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sweetpinkpixie · 01-14-2018, 01:54 PM

Yes yes he kneeeew Zoryn. Why did she think he was being so extra meticulous with his notes? Though he knew that wouldn't entirely make up for her having to clean two pumpkins and, well, whatever other potion prep she was working while he helped out the first year - Zoryn could not be appeased with pure academia and anyone who thought otherwise did not understand the Gryffindor - he figured it was a start. Hopefully she wouldn't ask for anything, er, awkward in addition with this owing thing.

But he also needed to take a moment to point out the RELIEF he felt when the professor mentioned DRIED moths...but he still had follow up questions to that. Them being a part of his standard potions kit did not, you know, guarantee collection processes and such...but he would let that rest for now. Particularly since his thoughts were currently occupied elsewhere.

And it was a PARTICULARLY good thing he happened to not hear what the professor said about slipping something unknowingly into another's drink. The words of the likes of Levi Kenning and Dora Umbridge ringing LOUDLY in the fourth year's mind.

Just as one situation was handled and Derf turned from the sink to return to his seat and get back to his own potion brewing instead of leaving it all to Zoryn, something ELSE happened and suddenly Ronan was on the floor - bleeding - and it was like he was that 11-year-old standing in that cold, dead, corridor all over again hearing that Abey and Simon had been taken by the Monster. Derf did not know how long he was standing there for and it wasn't until the distinct voice of the Healer that he came to, somewhat. His blue eyes instantly darted around the room for the ONE thing that could pull him from his spiral - Abey. Alive and (arguably) well. With Junia.

And then the Hufflepuff took a much needed breath - kinda loudly so he sorta GASPED in the middle of the classroom with oxygen rushing back to his head and making him dizzy enough that HE could have passed out - and took several shaky steps back to his station.

"Back," he said exhaustedly, offering Zoryn a tiiiiired smile before surveying what all she had done. "Thanks...for all...you know," he murmured as he waved his hand over all the stuff she had done.

He did not even hear the professor's question, his eyes trained between the Healer and Ronan and...well...trying to figure out where he needed to pick up on his own instructions to complete his potion with some level of diligence. But in all honesty, this was not going to end well. It was not easy to pull himself out of that particular spiral and his features were looking a bit more pale than usual as he distractedly added the powdered flitterby moths to his cauldron and picked up his spoon to stir - counterclockwise and certainly more than four times since his eyes were locked in on what was happening with Ronan. Grass green? Naaaaaaaah...looked a whole lot more like split pea soup.

He still needed to tend to his bulb...but presently the fourth year was too busy stirring...and staring...staring and stirring.

SPOILER!!: notes

01-14-2018, 01:54 PM	#234 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,903 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	major catch up ss whaa face astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Yes yes he kneeeew Zoryn. Why did she think he was being so extra meticulous with his notes? Though he knew that wouldn't entirely make up for her having to clean two pumpkins and, well, whatever other potion prep she was working while he helped out the first year - Zoryn could not be appeased with pure academia and anyone who thought otherwise did not understand the Gryffindor - he figured it was a start. Hopefully she wouldn't ask for anything, er, awkward in addition with this owing thing. But he also needed to take a moment to point out the RELIEF he felt when the professor mentioned DRIED moths...but he still had follow up questions to that. Them being a part of his standard potions kit did not, you know, guarantee collection processes and such...but he would let that rest for now. Particularly since his thoughts were currently occupied elsewhere. And it was a PARTICULARLY good thing he happened to not hear what the professor said about slipping something unknowingly into another's drink. The words of the likes of Levi Kenning and Dora Umbridge ringing LOUDLY in the fourth year's mind. Just as one situation was handled and Derf turned from the sink to return to his seat and get back to his own potion brewing instead of leaving it all to Zoryn, something ELSE happened and suddenly Ronan was on the floor - bleeding - and it was like he was that 11-year-old standing in that cold, dead, corridor all over again hearing that Abey and Simon had been taken by the Monster. Derf did not know how long he was standing there for and it wasn't until the distinct voice of the Healer that he came to, somewhat. His blue eyes instantly darted around the room for the ONE thing that could pull him from his spiral - Abey. Alive and (arguably) well. With Junia. And then the Hufflepuff took a much needed breath - kinda loudly so he sorta GASPED in the middle of the classroom with oxygen rushing back to his head and making him dizzy enough that HE could have passed out - and took several shaky steps back to his station. "Back," he said exhaustedly, offering Zoryn a tiiiiired smile before surveying what all she had done. "Thanks...for all...you know," he murmured as he waved his hand over all the stuff she had done. He did not even hear the professor's question, his eyes trained between the Healer and Ronan and...well...trying to figure out where he needed to pick up on his own instructions to complete his potion with some level of diligence. But in all honesty, this was not going to end well. It was not easy to pull himself out of that particular spiral and his features were looking a bit more pale than usual as he distractedly added the powdered flitterby moths to his cauldron and picked up his spoon to stir - counterclockwise and certainly more than four times since his eyes were locked in on what was happening with Ronan. Grass green? Naaaaaaaah...looked a whole lot more like split pea soup. He still needed to tend to his bulb...but presently the fourth year was too busy stirring...and staring...staring and stirring. SPOILER!!: notes Pompion Potion turns the drinker's head into pumpkin; brewing time of 50 minutes 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. ✔ thanks Zoryn 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. ✔ thanks Zoryn 5. Add these to the cauldron and stir clockwise until the contents turns grass green (4 complete stirs should do the trick).✔ 6. 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. 7. Let your potion simmer for 30 minutes. You may carve your pumpkin whilst you wait. __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes