Kurumi hadn't noticed the initial pouring of the potion all over
August...which just went to show just how grossed out she had been about the whole acid coming from her leaf had made her...but she did now. He needed a cookie like a dragon needed a marshmallow - she had read that dragons were partial to marshmallows after all. After class, for sure.
But Professor Lafay had continued with her next set of instructions. Yeah, her little lion better be fine...
She picked up her three billywig stingers and checked to make sure the contents of her cauldron was still swirling around a bit. What happened if it had stopped? Was it alright to stir it again? The woman's mood was slowly darkening, so Kurumi dared not ask.