“Oh, I don’t know. You will probably want to speak to Miss Potts. She’s been tending them all year.” Calla Potts had been nice enough to show Sisse them when she had run into her out here in February, as one of Arthur’s housemates she was sure he might be able to speak with her about it.
Sisse smiled at his assessment of the importance of their last month, although she was actually rather worried about exams she had chosen not to worry about then just yet. In fact this was the very reason she had decided to work on her art assignment instead. “We’ll be meeting after supper tomorrow in the library.” She told him with a bright smile.

Oh shoot, she’d forgotten supper. She had promised to meet Sloane! “Oh no! I forgot what time it was. I’m suppose to meet some friends for supper. It’s been a pleasure to see you Mr. Price. Good luck on your essay. I’ll see you tomorrow.” And with that she hastily gave him a curtsey and made her way out of the gardens and back to the Great Hall.