 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Erm, ok, lots of stuff thrown at them at once. Caleb had to focus. First things first - the heat. He took his wand and lowered the flame under his cauldron so it was medium sized, so it wasn't as hot as it had been, but not SUPER cool either. Now he had to go get the blood - yuck. Not too thrilled about that bit.
Still, he got the correct measurements of the re'em blood from Culloden's desk and went back to his seat, adding it to the bowl of salamander blood as he had instructed. Now time to stir...
One, two, three, four, five times clockwise, just as he said. Now to do the same thing but the other way...one, two...five more times and bam! That was all done. Now he just had to crush the claw and he'd be back on track. He took his mortar and pestel and began to smash it into the bowl. It was a LOT tougher than it looked, and his arm was starting to get tired after just a few minutes.
But finally, after about 3 minutes of crushing, it was as crushed as he thought he could get it without magic. Plus his arm hurt a LOT and he really didn't want to do it anymore. It should be enough though, right?
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid
Last edited by Lissy Longbottom; 05-14-2014 at 05:57 PM.
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