After the 5 minutes were up, Fancy decided that she would simply have to wait until Professor Branxton described the potion in more detail before she would know if it was correct. He hadn't told her specifically that her's was wrong, and considering that the fumes had caused her to sneeze a few moments earlier, she was guessing that she was at least on the right track. If she had done something wrong, maybe there would be a possibility to rebrew it. With that determination, Fancy extinguished the fire underneath her cauldron and then placed the cauldron at another spot on her desk, waiting for it to cool. She stared attentively at Professor Branxton, awaiting to learn more about the potion she had just made.

OOC: Unfortunately, my bed is calling me. I have to go to work at 9 am. I will return tomorrow!