 Jupiter's Satellite
"Incendio!" Tora declared with exuberation, because how could she not be enthusiastic when setting something on fire? She got a glass out and "Aguamenti" filled it up with clear, clean, water for when the cauldron had been heated properly. Had it been long enough yet? At about a minute, Tora went ahead and poured the three glasses of purified water into the cauldron, the metal hissing a bit as the cool water splashed across it's surface. One... "Aguamenti" Two.... "Aguamenti," Three. With that done, she looked at the beard and her notes for the next step in the potions making process.
Ten hippogriff feathers? Geez, that was a lot. Tora briefly wondered what the purpose for the hippogriff feathers was but, surprisingly, the question flew out of her mind once she looked about and realized that she was falling behind her fellow classmates. Move faster! She started dropping the feathers into her cauldron one by one. Mostly. It was a bit fast to be considered "one by one" because the feather would barely hit the water before she was dropping the next one in right after. Eh... close enough.
She counted slooooowwly to ten. it was almost painful to make herself slow down and have the patience to count: One Hippogriff...Two Hippogriffs....Three Hippogriffs... She finally reached "Ten Hippogriffs", when she got her reward: A grand SINGLE stir counterclockwise. Talk about anticlimactic! She started counting all over again. One Hippogriff... Two Hippogriff... Three Hippogriff.... Four Hippogriff... .... "Twenty Hippogriffs!" finally she made it to the end of her long count. Now again she got such a fantabulous reward for her patience with another SINGLE stir clockwise. Seriously, this was why she didn't really like potions making; it required far too much patience. Once again she counted, this time to thirty. Damn thirty. It was insufferable, but she made it through to the end.... and got only another SINGLE turn counterclockwise. Typical.
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