"No." Straight-up, no, he didn't plan this. When giving detention Heine usually foists it off on one of the other professors who always need some hard labor done.
"I'll find something for you to do. Come on."
The Herbology professor has their list of requirements, which he'd offered to pick up things for in repayment for the massive favor of not having to teach the subject. It's traditionally Hufflepuff and all, but God knows he's not suited for plants.
A deep area of the Forbidden Forest he shouldn't be bringing students to, now... that he can do. Heine gets up from behind his desk, patting himself down reflexively to ensure that his wand is in the pocket of the robe he's wearing over decidedly not-wizardy jeans, t-shirt, and canvas sneakers. He leads the way out of the classroom and starts down the stairs in a slouch.
no subject
"I'll find something for you to do. Come on."
The Herbology professor has their list of requirements, which he'd offered to pick up things for in repayment for the massive favor of not having to teach the subject. It's traditionally Hufflepuff and all, but God knows he's not suited for plants.
A deep area of the Forbidden Forest he shouldn't be bringing students to, now... that he can do. Heine gets up from behind his desk, patting himself down reflexively to ensure that his wand is in the pocket of the robe he's wearing over decidedly not-wizardy jeans, t-shirt, and canvas sneakers. He leads the way out of the classroom and starts down the stairs in a slouch.