 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Ok, after the wave of nausea had calmed down a bit, Caleb was ready to move on. He grabbed the wooden stick he needed to stir the potion and cleaned it, pointing his wand at it and muttered "Scourgify!" Alright, that was done. He stuck it in his potion and turned it clockwise once, twice...eleven times.
Now the tricky part - he had to CHANGE sticks and then start adding his ten crow feathers. He took the wooden rod out and then put the metal one, which had already been cleaned earlier, and plopped it in his potion before taking two feathers and dropping them in. He then stirred once clockwise, as instructed. Now the next two...and another stir clockwise. Another two...and another clockwise stir. Another two...another clockwise stir. Finally he added the last two, but did not stir the potion as instructed. He'd ALMOST done it, but caught himself before he touched the metal rod. He took out the metal rod and placed it aside.
BOOM! Caught up! He waited for the next bit of instruction, trying not to breathe in too much of the steam that was making him feel sick...
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |