A Botanist's Guide To Parties And Poisons นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Even with the moon as a source of light, along with the lights inside the castle, I can see him sweating and acting like he doesn't know what I'm talking about when he was the one who brought it up. "Yeye," I say sternly and cross my arms over my chest. "You better tell me, or I will not let Takkar give you the herbs you took. And I know you took some when you left that day." The day he left for his journey was when Takkar told me some of his rare herbs, such as Thimbleberry, Sweet Ribwort, and Silkweed, were plucked. Each of them is deadly but has a sweet scent that sometimes confuses their cousins - the Moutain Red Snowdrops, Windroot, and the Fluxroot. The three poisonous plants are used

I haven't been privileged yet, so I don't know his plan and can only stare at him, too. Kyle takes a deep breath, averts his eyes, and fiddles with an empty cup on the bedside table at the end of Harley's bed. "I have been poisoning both Ian and Leonard with belladonna. It is a sister plant of wolfsbane; just as effective without the nasty aftertaste. In a few weeks, neither of them will be able to shift."

“Your sparrows have been busy from the looks of it.” “Ah, we’re babysitting for Harry and Jules,” she explained, nodding her head towards the windows that overlooked where Ryan was playing. “So that they can do farm things at vampiric speed. Apparently, the locals have been helping with the basics, but there are things that only Jules can do. Seeing as I had hours to spare and a kitchen to while it away in, I thought I’d prepare some spells as it looks like war will return to Havermouth’s streets sooner than later. Oh, be careful,” she added as Leighton stooped to pick up an item before him. “Pick that up by the leaf it’s wrapped in. It’s Dendrocnide moroides. Even the sparrows needed to han

Now he was not a mate alone, he was a king, the best king magical world ever got. The environment of the packhouse seemed tense. Abner and and my gamma, Ivan was helping those distressed pack member to feel relief. Pack doctors had been busy all the time. I noticed Ven clenched her jaw while her hand tangled into a tight fist. "Alpha, I think someone spread poisons in air. Maybe it was our rival pack." A pack doctor said, "We have detected some Oleander in the air though it was faint. If it was intense, the whole pack would have died till now."

"Yes, but we won't ask you to pick them. We'll do it because we have gloves." Gwen pointed to one of the plants with a very beautiful flower. It was bright yellow in color and had quite wide leaves. The scent was piercing but my eyes couldn't move from looking at it. "It's poisonous," she said as she picked it up. She put on gloves and placed the poisonous flower in a separate special container. "Never touch it if you find it even if it catches your eye!" I grimaced as I felt like I was being satirized. Robert checked his basket again and the list he was carrying. "We still have to find a few more plants. Come on, before it gets dark!"

There was a name written just above the image. "Rhododendron," Lyda read in a low whisper. Her eyes panned down to the small print below the plant, and she struggled to read it. "Though known to be poisonous, we have managed to brew it into an effective tonic capable of remedying pains and sickness all over the body."

He said looking agitated "Is there nothing else we can use to at least stall the spread of the poison before we retrieve the cure?" Sabine moved to the book in front of her and began sifting through the pages, she opened from one end to other searching and searching. After thirty minutes, she finally looked up from the book "I could not find anything. It just mentions how everyone should avoid the wolfsbane. However, something here piques my interest and I read: Poison by the moon's plant can be cured by what does not require life to grow." Bernice frowned and hunched over to read the words for herself. None of the things this witch said had made sense to her. What does it mean that the pois

"Elise, what you saw in the footage is the truth. After eating the poisonous mushrooms, you became intoxicated. You didn't even answer a single question." Seeing that Elise still didn't believe him, Mr. Langley pulled up the surveillance footage from her other exams as well. During the first paper, the mushroom poison hadn't fully kicked in yet. Elise finished most of the test without issue. But when she got to the essay portion, the toxins started taking over. Her handwriting became messier and messier until it was nearly impossible to recognize. By the time she got to the second paper, Elise had completely fallen into hallucinations, wildly scribbling across her answer sheet with her pen.

Moments later, [Rina P.O.V] The poison garden had been locked for decades. The Academy kept it as a curiosity, a relic of the botanical experiments that had once been fashionable among the noble houses, before the Council decided that education in toxicity was too dangerous for students who might develop grudges. The iron gates were rusted, the paths overgrown with nightshade and hemlock and flowers that had no names in any living language. The air inside smelled of sweetness and rot, the particular perfume of things that killed slowly.