West's potion had turned bright white at this point and he was doing an awesome job of ignoring all the shouting and whatever. Wasn't his problem so why should he get up in arms about it? He added the glumbumble parts and then used his wooden stirrer to stir it all five times clockwise. The half of a fwooper voice chords went in next and West obligingly gave his wand a wave over it as instructed.

He noticed Culloden was kinda... getting less interested in things but made no comment, just followed the next lot of instructions. He very carefully added a single drop of doxy venom and then leaned back a bit to avoid the smoke. Once it had stopped smoking he waved his wand once more then looked up at Culloden. Pretty close to done yeah? They were down to the last ingredient...

And Culloden was smiling again.

Weirdo.

Right. Last ingredient. a Motivational Quote or an Inspirational Name? West capitalized the options in his head for some reason.... and his ears caught something that sounded like a certain name that essentially threaded through his heart and head all the time. But no. Surely nobody had said the name of the former Gryffindor Captain. He was imagining it.

He added the frog leg. Hmmm. What to choose. A name felt better to him than a quote. Only one inspirational name though, even if like Ravenclaw!Sophie he did wonder about more than one...

...

.... He was torn. His dad? Jimi Hendrix? Colin Mackenzie? Then he thought of one. He whispered it. "Abraham Botros."

It turned a dark grey and West eyed it. Not very appealing looking huh? All the same he decanted it into a couple vials and then cleaned his cauldron out. All his equipment went away and he mulled over uses for the stuff. Done, West packed up and quietly left, with just a polite nod, not wanting to bother Culloden further than he already had been by pretty much everyone else.