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hpluvr037 · 01-13-2018, 02:09 AM

Text Cut: Hanna

Quote:

Originally Posted by Jessiqua

So there WAS usually this much effort? Hanna needed to step up her arm exercises. Doing some, anything, would be a start. "It really would. I mean, I've never heard of a spell or potion like that. Have you?" He'd know more about the spells that were invented. How were spells invented, anyway? These were the thoughts that got her through the grinding of the moths, because it was BORING.

"WHOA!" She yelped, jumping back from her spot. And removing her hand from her own bulb. He was RAVISHING his wand around, what was he about to do? Oh right. Stun them... well... that was one way to get it done. Hanna's mouth was hanging open, her eyes almost bulging from their sockets. It just happened so fast, she didn't even have time to observe what he was doing. "I... I... I di-didn't realise it would be so... b-bouncing," she admitted, sheepishly. Her face felt BOILING hot. She gulped a few times, trying to re-moisturise her throat. That had been an ordeal. Looking back at her parchment, she underscored the part about stunning them. BEFORE even trying to handle them, not merely just before preparing them. Well. "Er... s-sorry," she said. Oops. Yes, big oops.

After another few moments, she took the few steps back towards the desk. Her hands were feeling sweaty, so she wiped those down her robes as she peered over her cauldron and saw, in the midst of everything that had just happened, there were little bubbles. "Is yours like this too?" she asked.

Hanna peeled her bouncing bulb in the same way Professor Noble had. Soon enough, her bouncing bulb was removed of its skin. She put her peeler aside and got her silver knife, also brand new and unused until this very moment. She looked closely at how Professor Noble was chopping it, and then how Finn was, and tried to copy their actions as much as possible. Hanna appreciated Finn reiterating what Professor Noble had said, and she found herself more conscious of her finger position, holding the bulb.

"What's the motion of the ocean?" Hanna asked. Was it his mantra? A song? Was she being TERRIBLY nosy? She had a pile of chopped bulb, which she weighed to exactly 100g, and kept it aside. Not going to add it.

A spell to make someone ambidextrous? Hmmm... that would be nice. "Nope, haven't heard of one. But if you invent it someday, let me know!" Maybe he could actually not embarrass himself when he attempted to play sports with his cousin.

So his heart was still pounding a bit from the unexpected gift of an un-Stunned bouncing bulb. Times two. "Well, yeah, they do bounce quite a bit if you disturb them." And grabbing them, transporting them, then plunking them on a table seemed to count as disturbing. "Just... promise me you won't bring me anymore if they haven't been Stunned yet, alright?" Least she could do, really. "And stop apologizing, it's not a big deal. Look, no one got hurt, and nothing bad happened to our potions, see?" Both of them had started to simmer now. "Yeah, mine is doing that as well."

It was his turn to blush a tiny bit. "Well, my mum taught me how to chop onions, and I figure this is probably pretty close. The rocking motion... she said to picture the waves in the ocean and mimic that circular curl they make." It had helped him, at least.

Text Cut: Ronan and Jessa

Quote:

Originally Posted by lazykitty

"Huh?" was his response to the Head Boy, deftly ducking the flying seed. The pumpkin smell was already having an adverse effect on him, no need to add seeds into the mix.

"Wasn't totally in French, s'not stupid," he slurred back at the professor. Was it just him, or was everything getting blurry in here? And, like, super hard to breathe? Okay, who let the humidity in? Because that had to be what was making it hard to breathe. Ronan started taking deep breaths, hoping everything would return back to normal soon. Unfortunately, this just made everything worse. He could feel his throat closing up.

"Professor, I think I'm gonna-" was all he got out before he was falling sideways off his chair and cracking his head open on the stone floor in the process. Was that blood coming from his head? Why yes, yes it was.

Quote:

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

It was the proximity to Shera even after returning to her seat that gave the Ravenclaw the idea it was alright to continue the discussion beyond a simple "we'll talk after class". From here...it wasn't technically cross classroom talk and was less likely to be distracting to those around her--most of who were already getting on with their own potions and coming to the point they needed to wait too.

That being the case, Jessa nodded but was sure not to speak too loudly. "Yeah. while and a whole lot of determination." Not to mention all the botched classes while she was learning--good thing she was so ahead, yeah?--but it finally happened. "A friend of mine promised me a new curse if I could get my non-verbals to be flawless so I went cold turkey. No verbal spells until I could cast them non-verbally." A project a year in the making. Some were still a little shakier than others but with all the experimenting she did up in her lab ANYWAY, the more common used spells she could now cast non-verbally in her sleep.

It was while speaking with her own First Year housemate that she noticed another one looking around like a lost puppy. A quick look at the girl's work station told her the next thing she was missing was a bouncing bulb. The helpless look told her the girl likely didn't know how she'd get it done.

It was funny, y'know? Four full years of magic, and a fifth ahead, you sometimes forgot how daunting everything was back in First Year where you knew basically nothing when it came to spells and couldn't always get your wand to work.

It was an interesting time to be sure.

