He added to his notes as she talked. Okay, so far so good. Making it this far in Potions without Lafay critisizing anything you did was an accomplishment in his book.

He reached for his murtlap essence and knocked the bottle off the counter. "Woah!" His Quidditch reflexes were handy as he made a grab and secured the falling object. He breathed a sigh of relief. Easy does it now, Keef.

Essence secured, he unstoppered the bottle and began to count the drips. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. He checked his scribbles. Five more. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Good.

Next, he picked up his wooden stirrer, but more cautiously this time. Dipping it into the potion, he began to stir up and to the right in a counter-clockwise motion. "One stir, two stirs, three stirs, four stirs, five stirs, six stirs, seven stirs, eight stirs," he whispered under his breath. Success secured, he crossed off that step in his notes. Next up, parsley.

He looked through his supplies and found a box. He opened it up and was confused until he looked at the label. "Parsnip." Definitely not. He pointed his wand into his things and thought, Accio Parsley. He heard shuffling as the parsley unlodged itself from under several jars and made its way to his waiting hands. After checking the label, he found two midsized leaves and brought them over his cauldron. Keefer began to crush them and watched as the small wafts of air in the dungeon carried the flakes down onto the surface of the mixture.