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[fromthevalley]

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[fromthevalley]

Helga cannot teach him about the black powder Muggles use to make fireworks. That is beyond her knowledge. "You can do a great many things, Rake, if you only try. And you must try." It is one thing to not be good at one thing, is quite another to think oneself not good without having tried.

She collect some of the fungus. Helga carefully plucks them and places them in her basket, a basket that is not worried about overfilling. "What interests you, Rake?"

[slightlyterrified]

"I've just... no one would teach me anything else, back home. I didn't have time for it, anyhow. It's a lot of work, growing a garden well enough to feed even a small castle, and one very hungry dragon. I took care of all the gardens, too - and the topiaries!" He swells with something like pride, finding another little patch of mushrooms under some leaves as he speaks.

"I would have to say, though, that the vegetables are my favorite." Because of course she was asking what plants interested him. It didn't occur to him to think otherwise. "So useful! And friendly."