07-28-2017, 09:20 PM
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Mackled Malaclaw
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Originally Posted by Oesed Levi was unclear if Nicholas was joking or not, but he barked out a laugh anyway as he marched back to the work station. "I s'ppose that's more exciting than just using diffindo. Or scissors." He held a jar with preserved tulsi, which he carefully placed near the other ingredients. "Though possibly not as precise."
He began to clean up the pewter cauldron with a handy scourgify, and brought his potions kit out of his bag. His favourite pair of scissors were there, as always, which he proceeded to clean with another sweep of his wand along with the rest of the kit. Lastly went his hands, which perhaps he wouldn't have had to take care of if he'd brought his gloves, but. Whatever. The trip back to the Gryffindor common room was... long and he'd likely not return if he saw his bed. "Hmm? squill bulbs." Unnecessarily, really--Nicholas had asked what it was for not what it was. His smile was a little apologetic. "To smooth down the potion's texture. Enough that if you add it to a beverage the drinker wouldn't notice there's something off about the... taste. Or feel." All strictly theoretical, of course. And so, "that's the plan, anyway." No, he was definitely not joking. But his hair had grown enough since Genny first trimmed off the burnt bits; Nicholas was no longer sporting the crazy fringed look. "That's what I was going for, anyway. I like to live life on... err..... the wild side."
This morning, he'd even put cinnamon in his oats. So wild.
Now, he COULD have helped Levi clean their materials, but the older boy was far better at it. Nicky preferred to just watch. It was wonderful, really, to work with someone so tidy and sure. He'd not often had that privilege, seeing as he figuratively brought little to the table— and literally, in this case. Kenning had gathered all the ingredients, too. "Right. Texture. So I should try to add things as well?" Recipes weren't exactly set in stone, he knew, yet never before had he attempted to deviate from one. His Gryffindor companion, on the other hand, was no stranger to that. Perhaps today was his time to start.
With more motivation than usual, Nicholas went to go collect his own additives. He was a badger! He could find stuff (maybe)!
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