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hermygirl · 01-13-2018, 02:49 AM

SPOILER!!: The bleeders

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Originally Posted by Birchwoodmom

Once back to her work area, Emmalyn carefully peeled off the outer purple layer, sat it on the table, and pulled out a little silver knife. “Keep my fingers like a claw.” she murmured as she lifted the silver knife over the edge of the bulb in preparation to chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Slice…”Oh, ouch” She caught the edge of her finger with the knife as it slid into the bulb. A tiny bead of blood was welling to the surface of her skin from the tiniest of tiny cuts. She dropped her knife on the table and put her now ever so lightly bleeding hand in the air. “I think I need a bandage.”

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Originally Posted by debpetrisor

... but then he remembered he sat at the very front, so the only possible victim would be the professor, and not even Merlin would be able to help him if that ever happened.

Pushing those thoughts to the very back of his head, he focused solely on the bouncing bulb, repeating a mantra of You can do it, you can do it, you can do it in mind. Pointing his wand and aiming for the bulb, he said, "Stupefy!" and thankfully, the bulb was no longer bouncing, but laid lifelessly in front of him. Good.

Let the gruesome peeling begin. Pursing his lips and his eyebrows nearly meeting in concentration, Daehyun followed professor Noble's movements. He carefully peeled off the purple layer in small and hesitant movements, and then mirrored the man's chopping technique, a lot clumsier though, because he found it more difficult than it had first seemed. He was nearly done chopping using the odd technique, when-

... it was going to happen. He knew it would. He should've known better.

Muttering a soft "Aish," he stuck his freshly cut pinkie finger in his mouth, silently praying that the professor hadn't noticed him. He wasn't going to bleed to death, so no need to make a fuss over it.

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Originally Posted by RandomRaven

So far... she did well. Following the exact instructions was the key and Diandra could say that she was really good in that. As the potion master explained more steps on this potion brewing, she quickly wrote the instructions on her journal before continued brewing. Then she took three dried moths and put them into her mortar, and she used the pestle to grind them until became a super fine powder after grinding them for like... a quite long time. This wasn't as easy as it looked, to be honest.

And the next part would be the bouncing bulb. The badger grabbed one from the front and pointed her wand at the bulb to stun it. "Stupefy!" But... it missed, clearly this wasn't the easiest part of this lesson because the bulb was so bouncy! Well, if it's not bouncing perhaps it should be called steady bulb instead. "Stupefy!" The second time Diandra performed the stunning charm and finally it worked. Following the instruction, she started peeling off the outer purple layer very carefully with a clean silver knife. Once it'd done, she started chopping the bulb just like how Professor Noble had shown them but... Ouch. Yes, she just cut her finger. It was just a small cut but still hurt and bled out a little. "Uh... Professor? Could I get a bandage?" And perhaps dittany/murtlap/antiseptic/anything to heal the wound?

Noble finished writing the next steps up on the board and turned back to face the classroom, only a couple of students with hands up for attention for cuts. And another one not asking for attention, but with the same problem. Yes, he saw you there Daehyun.

How, just how, had they cut fingers after so carefully showing them the technique to hide their fingers well out of the way of the blade?

Grumble grumble.

He headed to one of the cupboard down the side wall, and pulled out the first aid kit he kept in the classroom. “There,” he replied gruffly, pulling out some bandages and a couple of vials of murtlap and dittany. “Sort yourselves out.”

He felt no need to baby them. There was a Healer for that.

And since most people looked like they had their ingredients prepared, it was time to move on. He raised his voice to address the whole class.

“When your pumpkin has reached a simmer, go ahead and add your moth powder. Stir clockwise until your powder turns grass green...which should be four complete rotations, if you’ve got it fine enough.” Into his cauldron went the moths, and sure enough...within 4 stirs the potion had changed colour. He held up the spoon to show them. “Then add 100 grams of your bouncing bulb and stir just enough to incorporate it. Turn down the heat, and set your timer for thirty minutes.”

Yes, thirty minutes. Which was a long time, and that meant they had some more time to work on those cutting skills. No point having them all sitting there twiddling their thumbs. He appreciated some would want to make notes, but he didn’t expect them to write down everything when it was in their textbook. Writing up a full report would be their homework.

He raised his voice over the sound of bubbling cauldrons. “You may start to carve your pumpkin if you wish. I suggest using either a carefully controlled diffindo, or a small knife from your potions kit.” Up to them how fancy they wanted to make the design.

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Originally Posted by Recipe so far...

