Twelve to fourteen hours? Sweet! But there was still some questions she had. Like if the strength was controllable. Like, if you lifted a car off of a baby and then went to hug your wife or husband or whatever, would you crush them? Did it Hulk you out or was it just extra strength when you needed it? And would you leave giant gaping holes in the ground when you stepped, or was it like strength given with energy? There was a lot of variables here that were making the redhead nervous. Although, she could possibly life Spencer up with one hand with this potion, which was always fun. Lift him and carry him around like his older brother did to her a couple of times. It wasn't HER fault she was short, darn it! But it was okay. The freckled faced girl wasn't bitter. At all. No sarcasm intended there, but put on whatever goggles you wanted.

But still, questions. Professor Culloden seemed to be in an annoyed mood, so the girl really hoped that she wasn't going to be annoying with her tons of questions she was placing on him. The kid was curious by nature is all. And if it wasn't from him, it was going to be from a book later or her interpretation of the activity that they did. So... this was better. The logic was a little off, but you just needed to trust her on this. This was there was no room for misinformation. The second year's skinny arm shot up in the air again.

"Is the strength controllable. Like if you go to hug somebody when you have the strength potion in you, will you crush them? Or is it activated by something. Because if it's not controllable, then you'd have to hide away from people to make sure you don't dislocate someone's shoulder when you high five them." Accurate description was accurate. And that actually sounded kind of sad, to be honest. Hiding away like that so you didn't hurt people. Wasn't that what Batman did? The redhead wasn't sure about that. She was more of a Superman fan herself. What? She liked old literature and movies. The Ravenclaw was one of those "stuck in the wrong generation" kids everyone's always making fun of.

Anyway, potion time. Turn the heat to medium. Check. Now here came the possibly tricky part. Yay! This was her favorite part. Mostly because with a little bit of thought the short haired girl could work her way through it. And that path was always fun. Caelen was an intellectual at heart. Hell-oh. That's probably why she was a Ravenclaw. Mix the Re'em and the salamander blood in a bowl. Okay check. Stir five times clock wise and counter clockwise. Then came the part she hated. Crushing things. Seriously, the kid was only five foot two. That wasn't her forte. But, it was for a class. So she crushed the Griffin claw best the skinny girl could do. No magic for this made it harder. And so did the waiting. Non-patience did that to you.