SPOILER!!: Cosgrach
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But she did wrong.
Cosgrach didn't bother warning her when she used the glass bowl and mortar without cleaning them. He wasn't going to warn students to be clean all the time. He was just going to let them be, and see if being dirty taught them anything. So, he just gave her a LOOK, but passed on without saying anything.
Cosgrach caught the girl's look this time, and stopped for a moment to look back. Why... was she grinning? Had she... done something wrong? Hopefully not? He frowned to himself--he didn't see her do anything wrong, but... he gave her a small, awkward smile in return in the end.
Children. Better to watch that one moe closely.
This one too. Not cleaning. Cosgrach died to ask them just WHY--WHY did they clean the cauldron and NOT the other material? He then sighed to himself. It would be a useless question, so he didn't vanish her work or anything, but looked at her with the hope of reminding her to clean everything. He looked away, though, because looking at children too much proved to be harmful. As he looked away, he missed those extra 30 seconds. Lucky for her. For now. One could only wonder if her potion was damaged or not until trying it on.
Had Cutty Mordaunt cleaned his cauldron beforehand? Cosgrach couldn't remember, and he wasn't going to LOOOOK at the boy for something he wasn't sure about. Still... he hoped Cutty had. It would be a shame if his potion went wrong due to dirtiness.
And he wasn't going to PREPARE the bubotuber BEFOREhand? He was just going to skip that step? Did he really think he could do it later? Well, HIS choice. Cosgrach had warned him once, and he wasn't going to warn him again. He wouldn't have any time to squeeze the bubotuber pus, though, and he certainly was going to need it for the potion. And he was a Slytherin... a Slytherin about to get a potion wrong.
Shame.
Cosgrach nodded at her prudence. Good move, girl. How she crushed new asphodel. Really smooth. He hoped that she wasn't going to be imprudent, though, with adding the milk without cleaning her potion first... she had surely cleaned it BEFORE?
One could only hope.
It was also important to keep a clean cauldron, which Cosgrach couldn't remember if she had done so, but which he wasn't going to question. He just HOPED she had cleaned her cauldron before adding the milk, and went on patrolling the class slowly.
Merlin. He could do with a memory strengthening potion now.
...what about cleaning the MORTAR, PESTLE and GLASS BOWL, though? Cosgrach dramatically sighed to himself. Maybe he ought to hold a class about that--cleaning alone. Not saying anything again, he moved onto the next student who probably forgot to clean something too.
The Ravenclaw prefect... surely wouldn't do such a mistake to add the milk to a dirty cauldron? Surely? Yes? Could Cosgrach hope that much?
Blimey. He WAS going to assign them to research the importance of cleanliness as the homework.
Now, to SHOUT or to speak normally? Cosgrach hesitated for a moment, then chose the latter. Those with failing hearing would see the blackboard soon anyway.
...not EVERYONE had terrible ears, did they?
Eyeing them, he took a deep breath and said "The next step is kind of tricky and requires a good hand." He eyed them again. "So if the eye slips out of your hands, CLEAN it before trying again. If you ruin an eye, seek help." Because, obviously, he didn't want them to ruin several eyes. Every ingredient was too precious to waste. Hoping that they understood, he tapped his wand again and the new step added itself with BIG letters. “Tricky for the young ones.” Andrew thought as he glanced at small people around him. Yeah, the next step will be a messy one. Hopefully Cosgrach was up for it, given his foul mood. The seventh year thought that it was best to mind his own business and get down to making the perfect solution for that day. Andrew got his Hellebore’s Syrup and added it to his cauldron. Up next was the Puffer Fish Eyes.
Andrew winced at the thought for a second, and reached for his knife. Oh. Wait—not his knife but a scalpel. That would make his job easier given its tiny and sharp tip. So yeah, scalpel it is. Andrew cleaned his lancet with the cleaning charm and proceeded to give the first eye a slit. He did this on top of the cauldron to make sure that all of its contents will land inside the cauldron. Precious ingredients were precious. He then took the second puffer fish eye, incised the back of it and added its content too to the mix.
The seventh year took a quick peek inside his cauldron and shrugged. He went on to vanish the remains of the puffer fish eyes. He then took the opportunity to clean his gloves and scalpel. Andrew simply cannot stand the icky stuff that smothered his gloves and tools.
Scourgify, scourgify. Since the last step was a tricky one, the seventh year took the chance to write down the notes in front of him, since he assumed that he will have to wait a bit for the next instruction to be given.