 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
One, two, three, four, five slow counterclockwise stirs were completed before the flame was set on medium. While waiting for the contents to heat for ten minutes, Jude took the time to clean up his workstation and to reorganise his equipment and ingredients. He constantly glanced over at Keighley to ensure she was okay and at Evan to be sure he hadn’t combusted spontaneously into an alpaca. But things were peaceful so far which was a good thing.
Ten minutes now passed, a bit of powdered common rue was added before the stirring commenced. Jude took a deep breath, moving his arms really quickly and keeping his gaze on the time. Indeed his arms started to hurt like three minutes in. They might have hurt much earlier if the Puff didn’t use his arms a lot in all the dancing he did. But the five minute he got while the cauldron heated on high flame helped to soothe them.
“Felixempra!” Cue the eight-like wand womevement. Immediately, everything in the cauldron turned gold. |