Glenn took her wooden spoon out of her portion and lifted the honey bottle so that it dribbled out onto her spoon. Once it was full, she put it in her cauldron and watched it melt off then did the same with another two spoonfuls. The smell of honey reminded her of when she was sick and her mum would make her warm milk and honey.
She had her silver knife and sliced the basil leaves as thinly as she could possibly do. Her hand was shaking as she did do, but she managed to do the task without destroying the basil leaves.
Glenn bit her lip and shifted her ponytail to rest over her shoulder, it was still straight from Hogsmeade but was becoming increasingly frizzy from the fumes from the various potions in the room. Glenn had been reading her book a little later than she probably should of last night along with her unfinished Muggle Studies homework that she had tried to complete. She yawned, she was exhausted. Maybe she could catch a nap after this lesson.
She picked up her silver knife that she had put down after chopping her basil leaves, it still looked reasonably clean so she didn't Scrougify it just yet. Glenn stabbed the papaya once then stuffed some of the basil leaves that she had just sliced then stabbed it again and again until it was filled with her basil leaves.
Glenn set down her knife and gently plopped it into her cauldron gently, a little frightened of making the mixture splash up at her. Luckily, that didn't happen. Glenn waited for the next instruction. |