02-02-2012, 08:16 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin First Year x5 x3
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Originally Posted by Droo "Leave the cauldron to cool. The ones of your who are allergic now take a cupful and drink it, see if that works. Those who aren't. Can come here and retrieve a vial of this." She showed a potion that induced an allergy. Take the counter-measure and then take one of the items on the table to see which you are now allergic to. The potion was finished, which only meant one thing. It would be time to see if it worked, and she still knew she didn't have any allergies. At least, none that she knew of, and she certainly wasn't as bad off as some of the others in the lesson, which furthered her opinion that she wasn't allergic. Not to anything in the classroom. But Professor Lafay was instructing them to make themselves allergic to something, and that was what she was nervous about. The idea of taking a potion from the professor was a bit frightening, but she was going to face her fear. Besides, she didn't think the potion would make them permanently allergic to anything. Hopefully.
Even so, she felt the need to ask as she picked up a vial from the front and looked over her options. "Will this make us have the allergy permanently? The cure only works for a year, so I was just curious," she said, finally selecting a crab leg and returning to her workstation and her cooling potion. Taking the professor's potion, she let it sit for a moment, then took a tiny bite of the crab. It reminded her of her Muggle Studies homework, but as the itching started and her throat started to close, her eyes widened. Allergies weren't fun. Picking up her ladle, she painfully Scourgified it, then dipped it into her cauldron. Breathing would be nice around now, so she took a sip even before she could pour the potion into a glass. As her throat opened up the tiniest bit and she calmed down, she managed to pour the rest of the potion in her ladle into a vial, then she drank it as well. Anything that would mean she wouldn't have to experience that again.
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