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Old 06-19-2015, 04:05 AM   #124 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Amelia "Mia" Adair
Slytherin
Sixth Year

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Leigh Upstead
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year
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People were being very nice - Marigold's blown kiss got a small smile out of Sophie Brown, and she halfheartedly returned Dot's hug. It was just... too much. All of it. The whole class. Zander's gaze didn't help either - it actually made her want to cry more. So... she kept her gaze firmly on her notes in front of her. Not the professor who was lecturing, not Tobes anymore - no one. Just her parchment.

Notes were all that mattered right now. She was channeling all her feelings into this - just writing down whatever she heard Culloden say. Her handwriting was pretty much completely illegible as she tried to keep up - honestly it was a pretty ridiculous thing for her to be doing anyway as she already knew most of what was being said - and when she heard him tap his wand on the board, she looked up to study the list of ingredients.

Cow milk, huh? Cows - Tobes - big ol' nope, she quickly jumped along to the next items. A tame dog's neck fur? That was... oddly specific. The other ingredients weren't SUPER out of the ordinary, though she was almost certain this was the first time she'd ever needed Runespoor egg. And... well... all things considering, this was bound to be an interesting brewing session.

Her sixth year supply list had included one stone cauldron, standard size 1, and one copper cauldron, standard size 4. There had been no requirement for brass, so... looked like she'd be using the provided one. But... as the first set of instructions were being given, Sophie just... wasn't... feeling it.

She couldn't do it. She didn't want to. How could she when Culloden expected her to fail, Flamsteed undoubtedly demoted her from his secret list of favorite students, and she was about to lose Tobes forever?

Somberly, Sophie copied down the instructions to brew the potion, including details about only using a brass cauldron. But then she just... kind of... sat there. Staring at her cauldron blankly. Contemplating her impending doom with a surplus of moisture in her eyes, her expression otherwise blank.

She was just going to sit there.
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