Clement was not looking forward to the next step. He hadn't been entirely sure when he'd brought the unicorn dung in the first. But now...he really wasn't wanting to use it. It was kind of sneaky. Which was why he had been trying to leave it as long as possible. But he really needed to do it now. Or he might ruin the potion. He sighed, pulling the bag with the dung closer. He sighed a little. Not looking forward to this. He was not going to be touching it at all. Not going to happen. He pulled the text book closer, reading what he had to do with it. Ahh. Just plop it in. Well that was going to work. He wasn't into having to actually cut it or anything. Nodding to himself, he placed the text book bag down, and picked his wand up. He would be using his wand to do this, because he was not touching any of the dung at all. He levitated the bag up, and carefully emptied it out into the potion. Plop. Plop. Plop. And it was in and he hadn't had to mess with it at all. Perfect.

He quickly consulted his textbook again, figuring out how many times he needed to stir it. "8 times clockwise." He murmured, before pointing his wand at the potion again, and stirring it 8 times. It was more of a darky green now. Clement had preferred the lighter color, this was not so nice. But it seemed right. Hmm. Glancing over at the textbook, he noted that he needed to wait 5 minutes whilst it brewed. So, he sat himself back down, and packed away the empty containers.