Pompion Potion

Ingredients:
2 cups pumpkin innards, densely packed (sorted so no seeds)
3 flitterby moths
100g fresh bouncing bulb, stunned if necessary
4g fresh foxglove (Digitalis purpurea) flowers, petals only
10 fresh pumpkin seeds

Instructions:
1.Use diffindo to cut open the pumpkin.
2. Using a metal spoon, scoop out the innards, pulling out the seeds and putting to one side.
3. Put two densely packed cups of pumpkin innards in the bottom your cauldron with a cup of water. Set over medium heat.
4. Whilst waiting for the cauldron to come to a light simmer, grind 3 dried flitterby moths to a fine powder in your pestle and mortar. Add these to the cauldron and stir clockwise until the contents turns grass green (4 complete stirs should do the trick).
5. Stun your bouncing bulb. Peel off the purple skin, and chop finely with a silver knife. Weigh out 100g. Add to your cauldron and stir enough to incorporate.
6. Let your potion simmer for 30 minutes. You may carve your pumpkin whilst you wait.

SPOILER!!: Ronan, Jessa and Finn

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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.

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

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.

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Originally Posted by Finn

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?

And he’d just finished that when he heard a thud. His gaze first lingered on the Ravenclaw Prefect, and then the workstation beside her, when a certain annoyance of a Gryffindor had been sitting. Had been the important word, since he was now...on the floor.

If Jessa had thought that taking her badge off would change anything, anything, then she was wrong. Noble didn’t give a griffin’s claws that she had a badge, it was more her continuing to ignore what he’d demonstrated and doing it her way. Clearly the girl thought she had nothing to learn and that her way - the lazy way, might he add - was best.

Which is why he very nearly swept the girl aside when she got to Ronan first and asked about smelling salts. The girl who apparently had to use magic for everything was suggesting a 13th century solution the Gryffindor wouldn’t actually be able to breathe in. She had dealt with the blood though, so he’d give her that.

Strewth.

Apparently the boy hadn’t been exaggerating about his pumpkin allergy. As far as Noble could see, he still hadn’t even started a brew. This was exactly what he DIDN’T need right now. Pulling his wand from his robes, he levitated over a small container containing the magical equivalent of an EpiPen as he squatted down on the stone floor. Catching it in his right hand, he now used his wand. “Rennervate.”

So, no, Finn, he wasn't planning to use the smelling salts for the moment.

