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Apollo had been fairly quiet throughout the potions lesson thus far. It wasn't really anything against Professor Varma; she seemed nice, except weirdly enough he still wasn't entirely sure which professors could be trusted. It wasn't her fault, but well, his first year at Hogwarts, his head of house had been an imposter and a cult leader with extremist views. While he knew he could speak without repercussions this year, he still felt traumatized by the experience enough to be listening more than speaking. Which was something ironically enough his teachers prior to Hogwarts would have LOVED for him to do.
Moving pictures!!! OKAY, this was definitely points to Professor Varma because moving pictures were WAY COOL. So brewing the potion... a task that Apollo actually didn't struggle too poorly with. Sure he wasn't his cousin when it came to potion brewing, but he wasn't half bad when he focused on it, which was something he had grown into a lot more. Using aguamenti, the second year filled his cauldron with water and cast incendio to light the flame under his cauldron. So far, so good. Two cups of elf-made vinegar... hopefully no elves harmed in the making of the vinegar? While that was simmering, he took his three dransul leaves and made a note on his parchment to research more information about what exactly Dransul leaves were and where did they come from, anyway, he proceeded to crush them up until they were liquidy??? Weird, but okay. Taking a dropper, he added three drops of the now liquid dransul leaves to his cauldron and stirred .... to his left three times. He drew a circle in the air with his finger to remind himself which way was counter-clockwise.
Three billywig stingers later and the potion darkened to burgundy color. Pointing his wand at the potion, he moved it in a spiral, "Agitarium" Not realizing he'd mispronounced it. And one snargaluff pod and a glacius to extinguish the flame. So he guessed he was done ... the color seemed okay, but it didn't seem to be moving?? He frowned, jostling his cauldron slightly and sure enough the liquid moved within which wasn't do any spells... but hey, it was moving. Just not without an exterior force, but hopefully it was okay????
While his potion was thickening, Apollo grabbed one of the film camera and considered his options. He grabbed a feather boa and a party hat and a mustache on a stick, donning the hat and boa, holding the mustache up and snapped a selfie, hoping it would be something completely silly and fun. Where was Isabella? He wanted a picture with her too, but maybe later. For now just the one picture would work. He took his camera and cauldron into the darkroom, placing the film negative from his camera into the enlarging machine thing and pressed the button. Waiting for it and then seconds later he had a photo paper. He placed it into his developing solution and waited ... trying his best to count off to 120 seconds but may have been longer... or shorter... counting was hard!!!! Once it seemed to be long enough, Apollo rinsed his photo paper in water and hung it out to dry. He could see an image forming .... but it didn't seem to be moving. Maybe that would come?? Or maybe the mispronounced incantation had affected his photos ability to move? Could it be corrected after the fact?? Or did he have to start the whole process over?
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