 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Oh.
So that’s why the stems were braided. In her interpretation, this was a rather symbolic move. But it did answer her question even if she remained a little skeptical about the reason. She nodded a thank-you to Noble before jotting down her reply. Then she got back to work.
Three springs of valerian roots… ah, there they were. Claudine grabbed them and they were added to the cauldron. The burner was adjusted so that the heat went up. All the while, her keen gaze was on the lookout for the bubbles and the moment they appeared, the sopophorous bean was added. Now, she missed the moment her potion changed colours as she had been looking at Noble but upon looking back at the cauldron, she was delighted to take in this change. Claudine quickly picked up her stirring rod and stirred seven times, clockwise. She hoped she was brisk enough. Nevertheless, the colour now was pale blue-grey. The flame was put out, and her notes were updated as the cooling went on for three minutes.
The timer went off before she knew it. Wand substituted for the quill, the second year mirrored Noble’s actions as best as she could: flat wrist, the sweeping movement and calm. |