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Hagrid is in the gardens, wand in hand, coaxing his sprouting pumpkin seedlings to grow into mature plants, one by one.

He saw a sign before coming out about circuses, and wonders what it is. Maybe he'll stick around to find out...

Come and keep him company while he works.

[ooc - computer's being dodgy. Sorry if I disappear suddenly. If I do, we can slowtime.]

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Hagrid bites his lower lip nervously, and waits for the prognosis. He's pretty sure that he's done a good job on them, but mother nature doesn't usually like people messing with things.

Zedd lifts his head back up with a very pleased grin.

"This one is doing just fine. It's have some growing pain, if you will, but thats to be expected."

He looks a bit like a vet talking about a pet that has a nasty infection.

"Although some bugs have been eating at it's roots. I have removed them for you though. They won't be bothering anymore plants of yours."

Hagrid lets out the breath he'd been holding, and grins widely. "Thank you! 'M not familiar wi' this soil yet, an' there's a distinct lack of Dragon Dung fertilizer about the place."

He beams down at his plants.

"Do yeh think I should give 'em a few days o' rest before I work on 'em again?"

Zedd nodded with a smile.

"Thats would be a good idea. You don't want to push them to fast, unless you have them grow all at once. That would take the joy of doing this out of it though."

He placed a hand over a plant that hadn't been worked yet today.

"I'll help you work with the rest of them, I enjoy doing this alot."

"That would be good," Hagrid nods. "Looks like there's gonna be some type o' circus, whatever that is, and I was hopin' ter finish before people started comin' out ter watch."

Zedd smiles reassuringly.

"Don't worry about that, we'll be done before then. I have to audition for it after all."

He beams when he said he was auditioning. He also is talking while he works with the plants.

"A circus is a place where people go to watch people doing funny and strange things for enjoyment. I've never seen one, I've just read about them in books about earth since I've been here."

"So what's an audition, an' what're yeh goin' ter do fer it?" Hagrid asks with interest.

Fancy folk wantin ter see stuff that happens in his world every day, judgin' by th' notice he read earlier.

Zedd shrugged as he worked.

"I'm not sure exactly. I was thinking of a fireworks show for it, but I can do many things, muggles you called them, find very entertaining."

"I ferget that there's a lot o' Muggles around th' place. Prob'ly more than wizards, now I think on it. Maybe I'll stick around an' watch."

"I think you'll enjoy it."

Having finished taking care of the plant within reach, Zedd looks at a emty spot in the garden, why is it there?

"Hagrid, is something wrong with that spot? It seems rather emty."

"Dunno," Hagrid says with a slight frown. "I coulda swore I planted seeds there."

He looks over at his coat sheepishly.

"The seeds were in me pocket, though, so they coulda been dead or damaged or summat."

"I'll take a look."

Zedd carefully walks over to the dead patch and puts his hand on the ground. Magic flows into the groun and looks for the seeds. He can't find any.

"Hagrid, there aren't any seeds in the ground. My guess is they may have been planted to close to the top and birds came in and got them. Either that, or those bugs I chased out got to the seeds before they could starts to grow."

He sounds a little annoyed with the lack of seeds.

"Is there anythin you think the garden needs to be here? I'm sure I can manage something for you."

Hagrid stares at the spot in consternation for a minute, then suggests, "Maybe a little tree, or summat? Somethin' ter shade th' plants?"

Zedd stares at it too, thinking about what type of tree would be good.

"Does a plum tree sound good? That way it can create shade, and give us fresh fruit to cook with. Or maybe a apple tree?"

He ponders on this.

"A plum tree sounds nice," Hagrid says. "We don't get many o' those where I'm from. I guess wizards don' tend ter like 'em much or summat."

Zedd smiles thoughtfully.

"That will be it then. I've always wanted to grow a plum tree somewhere, I just never had the chance."

He beams happily.

"I'll ask the bar for a seed later. I should be off to the auditions soon."

"I appreciate th' help," Hagrid says sincerely. "I hope yeh'll come out again ter give the plants a check up."

Zedd stand up and brushes the dirt from his hands and robes.

"It was my pleasure to help out. And I will get out here to look at them as often as I can. At least once every day or so if I can remember."

Zedd turns to walk away, but stops short.

"Are you going to come watch the auditions Hagrid?"

"I think I'm gonna go get washed up a bit first," Hagrid says, looking down at his grass and dirt-stained clothes. "But I'll try ter come down in a bit. Have fun!"

"I will. Keep taking care of this garden, it looks beautiful."

And Zedd walks off to the auditions.

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