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Droo 
She watched her students and nodded. They were following along, even when she was going so fast... but that was the nature of this potion. She waved her wand and 5 more ingredients appeared. "Take the cup of sloth brain Mucus, and quickly add it to the cauldron. Then add the 2 moondew drops and stir once counter clockwise, then another time clockwise." She demonstrated as she spoke and snapped her gum again... "Use a pinch of the powdered root of asphodel to sprinkle in the cauldron. Add the two cups of shredded dittany, and follow it up almost immediatly by the whole two inch piece of Wiggentree bark."
She turned to the class and said "Can anyone tell me what potion we are making that would fit Professor Scabior's History lesson?"
Giving up, she pulled out a self-writing quill and positioned it on the paper. Now it'd do the copying for her while she just listened and worked. Taking the cup of sloth brain mucus, she cringed before dropping the whole thing into the cauldron. Disgusting stuff.
Picking up the dropper and her stirrer, she added two moondew drops and stirred counter-clockwise once. Taking a pinch of asphodel, she sprinkled it lightly over the mixture before dropping the two cups of shredded dittany inside. Barely blinking, she dropped the Wiggentree bark into the potion.
There. Now turning to face Professor Lafay, she raised her hand.
"It's the Wiggenweld potion, Professor," she beamed. The Wiggentree bark was a dead giveaway.
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Kaos.Doodles He himself had gotten a little distracted as he watched the students begin to create their potions. Watching someone create a potion was pretty entertaining, if they actually knew what they were doing.
Watching the younger students make the potion...that was just funny.
Scabior cleared his throat loudly, almost as if to say, stop paying attention to Lafay and pay attention to him. "So, Miss Gardiner basically hit the nail on the head." Muggle idioms cool. "But I think the most important thing to take note of is the fact that, the princess was as good as dead." He quoted her yes. She should feel special. "The Draught of Living Death is such a powerful potion, that Leticia didn't see any problem in using it first to fake the princess's death. What isn't known is what Leticia was going to do with the princess."
She could have had a number of plans. Hags were strange. "Whatever she had planned however, didn't work out. She believed that she would be the only one to know of The The Draught of Living Death. But a wizard in the town heard about the Princess' ....sudden coma like state...and was convinced that something was suspicious. He snuck into the castle and smeared a potion on his lips before kissing the supposed dead princess." Just image if she had actually been dead. Scabior looked over to Lafay, well if the woman wanted to ask about the potion....
"Now that potion did work and Leticia's plans were foiled. But I want to touch on something important. Any ideas why this Wizard would go and save the princess, after feeling that something wasn't right?"
Ooooh! And the plot thickens! Nodding ferrvently, she checked on her quill to make sure that it was writing the correct things down and not random gibberish. Why?
Raising her hand, she blinked twice.
"He possibly either had a hero complex," she supplied.
"Or he was just after the money and the King's personal favour." Quote:
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Droo "Hmmm," Hecate thought to herself and then said, "Most of you are correct, we are brewing the Wiggenweld Potion which is the antidote to the Draught of Death."
She turned away from the students and waved her wand. "Seven Moly petals, just let them float on the water. Then add the cup of salamander blood followed quickly by the ten Lionfish spines." She demonstrated. "Unicorn horn grated over the cauldron, and then the final ingredient: Wolfsbane. Stir 20 times counter clock wise. And let simmer."
Yay! She'd gotten it right! Eyeing the flower petals that sat on her desk, she looked up just in time to hear the instructions. Seven Moly petals, float on the water. Lowering each of them gently, she made sure that they didn't sink because of her but naturally.
Taking the cup of Salamander blood, she poured it in and quickly started dropping in the lionfish spines. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Unicorn horn? Now that was just cruel. Taking her grater, she shook her head sadly before moving the horn over the sharp blades.
Taking her stirrer again, she stirred 20 times counter clockwise and stood back. Now, the potion best not explode.