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SlytherinSistah · 07-11-2015, 11:04 AM

Text Cut: Little Magdalena Traulton

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Originally Posted by Lislchen

It felt like Maggie LIVED in the Potions Laboratory lately. Along with a few others. Which didn't really make it any better. How DUMB was this? Babysitting a fire basically. All she did was check in regularly to make sure the fire under her cauldron hadn't gone out. But somehow she didn't really trust anyone else to keep it alive. And then all that work on her potion would have been for nothing. So naturally she came by every day.

For seven days.

Finally, the last day had come.

If all these cobwebs and general grossness of the castle had taught them something it was that everyone probably EXCELLED at performing the cleaning spell now. So not even focusing properly, Maggie successfully used Scourgify on her desk and gloves before putting the latter on. Okay. Now. It was TIME. To add the knobberknoll feathers. Wait. Only seven?

OH. This was a joke right? It had to be!

She had to do the WHOLE THING AGAIN???? The whole checking in every day. Seriously? SERIOUSLY???????? For a moment she was so tempted to have Zander do it for her. Like. To have that be the thing he owed her. But after a moment of just glaring at her cauldron, Maggie sighed and simply added the seven knobberknoll feathers. One by one. There was definitely something better to have Zander do than check on her fire every day.

Seeing as she'd already noted the time seven days ago, Maggie simply wrote down the date. Alright. Seven more days of checking in on her fire. SIIIIIIIIIIIGH!

......and that's what she did. Every day. For seven days. Making sure her fire hadn't gone out.

Great way to spend her time. Awesome really. But eventually the seventh day had come and this time she KNEW it was the last time she would have to do the babysitting thing. This time she'd checked the rest of the instructions. Phew. Okay. She'd completed the worst part. So on the seventh day Maggie came back, about half hour before she would have to add the rest of the feathers. So she had enough time to clean her desk and all her tools.

This was going to take a while.

It was almost time to add the feathers but Maggie STILL hadn't found a teaspoon for one of the next steps. REALLY??? Looking around the room, she finally spotted someone from her own house (Cutty)and after a moment of contemplation made her way over to him. "Hey." They hadn't really interacted much but he better know who she was. "Do youuuuu maybeee have a teaspoon I could borrow?" What would also be really cool was if he could just add the bile for her too.

Like. That would be awesome. Ahem.

The crumpled parchment on which the rest of the steps and the potions recipe had been written was laying flat out in front of Cutty for easy reference.

Text Cut: Wolfsbane Potion

"Scourgify...Scourgify." He uttered the incantation in a low voice as he cleaned first the metal stirrer and then then the teaspoon. He held up the latter and admired his upside down reflection for a moment. Oh yeah. It was good to be Cutty Mordaunt.

He was about to place the measuring instrument down and reach for the rest of the jobberknoll feathers when he heard a small and familiar little voice. The shinning metallic surface of the teaspoon he still held twisted in his fingers so that he was using the reflective surface to confirm that it was indeed Traulton who was asking for the teaspoon. He couldn't separate Traulton from her comments towards Eden and thus his image of her character tending to be one not unlike a pirate bird or any other creature of predation that knew how to spot the weak and the sick as well as he could. Now, in any other circumstance. He might have asked for collateral if not immediate payment to touch let alone borrow anything that belonged to him. But as he wanted to see more of her character, he thought a more fluid approach would yield a better harvest here. "Sure yer can, Traulton." He began with a smile. "Joost clean it oop when yer through with it."

And with that, he set the teaspoon on the surface of her table and slid it over to her small hands. Cutty then turned his attention back to his potion adding the last 7 jobberknoll feathers to it and with his wand, adjusting the heat to medium. He could see the faces, one piled up upon the other of the apparent family of salamanders that had moved in to his flame whilst he he'd been away from it.

How dare they. Blasted freeloaders.

