Oh, any will do? Jace blinked, and shrugged as he turned around to face his work station once more to continue his potion. Amongst the three stirrers, he chose the glass one. It was his favourite so might as well use that. Keeping the other two stirrers away, Jace resumed and began with the second step. He added both the red wine and prune juice into the cauldron, and started a fire using his wand. “Incendio.” As the Bunsen burner was ignited, he turned his wrist a bit to the left to magically reduce the flame to medium heat. Rolling his right shoulder, the tiny half-Japanese began to stir the liquid clockwise, and waited for the bubbles to form.

When the bubbles were evident, and his mixture was a good shade of brown, Jace added the mashed Hairy Fungus and continued to stir the contents in a clockwise motion. His eyes darted from his cauldron to the small wristwatch on his left arm. As he did so, he tried not to think about the cramping sensation he started to feel on his right shoulder. It was a good thing that he expected the pain to come since this potion is all about stirring in a clockwise manner. A movement that signified the advancement of time, fitting for a potion that was aptly named Ageing Potion. Jace kept the realization in his head as he eyed his work carefully.

Once ten minutes was up Jace added the crushed tortoise shell, and watched his potion turn into the right shade. Relieving his right arm from stirring, he got the stirrer with his left hand this time and continued to stir for eight more minutes without breaking the rhythm. There must be some spell to use for the stirrer to continue mixing the content in a consistent manner, yeah? He’d probably look it up the next time he visits the Library. He was sure Mr. Kitridge would be more than willing to help.

After exactly eight minutes on his wristwatch, Jace turned his Bunsen burner off to relieve the potion from the heat, and added the diced bat tongue and chopped caterpillar. He continued to stir the potion in a clockwise motion for another five minutes, and watched as the content turned from a creamy color to a creamy green one. Once he saw what he hopes to be the right shade, Jace ceased from stirring and waited for it to cool down.

The Ravenclaw left his cauldron for now, and diligently took down notes and observations on his Potions journal. From the stirring motion, to the significance of each potion ingredient, all were written down with his theories and educated guesses. It would be a great way to pass up the time in the library, yeah? Satisfied with his notes, he neatly stowed his writing implements away in his bag, and began to clean the tools he used in preparing his ingredients. He took his time to scourgify everything, from his scales, beakers, stirrer, ingredients tray, and borrowed bowls from Professor Newton. As soon as they were sparkling clean, he moved them back to its original place, and placed the clean bowls on the professor’s table.

Jace took a peek of his potion, and was delighted to see that it was the emerald green shade that the professor wanted. When the potion was cool enough to sample, Jace took one of his clean vials with his name, and neatly transferred a small amount of the potion into it. The Ravenclaw carefully sealed it with a cork, and made a beeline for the professor. Showing it to the man, he smiled at him and placed it carefully on his table. “Arigatou gozaimasu, Newton-sensei.” He said bowing to the man, showing his gratitude for the lesson shared with him.

Oh, but before he can leave—the Ravenclaw raised his hand just a bit above his head. “Sensei, what is the antidote for it? Also...how would you know if the person is induced with the potion?” Important question, yeah?