01-13-2018, 02:49 AM	#190 (permalink)
hermygirl Chizpurfle Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: underwater Posts: 10,319 x9	*rearranges a little* Stuck inside with Sirius \| Splish-Splash \| bamBAM \| ☁ Spooktacular ☁ SPOILER!!: The bleeders Quote: Originally Posted by Birchwoodmom Once back to her work area, Emmalyn carefully peeled off the outer purple layer, sat it on the table, and pulled out a little silver knife. “Keep my fingers like a claw.” she murmured as she lifted the silver knife over the edge of the bulb in preparation to chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Slice…”Oh, ouch” She caught the edge of her finger with the knife as it slid into the bulb. A tiny bead of blood was welling to the surface of her skin from the tiniest of tiny cuts. She dropped her knife on the table and put her now ever so lightly bleeding hand in the air. “I think I need a bandage.” Quote: Originally Posted by debpetrisor ... but then he remembered he sat at the very front, so the only possible victim would be the professor, and not even Merlin would be able to help him if that ever happened. Pushing those thoughts to the very back of his head, he focused solely on the bouncing bulb, repeating a mantra of You can do it, you can do it, you can do it in mind. Pointing his wand and aiming for the bulb, he said, "Stupefy!" and thankfully, the bulb was no longer bouncing, but laid lifelessly in front of him. Good. Let the gruesome peeling begin. Pursing his lips and his eyebrows nearly meeting in concentration, Daehyun followed professor Noble's movements. He carefully peeled off the purple layer in small and hesitant movements, and then mirrored the man's chopping technique, a lot clumsier though, because he found it more difficult than it had first seemed. He was nearly done chopping using the odd technique, when- ... it was going to happen. He knew it would. He should've known better. Muttering a soft "Aish," he stuck his freshly cut pinkie finger in his mouth, silently praying that the professor hadn't noticed him. He wasn't going to bleed to death, so no need to make a fuss over it. Quote: Originally Posted by RandomRaven So far... she did well. Following the exact instructions was the key and Diandra could say that she was really good in that. As the potion master explained more steps on this potion brewing, she quickly wrote the instructions on her journal before continued brewing. Then she took three dried moths and put them into her mortar, and she used the pestle to grind them until became a super fine powder after grinding them for like... a quite long time. This wasn't as easy as it looked, to be honest. And the next part would be the bouncing bulb. The badger grabbed one from the front and pointed her wand at the bulb to stun it. "Stupefy!" But... it missed, clearly this wasn't the easiest part of this lesson because the bulb was so bouncy! Well, if it's not bouncing perhaps it should be called steady bulb instead. "Stupefy!" The second time Diandra performed the stunning charm and finally it worked. Following the instruction, she started peeling off the outer purple layer very carefully with a clean silver knife. Once it'd done, she started chopping the bulb just like how Professor Noble had shown them but... Ouch. Yes, she just cut her finger. It was just a small cut but still hurt and bled out a little. "Uh... Professor? Could I get a bandage?" And perhaps dittany/murtlap/antiseptic/anything to heal the wound? Noble finished writing the next steps up on the board and turned back to face the classroom, only a couple of students with hands up for attention for cuts. And another one not asking for attention, but with the same problem. Yes, he saw you there Daehyun. How, just how, had they cut fingers after so carefully showing them the technique to hide their fingers well out of the way of the blade? Grumble grumble. He headed to one of the cupboard down the side wall, and pulled out the first aid kit he kept in the classroom. “There,” he replied gruffly, pulling out some bandages and a couple of vials of murtlap and dittany. “Sort yourselves out.” He felt no need to baby them. There was a Healer for that. And since most people looked like they had their ingredients prepared, it was time to move on. He raised his voice to address the whole class. “When your pumpkin has reached a simmer, go ahead and add your moth powder. Stir clockwise until your powder turns grass green...which should be four complete rotations, if you’ve got it fine enough.” Into his cauldron went the moths, and sure enough...within 4 stirs the potion had changed colour. He held up the spoon to show them. “Then add 100 grams of your bouncing bulb and stir just enough to incorporate it. Turn down the heat, and set your timer for thirty minutes.” Yes, thirty minutes. Which was a long time, and that meant they had some more time to work on those cutting skills. No point having them all sitting there twiddling their thumbs. He appreciated some would want to make notes, but he didn’t expect them to write down everything when it was in their textbook. Writing up a full report would be their homework. He raised his voice over the sound of bubbling cauldrons. “You may start to carve your pumpkin if you wish. I suggest using either a carefully controlled diffindo, or a small knife from your potions kit.” Up to them how fancy they wanted to make the design. Quote: Originally Posted by Recipe so far... Pompion Potion Ingredients: 2 cups pumpkin innards, densely packed (sorted so no seeds) 3 flitterby moths 100g fresh bouncing bulb, stunned if necessary 4g fresh foxglove (Digitalis purpurea) flowers, petals only 10 fresh pumpkin seeds Instructions: 1.Use diffindo to cut open the pumpkin. 2. Using a metal spoon, scoop out the innards, pulling out the seeds and putting to one side. 3. Put two densely packed cups of pumpkin innards in the bottom your cauldron with a cup of water. Set over medium heat. 4. Whilst waiting for the cauldron to come to a light simmer, grind 3 dried flitterby moths to a fine powder in your pestle and mortar. Add these to the cauldron and stir clockwise until the contents turns grass green (4 complete stirs should do the trick). 5. Stun your bouncing bulb. Peel off the purple skin, and chop finely with a silver knife. Weigh out 100g. Add to your cauldron and stir enough to incorporate. 6. Let your potion simmer for 30 minutes. You may carve your pumpkin whilst you wait. SPOILER!!: Ronan, Jessa and Finn 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 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. Quote: Originally Posted by Finn 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? And he’d just finished that when he heard a thud. His gaze first lingered on the Ravenclaw Prefect, and then the workstation beside her, when a certain annoyance of a Gryffindor had been sitting. Had been the important word, since he was now...on the floor. If Jessa had thought that taking her badge off would change anything, anything, then she was wrong. Noble didn’t give a griffin’s claws that she had a badge, it was more her continuing to ignore what he’d demonstrated and doing it her way. Clearly the girl thought she had nothing to learn and that her way - the lazy way, might he add - was best. Which is why he very nearly swept the girl aside when she got to Ronan first and asked about smelling salts. The girl who apparently had to use magic for everything was suggesting a 13th century solution the Gryffindor wouldn’t actually be able to breathe in. She had dealt with the blood though, so he’d give her that. Strewth. Apparently the boy hadn’t been exaggerating about his pumpkin allergy. As far as Noble could see, he still hadn’t even started a brew. This was exactly what he DIDN’T need right now. Pulling his wand from his robes, he levitated over a small container containing the magical equivalent of an EpiPen as he squatted down on the stone floor. Catching it in his right hand, he now used his wand. “Rennervate.” So, no, Finn, he wasn't planning to use the smelling salts for the moment. __________________ Last edited by hermygirl; 01-13-2018 at 03:23 AM.