Had it been five minutes? It had right? If Elliot had been keeping time properly, which he was certain he had, it had been five minutes. He checked over the notes again and reached for his other ingredients.

Carefully handling the unicorn horns, Elliot put a single pinch into the cauldron and then stirred it once, twice, two times clockwise. He looked over at Jay and furrowed his brows. The smaller Slytherin looked worse for wear. He had to get this potion right. Wouldn't want the little guy keeling over no matter how much not-poison the professor said this stuff was.