 Post 1 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
While Professor Art had been answering the students replies, Rachel's eyes had found Esme. The look on her friend's face was enough for Rachel to deduce what was wrong. Esme was scared of birds; very, very scared of them. She barely managed a gracious smile at the Professor when he acknowledged her answer before looking back at Esme. The Eagle needed to offer some words of comfort. She found the opportunity when they went to gather their ingredients.
After gathering her own, Rachel stopped at Esme's workstation. "You'll be fine, Esme. Just concentrate on brewing your potion. If you need me, I'm right over there.'' She indicated with a smile. She wasn't sure of what help she could offer but she would be there for the Hufflepuff.
Back at her own workstation beside Sam and Haddie, Rachel got to work by cleaning each and every of the equipment she would need to use. "Aguamenti,'' she spoke clearly and confidently as she pointed her wand at the cup. "Finite.'' The second incantation was said after the cup was filled. The first year poured the water into the cauldron then repeated the steps five times.
Next, the burner was lit with the Fire Making charm and she adjusted it to a small flame. While waiting for the five minutes to elapse, she began making notes in her book. |