 Bashful Bowtruckle ♥ ♥ Lassie's Sweet Pea
Oliver said the word over and over in his head, trying to figure out if he'd ever heard it before. Trataka, trataka, trataka. Nope, nothing was coming to him. But then he listened and took notes of everything Professor Newton was saying in regards of how to do the trataka thing, and decided it sounded weird but really cool. He wondered where this trataka thing even came about.
Raising his hand to give his opinion, he said, "I don't know anything about trataka or where it's from, but it sounds really cool. Um...and I guess we should do it for this to test our concentration. If we can't concentrate on the candle very long, then our potion for concentration won't be very strong, and vice versa." That made sense, didn't it? He did have one comment about that though. "Buuut...I'm pretty sure I can concentrate on a candle more than I can stay concentrated on making a potion." It wasn't his fault, obviously. There were just so many steps, and it could get hard to keep track of. Potions just weren't his forte. |