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Droo 
"Well done, Class. Now. Bubertuber pus." She said putting on her dragon hide gloves. "This is a thick yellow-green fluid," she said scooping some with her gloved finger, "which needs to be handled with gloves. Dragonhide. Or else you will develop nasty boils. This is what happens when undiluted. So put on your dragonhide gloves and with a metal spoon, put in the five drops, stirring counter clockwise six times."
Spotting her mother sliding on her dragonhide gloves, Sierra instinctively did the same. She was so used to reaching for them in their usual spot that she didn't even look away from the front of the room as she grabbed them and slid them on. She'd seen bubotuber pus lots of times, unfortunately, but even now she made a slight face at the thought of it. Or maybe it was just the nasty boils that did it for her. Either way, Sierra was glad she had the gloves. She reached for her metal spoon, added five drops of the pus to it, and then turned the spoon over, adding the pus into her brew. Then she set about stirring. One...two...three...four...five...six.