Aymeric sat at his workstation,rather miserably. He had an unpleasant encounter at library, in addition to his feelings towards potions and his presence in the dungeons. He was not enjoying himself. If he could he would leave. He even let out a sad sniff of the nose (since he had a nearly teared up moments ago)

But that wasn't going to happen. He needed to focus in order to do his best at the lesson. Giving up won't help him.

He placed the ingredients he collected on the table. He placed the charmed bucket, with the fireseeds, at the corner of his statiom - he didn't want to set class on fire. He crossed his arms and leaned them on the table - he certainly lacked motivation. He sat, sulkily, listening to the Professor.

The Ravenclaw opened his textbook at a random page, and 'looked' to see if there were, as the Professor said, clues. After carelessly turning two pages of the book, he came to the conclusion that his actions weren't benefiting anyone. He gently closed his textbook, and took out of his bag his shared "History of Magic" and "Potions" notebook (he simply writes so little in those to lessons). He began writing down the ingredients on the blackboard.

He observed the list of ingredients that he had written. It caused him to cross his eyebrows, something was peculiar. He was familiar with most of the ingredients, from his mother's store.

Hmm... Liquidated Antimony was the ingredient he was thinking about. He sat up straight in his chair, his eyebrows still crossed, and surprisingly raised his arm. "Ermm.. Sir, whilst some of the ingredients have some sort of ehhh..." he thought for a brief moment,"healing properties. Isn't antimony, er..." he tried to be as secure as possible, but his voice pitched, "dangerous? I think I heard t'is poisonous." It didn't add up in his head, since the potion they will be making will most likely be a healing potion. Maybe this lesson would be, at the very least, interesting after all.

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