 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Holy BANANAS. One second she was eating a cookie and the next there were five hundred billion thousand steps on the board. He'd said this was going to be a hard potion, but he didn't say the entire thing was going to be over in 2.5 seconds of learning. Brushing a few curls behind her ears, Norah picked up her wand and cast "Scourgify!" on the brass cauldron, then again on the glass for the milk. With one more "Scourgify!" for each of her gloves, she deemed everything clean enough to start this whole shindig before she grew a beard or something. That'd already proven to take more than 14 entire years to happen. She set the clean glass of milk over a medium flame, glancing at the clock before bending over to record the notes Professor Culloden had put on the board. La la la steps, steps, and more steps. It took almost all of the three minutes to scribble down the information, and that was even in her bad handwriting....or worse handwriting. She cast "Incendio" to light a low flame on her burner, then "Aguamenti" in her clean cauldron, before pouring the warmed milk to the clear liquid. Good? Goooooood? Good.
The fourth year leaned over the notes she'd scribbled down. Fluxweed. Cool. She cast a quick "Scourgify!" on her knife before starting to cut her fluxweed into even pieces. Well...even-ISH pieces which were really the best you could expect from somebody who was rushing. Especially a Norah who was rushing. She added the pieces to the cauldron, then cast "Scourgify" again on her metal stirrer which she placed in her cauldron to stir the seven times. Clockwise. Not to bad, right? She picked up the handful of dog fur next, sprinkling it in as she counted to ten under her breath. Nextnextnext? Wait. What. Wait SEVEN days? That might as well have been an entire YEAR.
Norah squinted at her notes and then back at the board again. Was that really what it was supposed to say? SEVEN days? What a rip off. A whole entire hard potion and she had to do it in two parts. Man. She pulled off her gloves and left them on the desk as she repeated the new incantation with the rest of the class. "Recordo.....recordo....recordo." Circle-y movement bla bla bla. Was Professor Dakest going to talk yet?
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