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lemon · 05-11-2014, 09:06 PM

Text Cut: BEFORE CLASS. Hi Collarbin. Hi

Text Cut: More Collarbin

He closed the door once Vesper'd entered and turned to the class. He was stading at the right side of the picture not to block their sight, and grinned at them.

"Welcome to the first class of this term," he said, "I'm Cosgrach Culloden, for those who don't know me, and this is my second term teaching." So, NO 'Collarbin, Dima and Lucy, see? C-U-L-L-O-D-E-N. His eyes were on Alexa, though, and his teeth were clenched momentarily before he relaxed himself. Today was a beautiful day, and it would be even better when he and she had a chat at his office.

"Today, we'll brew a strength potion that will enable you to," he took a deep breath not to laugh, "lift a car like I'm doing in this picture. Not just for entertainment, though. It was used to carry all kinds of material in the past, beginning from ancient times, for building and stuff," yeah yeah, he didn't know why else people moved stuff and they shouldn't question that, that wasn't the point, "so we see some of those historical buildings thanks to it." He grinned proudly. They could tell it was one of his favourite potions. "It is very easy to brew, and it is good for anaemia, lack of red blood cells in the blood. It makes you dizzy and causes lack of strength, so if you don't want to bother with a proper health potion," or lack the ability to do it, "I suggest you brew this. It's also good for lack of iron, so let's start brewing!"

He didn't want to fold his amazing picture, but the kids should also learn this potion, so he tapped his wand at it and it folded itself to open the blackboard.

"As dragon heart is actually expensive, and rare," he eyed them all for it to sink, "you have to use it carefully. One heart should be enough for all the class, and uh," he glanced at his empty table, "I'll bring it and the scale while you do the first step." No one sight problems, he hoped? He didn't need to read it out himself, right?

Right.

With that, he quickly opened the door of store room and entered to get them.

OOC: The class has started, so please do not post your characters arriving late. Just act as if they have been there all along.

The class will continue about 11 hours later.[/QUOTE]

"The professor wants to see you in his office after class," he told Lex cheerfully as he wiggled onto the stool next to her. Setting down his stuff, the first year reached into his bag for some parchment and a quill. He'd need that, right? Notes and all? They took those in school, Dima knew!

But his cheerful mood began to disappear as the professor began speaking. Culloden? Cosgrach Culloden? Not... not Corkrash Collarbin?

That prefect had lied to him.

Suddenly growing sulky, Dima scribbled down the ingredients without looking at them much and tried not to wish he was sitting somewhere else. Somewhere that wasn't next to mean and lying badged people who didn't play TRICKS on new first years.

Text Cut: Professor whatever-his-name-is

That cleaning spell that everyone was using on their cauldrons? Was anyone going to teach it to him before expecting him to cast it? He couldn't exactly pick up the movements and exact sound of the incantation just from observing, so Dima picked up his cauldron (which was quite hard. Tiny eleven year old arms here, okay?) and waddled over to the washbasin. He spent a few moments scrubbing the inside of his cauldron clean.

And since he was there and getting water and all, he went ahead and filled his cauldron too. Yeah! Two liters! Woohoo!

Or... it looked like it. Whatever.

Hugging his cauldron to his tummy, he carefully hobbled his way back to his workstation and set his cauldron down without spilling a drop. Ta-da! He made sure it was steady on the tabletop before reaching into his bag and finding his potions kit, drawing two unicorn tail hairs out of it and dropping them in one by one.

Man, school was HARD.

Text Cut: Notes

And then Dima paused.

DRAGON heart? They killed a DRAGON?

He looked over at the freckled boy making a ruckus about it and was just about to join in when Marcus Orion asked about it. If... if it died of natural causes, it was okay, right? No dragons were hurt in the making of this potion? Right? Eight?

So he supposed he could perform that step... after he got his burner going. How did he do that again?

"Grayson." Psssst. Dima would have asked Lex for help, except he was still cross about her and her LIES. And Grayson was sorta close-ish! Close enough to hear him, at least. "Can you light my burner for me?" .... "Please?"