Rather than draw attention to herself by moving to the front for another bouncing bulb, Jessa followed Cam's lead silently accio-ing one over to her table and casting a non-verbal stupefy to render it immobile as she'd done with her own and Shera's. The Prefect flicked and swished her wand, levitating it over to the Hufflepuff effortlessly--as the levitation charm was something of a superstar up in her lab. Why walk when everything could be levitated over, y'know? "Here you go." Best get chopping before the Professor had a heart attack.

And then Ronan happened....though to be strictly fair, the boy probably hadn't toppled over onto the floor and cracked his head open on purpos--wait what?

Jessa leaned over her table to get a better look at the boy because it DID look like he was slowly trying to change the colour of the cobblestone floor beneath them. Yikes, must've been a hard hit for something like that to happen. "Pretty sure he's unconscious." She passed along albeit a little offhandedly. A fall like that, blood pooling, yeah he'd have to be unconscious.

"Will someone see if the cupboard's got smelling salt?" She asked aloud a moment before moving around the table to kneel next to him. Didn't look TOO bad, especially not with a fall from that height so she didn't suspect he was dead or brain damaged--unless the boy had a softer skull than he was letting on to.

She wasn't a Healer, nor would she pretend to be, but a few of her experiments did drift over to this sort of thing so she had a working idea, made concrete by the Healer Sessions they sometimes had. Jessa reached up onto her table, grabbing her piece of parchment as it was the closest thing on hand then transfigured it into more of a gauze. RIP her notes. Wasn't too hard to figure where the bleeding was coming from. The Ravenclaw reached under the boy's head gently lifting it just enough to place the gauze and apply some pressure.

First step: stop the bleeding, done. Now to wait for the Professor and that smelling salt.

What the what?! He heard a thud, saw Ronan on the floor, and then noticed blood beginning to pool. "Not good!" he said, leaping into action. He didn't know where the professor was in the room, but blood coming from the head meant no time to waste. By the time he made it over there, Jessa had obviously been thinking the same thing and was now calling to check for smelling salts. "ON IT!" he called over the din of what would be sure to be a din of panicking people.

He hurried over to the cupboard and began searching without really seeing. "Slow down and see, Finn." Okay. Bezoars, murtlap essence... "Smelling salts!" He grabbed them and made his way back as quickly as possible. "Got 'em!" he said, urgent. Should they maybe wait to see if Professor Noble thought they should use them? Would it be bad to do it without his permission?

