 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
A little strange?
It was a lot strange, and perhaps it would have been nice to know before they got down to brewing. Still, better late than never, right? Ary nodded to Adara in response to her, grateful for her quickly clearing up things. He went back to his tasks, moving on to chop the three alihotsy leaves with his knife. The pieces were then added to the cauldron. He picked up his stirrer and began stirring slowly, taking his time as instructed. What frustrated him was that the instructions did not specify which direction it should be stirred and for how long. So, Ary stirred counterclockwise for a minute then withdrew the stirrer.
Already Ary had lost faith in brewing this potion so at this point, he really did not care if it came out correctly. Which was why he rolled his eyes at the instructions and like Sloane, skipped over the instructing of sniggering. Instead, he went right on to grind up the four Billywig wings in the mortar. That was added to the cauldron. Finally, the second year stirred counterclockwise for a minute.
With the instructions completed, he was able to spare some attention to Sloane. Like her, his voice was quiet. “That’s nice. I like spending time with my dads on my birthday. Was yours nice with your moms?” While he spoke, he cleaned up his workstation, putting any spills and pieces of leaves in one corner. Keeping a clean workstation helped him focus. “Yep, I was.” |