05-11-2014, 09:06 PM	#108 (permalink)
lemon DMLE Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: May 2010 Location: Wakanda Posts: 11,002 Hogwarts RPG Name: Annaliese Toussaint First Year x12 x12	Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn \| Mama Giraffe \| Lemon PATch \| Pushed the Red Button Text Cut: BEFORE CLASS. Hi Collarbin. Hi Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine ............ ............................ Why was the world in slow motion? The way he followed silly boy's gaze and found Alexa, or the way he breathed with difficulty, or even the way his mind worked. All so slow. Even his anger was slow to reach his face, so when he spoke, his voice was threateningly calm. "Welcome to Hogwarts, Dima," he addressed the little boy, "d'you mind telling Alexa to meet me at my office after class, please?" There was going to be blood. "Thanks, sir!" Dima responded enthusiastically, completely unaware of any anger or threat in the professor's voice. "Alexa... like the Gryffindor Prefect? I can do that!" In fact, he'd just go sit by her. Middle row. Right there. Hi Alexa! Text Cut: More Collarbin He closed the door once Vesper'd entered and turned to the class. He was stading at the right side of the picture not to block their sight, and grinned at them. "Welcome to the first class of this term," he said, "I'm Cosgrach Culloden, for those who don't know me, and this is my second term teaching." So, NO 'Collarbin, Dima and Lucy, see? C-U-L-L-O-D-E-N. His eyes were on Alexa, though, and his teeth were clenched momentarily before he relaxed himself. Today was a beautiful day, and it would be even better when he and she had a chat at his office. "Today, we'll brew a strength potion that will enable you to," he took a deep breath not to laugh, "lift a car like I'm doing in this picture. Not just for entertainment, though. It was used to carry all kinds of material in the past, beginning from ancient times, for building and stuff," yeah yeah, he didn't know why else people moved stuff and they shouldn't question that, that wasn't the point, "so we see some of those historical buildings thanks to it." He grinned proudly. They could tell it was one of his favourite potions. "It is very easy to brew, and it is good for anaemia, lack of red blood cells in the blood. It makes you dizzy and causes lack of strength, so if you don't want to bother with a proper health potion," or lack the ability to do it, "I suggest you brew this. It's also good for lack of iron, so let's start brewing!" He didn't want to fold his amazing picture, but the kids should also learn this potion, so he tapped his wand at it and it folded itself to open the blackboard. *"As dragon heart is actually expensive,* and rare," he eyed them all for it to sink, "you have to use it carefully. One heart should be enough for all the class, and uh," he glanced at his empty table, "I'll bring it and the scale while you do the first step." No one sight problems, he hoped? He didn't need to read it out himself, right? Right. With that, he quickly opened the door of store room and entered to get them. OOC: The class has started, so please do not post your characters arriving late. Just act as if they have been there all along. The class will continue about 11 hours later.[/QUOTE] "The professor wants to see you in his office after class,"** he told Lex cheerfully as he wiggled onto the stool next to her. Setting down his stuff, the first year reached into his bag for some parchment and a quill. He'd need that, right? Notes and all? They took those in school, Dima knew! But his cheerful mood began to disappear as the professor began speaking. Culloden? Cosgrach Culloden? Not... not Corkrash Collarbin? That prefect had lied to him. Suddenly growing sulky, Dima scribbled down the ingredients without looking at them much and tried not to wish he was sitting somewhere else. Somewhere that wasn't next to mean and lying badged people who didn't play TRICKS on new first years. Text Cut: Professor whatever-his-name-is Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine Cosgrach was carrying a scale with one hand, and the other held his wand which made the sterile box that had the MASSIVE heart of a dragon fly in front of him. He looked funny, being so concentrated and all not to drop the box, and when he set both of them on his table, he sighed in relief. He turned to the class to see how they were doing and two students asked him questions. Deciding to answer the little girl first, he said "You can't, they're too fast to catch and too shy to play with." So they would make a boring pet, really. And now, Mr. Branxton's question. "The dragon heart comes from a dragon that died in a dragon reserve. I have a friend there and he sold it to the school without adding his own profit. The salamander blood, the school probably bought from the market." He shrugged. He didn't know, those animals were one of his least favourite, so he didn't really take an interest in them. "And re'em blood you will use today is very, very diluted." Mo was asking because they were sold at astronomical prices, right? "So they didn't really cost that much, and I didn't buy them from the black market or anything." So his professor was still perfectly legal. Did that answer to his question? He also saw those that were helping people, and although he didn't call out their names, he took mental note before he tapped his wand on the blackboard to show the next step. "I hope you've all cleaned your cauldrons," he said as he EYED them, "because dragons don't like dirt." Clear? Clear. "Alright, light a fire and turn it to high. Then, measure the dragon heart," he moved to open the box while he talked, because it was sealed with magic, "and add it." Once the box was opened, he moved behind his desk and sat down to oversee how they measured it. That cleaning spell that everyone was using on their cauldrons? Was anyone going to teach it to him before expecting him to cast it? He couldn't exactly pick up the movements and exact sound of the incantation just from observing, so Dima picked up his cauldron (which was quite hard. Tiny eleven year old arms here, okay?) and waddled over to the washbasin. He spent a few moments scrubbing the inside of his cauldron clean. And since he was there and getting water and all, he went ahead and filled his cauldron too. Yeah! Two liters! Woohoo! Or... it looked like it. Whatever. Hugging his cauldron to his tummy, he carefully hobbled his way back to his workstation and set his cauldron down without spilling a drop. Ta-da! He made sure it was steady on the tabletop before reaching into his bag and finding his potions kit, drawing two unicorn tail hairs out of it and dropping them in one by one. Man, school was HARD. Text Cut: Notes Dima Toussaint Ravenclaw STRENGTH POTION Purpose • makes you STRONG GRRR • good for anemia (low red blood cell count) and lack of iron Ingredients • 2 liters water ✔ • 2 kilograms dragon heart (exact measurement not needed) • 1 pomegranate • 1 cup re’em blood • 1 mature salamander’s blood • 2 unicorn tail hairs ✔ • 1 powdered griffin claw • 2 snake fangs Procedure • clean cauldron ✔ • fill cauldron with water ✔ • add unicorn tail hairs one by one ✔ • turn heat to high • add dragon heart And then Dima paused. DRAGON heart? They killed a DRAGON? He looked over at the freckled boy making a ruckus about it and was just about to join in when Marcus Orion asked about it. If... if it died of natural causes, it was okay, right? No dragons were hurt in the making of this potion? Right? Eight? So he supposed he could perform that step... after he got his burner going. How did he do that again? "Grayson." Psssst. Dima would have asked Lex for help, except he was still cross about her and her LIES. And Grayson was sorta close-ish! Close enough to hear him, at least. "Can you light my burner for me?" .... "Please?" __________________ and so i took an axe to a mended fence.___________________.______._________________ __________________________________..____this is why we can't have nice things, darling.