good!"

[alicornucopia]

And then Madam Pomfrey is distracted by the victims of a potions accident.

[mswoods]

Sadde is distracted by her own thoughts, mostly.

...she may be playing a little bit with metamorphmagic.

She hmms softly, looks at Madam Pomfrey to check that she's not likely to look at her too soon, and morphs herself a year older.

Huh.

She morphs herself a year younger.

Hmmmmm.

Eventually she morphs back to her own age before Madam Pomfrey can notice anything wrong.

[alicornucopia]

Madam Pomfrey notices nothing.

One of the potion accident kids blinks at her, but seems to decide he was seeing things.

[mswoods]

Sadde was counting on that! Apparently the instinct is strong even amongst wixen.

...just to have some fun (it is her third day, she's allowed to have fun now, right?), the next time she catches one of the kids' eye without Madam Pomfrey's attention she morphs her tongue into a lizard's and does the little tongue-flick thing lizards tend to do. Just for a fraction of a second, then her tongue's hers again.