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SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	Potions HW #2 C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Text Cut: Little Magdalena Traulton Quote: Originally Posted by Lislchen It felt like Maggie LIVED in the Potions Laboratory lately. Along with a few others. Which didn't really make it any better. How DUMB was this? Babysitting a fire basically. All she did was check in regularly to make sure the fire under her cauldron hadn't gone out. But somehow she didn't really trust anyone else to keep it alive. And then all that work on her potion would have been for nothing. So naturally she came by every day. For seven days. Finally, the last day had come. If all these cobwebs and general grossness of the castle had taught them something it was that everyone probably EXCELLED at performing the cleaning spell now. So not even focusing properly, Maggie successfully used Scourgify on her desk and gloves before putting the latter on. Okay. Now. It was TIME. To add the knobberknoll feathers. Wait. Only seven? OH. This was a joke right? It had to be! She had to do the WHOLE THING AGAIN???? The whole checking in every day. Seriously? SERIOUSLY???????? For a moment she was so tempted to have Zander do it for her. Like. To have that be the thing he owed her. But after a moment of just glaring at her cauldron, Maggie sighed and simply added the seven knobberknoll feathers. One by one. There was definitely something better to have Zander do than check on her fire every day. Seeing as she'd already noted the time seven days ago, Maggie simply wrote down the date. Alright. Seven more days of checking in on her fire. SIIIIIIIIIIIGH! ......and that's what she did. Every day. For seven days. Making sure her fire hadn't gone out. Great way to spend her time. Awesome really. But eventually the seventh day had come and this time she KNEW it was the last time she would have to do the babysitting thing. This time she'd checked the rest of the instructions. Phew. Okay. She'd completed the worst part. So on the seventh day Maggie came back, about half hour before she would have to add the rest of the feathers. So she had enough time to clean her desk and all her tools. This was going to take a while. It was almost time to add the feathers but Maggie STILL hadn't found a teaspoon for one of the next steps. REALLY??? Looking around the room, she finally spotted someone from her own house (Cutty)and after a moment of contemplation made her way over to him. "Hey." They hadn't really interacted much but he better know who she was. "Do youuuuu maybeee have a teaspoon I could borrow?" What would also be really cool was if he could just add the bile for her too. Like. That would be awesome. Ahem. The crumpled parchment on which the rest of the steps and the potions recipe had been written was laying flat out in front of Cutty for easy reference. Text Cut: Wolfsbane Potion ~~Add 7 of the Jobberknoll feathers~~ ~~Wait for exactly 7 days (note the hour and minute and do the next step at the exact time and please check the flame everyday. Do not let it go out)~~ Add the other 7 of the feathers Set the burner on medium heat Add the Armadillo bile one tea spoon at a time Stir 7 times counter clockwise with a metal stirrer Add the Runespoor egg Wait for 7 minutes and 7 seconds Cast 'Recordo'/He practiced the wand motion drawing a circle over his empty cauldron Add the aconite roots one by one It will exude a faint blue smoke "Scourgify...Scourgify." He uttered the incantation in a low voice as he cleaned first the metal stirrer and then then the teaspoon. He held up the latter and admired his upside down reflection for a moment. Oh yeah. It was good to be Cutty Mordaunt. He was about to place the measuring instrument down and reach for the rest of the jobberknoll feathers when he heard a small and familiar little voice. The shinning metallic surface of the teaspoon he still held twisted in his fingers so that he was using the reflective surface to confirm that it was indeed Traulton who was asking for the teaspoon. He couldn't separate Traulton from her comments towards Eden and thus his image of her character tending to be one not unlike a pirate bird or any other creature of predation that knew how to spot the weak and the sick as well as he could. Now, in any other circumstance. He might have asked for collateral if not immediate payment to touch let alone borrow anything that belonged to him. But as he wanted to see more of her character, he thought a more fluid approach would yield a better harvest here. "Sure yer can, Traulton." He began with a smile. "Joost clean it oop when yer through with it." And with that, he set the teaspoon on the surface of her table and slid it over to her small hands. Cutty then turned his attention back to his potion adding the last 7 jobberknoll feathers to it and with his wand, adjusting the heat to medium. He could see the faces, one piled up upon the other of the apparent family of salamanders that had moved in to his flame whilst he he'd been away from it. How dare they. Blasted freeloaders. __________________