Mo caught Maddie's eye and gave her a broad wink. Not enough to be distracting, but enough to let her know that he SAW HER LOOKING. Focus on the potion, little buddy, and they could all make faces at each other later. He pointed at her cauldron before turning back to his own.

Now then... he needed to add just one drop of the doxy venom, which Mo was certain required those thick dragonhide gloves he was happy to be wearing. He snugged them up and tucked them into the sleeves of his school robes before picking up the doxy venom.

Just... one... drop... and the potion immediately began to smoke. That was a relief, actually, since it indicated that his potion was doing exactly what it was supposed to be doing. It was sort of like popping popcorn, though, in that Mo wasn't exactly sure that the potion had stopped smoking up until the actual moment that there wasn't smoke anymore.

He waved his hand once through the dissipating smoke and then returned again to the instructions on the board. One last ingredient, and Mo gingerly scooped said ingredient up with his gloved hand and deposited it into the cauldron. Lots of creature parts in this one, which made his stomach curdle a bit at the thought. That last potion had been so brutally bad.

Leaning over the potion, Mo took the scent of it full in the face as he wracked his brain for an inspirational quote. Or person. Honestly, Mo knew loads of quotes, and there several people he really admired. His parents, his siblings, some Quidditch players, some of his best friends... but motivating?

He thought of a very brave, sweet, and kind girl that he knew, and Mo whispered, with complete embarrassment, "Caterina Moretti." Awful, probably, but he admired her so much.