 Slytherin by heart
Kyle looked at the instructions once the reaction had burnt out. Add another moth wing. Okay, he could do that. He added another moth wing to his potion and looked back at the instructions. More stirring. He nodded and counted his stirs, first five time counter-clockwise, then ten times clockwise. He watched as the potion took on a light silvery color. It was quite the contrast from the dark purple. He dropped in the remaining moth wing and covered the cauldron with a cheese cloth. He took out a piece of parchment and with a wave of his wand, set a timer on it that would count down the five minutes. Now all he could do was wait.
He looked around at the other students in various stages of potion-making. His attention drifted to the Gryffindor (SilverTiger) that he had helped before and wondered if she needed any assistance. Well, he had helped her enough, hadn't he? And he told her where he'd be if she needed any help.
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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