 Catch Up + Post #1 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
EXCUSE YOU?!
Grayson, who was just reaching over to grab his silver knife, stopped and stared up at Culloden and then at the board. WHAT?! The potions part was OVER?! No. This was his favourite portion and was the part of the lesson he had been looking forward to the most and now it was almost OVER?! Dude was NOT happy about this!
Grumble grumble freaking grumble.
Turning back to his potion, the boy took up his silver knife again and gave it a magical clean before starting with the chopping process. See, chop it well was kinda a vague set of instructions. Chop it well. It was kinda about perspective and all. He did try to make the pieces as even as possible just for the sake of it.
When the fluxweed was all chopped up, Grayson added it to his cauldron before picking up his metal stirrer. "Scourgify!" There. Clean. One......... two....... three....... four........ five....... six........ and SEVEN stirs clockwise. Done. Easy peasy. Taking up the dog fur, the boy tried to sprinkle it over the potion as evenly as possible. It kinda irked him that it probably wasn't perfectly even due to the time limit and the fact that, you know, he couldn't be bothered to sit there and place the hair perfectly onto his cauldron. That required too much effort, ma--
LOOOOOOOOOOOL.
What in the name of Merlin, Airey Flamsteed?! Poor Gryffindor, man. If the Astro Professor had sneezed into his potion, the guy would be livid. Nothing would stop him from bursting out into a tangent of swear words and general anger towards the Professor. But seeing as he wasn't the victim here, the Slytherin was just snorting and laughing silently to himself.
Er. Yeah. Spell. Recordo. He completely missed the question and didn't really have anything to add sooooo Grayson was just gonna sit there and chant the spell to himself. Recordo. Re-core-DOH! The wand movement sounded dead easy so he wasn't gonna bother practising it. Nah! He was just gonna clear up and wait for the next set of--
HOLY FREAKING MERLIN WHAT THE ACTUAL--
Everything was all cool, fine and dandy or whatever and then, outta the blue, Dakest went ahead and TURNED HIS DESK INTO A FREAKING DUMMY THAT WAS WAVING ITS ARMS AROUND LIKE SOME SORT OF FREAKING WOODEN DEMENTOR.
Right. Fine. Breathe. Whatever. It was just SHOCK, mkay?
"Manus Invisibilis," he muttered under his breath, "Manus Invisibilis....... Manus Invisibilis......." Merlin, could the demented dummy stop freakishly waving its arms around for like two seconds? It was kinda distracting and all. Not to mention dead weird. "Manus Invisibilis..... Manus Invisibilis........ Manus Invisibilis....."
Manus Invisibilis!" That last cry was much louder and came with a twist to the right of his wand and then a thrust forward towards the dummy.
And the result? Lol, nothing.
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