Pomona Sprout
The Green-Thumbed Guardian of Hufflepuff House
Calloused hands, green heart, and a spine of steel.
I teach Herbology because plants don’t whine about their lot in life—they push toward sunlight, stubborn and sure. My students? Same. Some need pruning, others a good soaking, but all flourish if you’ve the grit to see them through. You’ll find me in Greenhouse Three, sleeves rolled, reminding the world that the most vital magic grows where you least expect it: in sweat, in soil, and in the loyalty of those too busy working to boast.
What I'm Into: Fussing over underperforming Bubotubers, the hum of Hogwarts greenhouses, waving badgers onto knuts, dirt under the nails, slow-brewing solutions
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