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hpluvr037 Chizpurfle Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: EST (GMT -5) Posts: 10,679 Hogwarts RPG Name: Finnlay 'Finn' Cameron Muir Fifth Year x5	Ravenpuff \| Cap'n Crunch \| Bedtime Queen \| O Minion, My Minion Text Cut: Hanna Quote: Originally Posted by Jessiqua So there WAS usually this much effort? Hanna needed to step up her arm exercises. Doing some, anything, would be a start. "It really would. I mean, I've never heard of a spell or potion like that. Have you?" He'd know more about the spells that were invented. How were spells invented, anyway? These were the thoughts that got her through the grinding of the moths, because it was BORING. "WHOA!" She yelped, jumping back from her spot. And removing her hand from her own bulb. He was RAVISHING his wand around, what was he about to do? Oh right. Stun them... well... that was one way to get it done. Hanna's mouth was hanging open, her eyes almost bulging from their sockets. It just happened so fast, she didn't even have time to observe what he was doing. "I... I... I di-didn't realise it would be so... b-bouncing," she admitted, sheepishly. Her face felt BOILING hot. She gulped a few times, trying to re-moisturise her throat. That had been an ordeal. Looking back at her parchment, she underscored the part about stunning them. BEFORE even trying to handle them, not merely just before preparing them. Well. "Er... s-sorry," she said. Oops. Yes, big oops. After another few moments, she took the few steps back towards the desk. Her hands were feeling sweaty, so she wiped those down her robes as she peered over her cauldron and saw, in the midst of everything that had just happened, there were little bubbles. "Is yours like this too?" she asked. Hanna peeled her bouncing bulb in the same way Professor Noble had. Soon enough, her bouncing bulb was removed of its skin. She put her peeler aside and got her silver knife, also brand new and unused until this very moment. She looked closely at how Professor Noble was chopping it, and then how Finn was, and tried to copy their actions as much as possible. Hanna appreciated Finn reiterating what Professor Noble had said, and she found herself more conscious of her finger position, holding the bulb. "What's the motion of the ocean?" Hanna asked. Was it his mantra? A song? Was she being TERRIBLY nosy? She had a pile of chopped bulb, which she weighed to exactly 100g, and kept it aside. Not going to add it. A spell to make someone ambidextrous? Hmmm... that would be nice. "Nope, haven't heard of one. But if you invent it someday, let me know!" Maybe he could actually not embarrass himself when he attempted to play sports with his cousin. So his heart was still pounding a bit from the unexpected gift of an un-Stunned bouncing bulb. Times two. "Well, yeah, they do bounce quite a bit if you disturb them." And grabbing them, transporting them, then plunking them on a table seemed to count as disturbing. "Just... promise me you won't bring me anymore if they haven't been Stunned yet, alright?" Least she could do, really. "And stop apologizing, it's not a big deal. Look, no one got hurt, and nothing bad happened to our potions, see?" Both of them had started to simmer now. "Yeah, mine is doing that as well." It was his turn to blush a tiny bit. "Well, my mum taught me how to chop onions, and I figure this is probably pretty close. The rocking motion... she said to picture the waves in the ocean and mimic that circular curl they make." It had helped him, at least. Text Cut: Ronan and Jessa Quote: Originally Posted by lazykitty "Huh?" was his response to the Head Boy, deftly ducking the flying seed. The pumpkin smell was already having an adverse effect on him, no need to add seeds into the mix. *"Wasn't totally* in French, s'not stupid,"** he slurred back at the professor. Was it just him, or was everything getting blurry in here? And, like, super hard to breathe? Okay, who let the humidity in? Because that had to be what was making it hard to breathe. Ronan started taking deep breaths, hoping everything would return back to normal soon. Unfortunately, this just made everything worse. He could feel his throat closing up. "Professor, I think I'm gonna-" was all he got out before he was falling sideways off his chair and cracking his head open on the stone floor in the process. Was that blood coming from his head? Why yes, yes it was. Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo It was the proximity to Shera even after returning to her seat that gave the Ravenclaw the idea it was alright to continue the discussion beyond a simple "we'll talk after class". From here...it wasn't technically cross classroom talk and was less likely to be distracting to those around her--most of who were already getting on with their own potions and coming to the point they needed to wait too. That being the case, Jessa nodded but was sure not to speak too loudly. "Yeah. while and a whole lot of determination." Not to mention all the botched classes while she was learning--good thing she was so ahead, yeah?--but it finally happened. "A friend of mine promised me a new curse if I could get my non-verbals to be flawless so I went cold turkey. No verbal spells until I could cast them non-verbally." A project a year in the making. Some were still a little shakier than others but with all the experimenting she did up in her lab ANYWAY, the more common used spells she could now cast non-verbally in her sleep. It was while speaking with her own First Year housemate that she noticed another one looking around like a lost puppy. A quick look at the girl's work station told her the next thing she was missing was a bouncing bulb. The helpless look told her the girl likely didn't know how she'd get it done. It was funny, y'know? Four full years of magic, and a fifth ahead, you sometimes forgot how daunting everything was back in First Year where you knew basically nothing when it came to spells and couldn't always get your wand to work. It was an interesting time to be sure. Rather than draw attention to herself by moving to the front for another bouncing bulb, Jessa followed Cam's lead silently accio-ing one over to her table and casting a non-verbal stupefy to render it immobile as she'd done with her own and Shera's. The Prefect flicked and swished her wand, levitating it over to the Hufflepuff effortlessly--as the levitation charm was something of a superstar up in her lab. Why walk when everything could be levitated over, y'know? "Here you go." Best get chopping before the Professor had a heart attack. And then Ronan happened....though to be strictly fair, the boy probably hadn't toppled over onto the floor and cracked his head open on purpos--wait what? Jessa leaned over her table to get a better look at the boy because it DID look like he was slowly trying to change the colour of the cobblestone floor beneath them. Yikes, must've been a hard hit for something like that to happen. "Pretty sure he's unconscious." She passed along albeit a little offhandedly. A fall like that, blood pooling, yeah he'd have to be unconscious. "Will someone see if the cupboard's got smelling salt?" She asked aloud a moment before moving around the table to kneel next to him. Didn't look TOO bad, especially not with a fall from that height so she didn't suspect he was dead or brain damaged--unless the boy had a softer skull than he was letting on to. She wasn't a Healer, nor would she pretend to be, but a few of her experiments did drift over to this sort of thing so she had a working idea, made concrete by the Healer Sessions they sometimes had. Jessa reached up onto her table, grabbing her piece of parchment as it was the closest thing on hand then transfigured it into more of a gauze. RIP her notes. Wasn't too hard to figure where the bleeding was coming from. The Ravenclaw reached under the boy's head gently lifting it just enough to place the gauze and apply some pressure. First step: stop the bleeding, done. Now to wait for the Professor and that smelling salt. What the what?! He heard a thud, saw Ronan on the floor, and then noticed blood beginning to pool. "Not good!" he said, leaping into action. He didn't know where the professor was in the room, but blood coming from the head meant no time to waste. By the time he made it over there, Jessa had obviously been thinking the same thing and was now calling to check for smelling salts. "ON IT!" he called over the din of what would be sure to be a din of panicking people. He hurried over to the cupboard and began searching without really seeing. "*Slow down and see, Finn." Okay. Bezoars, murtlap essence... "Smelling salts!" He grabbed them and made his way back as quickly as possible. "Got 'em!*" he said, urgent. Should they maybe wait to see if Professor Noble thought they should use them? Would it be bad to do it without his permission? __________________ Thanks, Kitakins <3