Okay... twelve to fourteen hours was a bit excessive, but there you go. Derry put out the fire, dropped in the final snake fang and stirred her potion once, anti clockwise.
...
Oh. Ew. Thick and yellow... like that gross banana flavoured throat medicine thing she’d had once. Eugh... she really didn’t want to drink it. It looked like everyone else’s, and she knew she’d brewed it right, but she didn’t
want it. Eeeew.
Plus she wasn’t sure she
wanted to be super strong for that long. Maybe if it’d only last for like an hour or so she’d be more excited about it but... eh. Anyway... she needed an O in this, right? Probably. So she should get this over with.
She carefully decanted a cup of potion and put it aside, then with a couple of charms, made an ice cube and dropped it into the potion. Okay... who wanted to drink this?
"Anyone want to swap potions?" Preferably someone who'd brewed theirs properly... because Derry's was done properly, and that was just a fair swap.