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Former Professor Valon Kazimeriz
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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr  As much as Jake didn't like Kaz, and as much as he knew Kaz hated him, Jake liked doing potions. They recquired fierce concentration, which allowed him to hyperfocus, work in a solitary way... he just liked the whole structured point of them.
Armed with a piece of parchment which detailed the instructions and ingredients of a fever-reducing potion that he'd found... somewhere, Jake went over to a work-station of his own... keeping a firm eye on whatever was going on with Tibi. That little guy was Jake's best friend; he'd do anything for him, including shielding him from the train that was Kazi.
Soooooo, setting out the equipment and stuff, everything he needed, with a view to cleaning it again before he started, Jake glanced at Kaz, knowing he needed a favour from him.
SIIIIIGH.
Jake grabbed up his little list and approached the tall old man, not nervous... but rather... worried that Kaz would say or do something that would make him lose his temper.
So far, Jake had seen that Tibi was like... all swellededed up... but maybe that... was fair.
Of course, if Jake was in that situation, he'd disagree, and he knew it.
"Puhh-profffessor," Jake began, standing right up by the dude and waiting for him acknowledge him. "I nuhh-need your hhhelp with something." "Certainly, Mr. Upstead... How may I be of assistance?" his eyes narrowed as he looked over to the boy, immediately suspicious. Quote:
Originally Posted by Ivy Nienna Ivory's eyes opened wide in astonishment as the professor lifted her hand like a perfect gentleman. Enchanted...did he say she was?
Immediaty her respect for this man increased in tenfold as she remembered her grandmother ranting about how there were no mannered men anymore and how she rarely felt respected for the woman she was. She'd have to write to her about a certain professor...and soon.
Her nervousness almost all gone now that most of the pleasantries were out of the way, Ivory smiled at the questions.
"Oh no, sir. No sloppyness will be seen on my part....at least," she admitted with a sheepish smile, "not intentionally."
"I must admit I've only ever read about the theory and process behind it and of course the cardinal rules and what not," As she said this, a slight crease formed between her eyebrows as she remembered how she'd had to copy them down 15 times each for her Grandmother...oh what a boring day that had been."But I've never actually made a potion by myself."
Subconcious now, she looked down at her feet before shyly glancing up again in a hopeful way. "I can stir though, anyway which way; You name it I can stir it and... without spilling a drop too"
Somehow it seemed important to play up her virtues to this man albeit well the quite pathetic ones that he probably thought were ridicules. But no matter...she would prove herself a worthy student.
"I was hoping to change that today," she continued. "Not stirring, although I'm sure I will, but not having made one alone, I'd like to give it a shot...?"
Quickly before he could answer, she ran back to her books picking out one and running back to stand right before him.
"I'd like to try....," she mused in a breathy voice."...this one!"
Opening the book to one of the first potions, she turned the book so that he could see which one she meant.
SPOILER!!: Page out of Magical Drafts and Potions
Aging Potion
Use and Effects: Self-explanatory
Ingredients:
*Prune Juice (10 mL)
*Hairy Fungus (2 g, mashed)
*Tortoise Shell (2 g, powdered)
*Caterpillar (5 g, sliced)
*Bat Tongue (1, diced)
Instructions:
1) Prepare all ingredients as listed in the ingredients list, weighing and measuring each carefully.
2) Slowly heat the red wine and prune juice and begin stirring clockwise until you can just see bubbles starting to form. (The mixture will be dark purple/brown)
3) Immediately add the Hairy Fungus and continue to stir clockwise for ten minutes. (The mixture will slowly fade to a lighter purple/brown)
4) Continuing to stir clockwise, add the tortoise shell. (The mixture will be a creamy color)
5) After eight minutes, remove the cauldron from the heat and add the caterpillar and bat tongue, making sure to continue to stir the solution in a clockwise motion.
6) As the potion cools, it will turn milky white. Once it is completely cooled (about fifteen to twenty minutes), you may cease your clockwise stirring and dispense the potion into appropriate vials for storage.
Her eyes traveled back and forth between the page on the book and Professor Kazimeriz, a hesitant smile on her face. Would he say that it was impossible for someone who had just read all the books and hadn't even practiced the art besides stirring...that she should just leave out of his sight. Or would he just silently shake his heads in that horrible way adults had of making you feel completely inadequate. Maybe he would just glare at her pointedly until she broke...Oh no, she thought. What if she broke. What if she started crying like the little first year she was and just break down and make him never want to teach kids again. What if...
Licking her lips in anticipation, she began to speak.
"It's alright I mean if you think I shouldn't but," It was at this point that she decided that if she was told she couldn't she would pester him until she could. It was something that as an eleven year old she could do quite nicely. Pester.
She now stood straight, her feet firmly planted and her eyes stared determinedly at the Professor.
"But I really think I can." Her voice came out confident and respectful but scared at the same time. "I've read and reread all the safety precautions so I'll be real careful, and I know to clean all of my equipment meticulously before and after and well I love to write so documenting everything is just second nature...and...and," She took a deep breath, my how talking quickly took the wind out of you. "I believe I know my ingredients well enough that I can do this...that is if you'd allow me that privilege?" The last part trailed off in a question.
Big wide eyes stared at Professor Kazimeriz intently. All her family had always told her that her eyes were like an open book, that they spoke volumes more than her words did...and considering she spoke quite a lot to begin with that was saying something. So there she stood, eyes saying please, please, please, please, please.
Kazimeriz smiled at the girl, utterly charmed. She could stir 'any which way'-- adorable! He nodded to her. "You may absolutely try this potion; if you find you have any questions or trouble, you just let me know and I shall advise you." He glanced again at the potion; it was a simple one, and so there was no reason she could not succeed. "Do be careful to mash the fungus thoroughly for best effect and stir thoroughly after the bat tongue; the more vigorously you stir it during that last step, the more potent your potion will be." He tipped her a grandfatherly wink and moved on to assist the next student. Quote:
Originally Posted by luna_severus_26 Nicoletta nodded her head politely and smiled. "Of course sir." He has no idea. she thought. Nicoletta ruffled through the pages of her potions book. Boil cure but no boil inducing. she shook her head. Phyre! she thought angrily. A swelling solution ought to work. Let's hope I can make it. She layed the book open on the table to the page on swelling solutions.
Nicoletta searched through the list for what she'd need. Pufferfish eyes! she exclaimed in her head. She'd just have to deal with it. She pulled on her gloves and grabbed the ingrediants from the storage cabinet. Careful not to spill anything, Nicoletta followed the instructions. Simmering and stirring the potion. As she added the pufferfish eyes, the potion clouded over on top so that she couldn't see the top of her cauldron. Apparently it was supposed to do this.
She waited for the steam to leave as the book said and continued on with the potion. Upon finishing, Nicoletta asked Professor Kazimeriz sheepishly, "How'd I do?" Kazimeriz evaluated the work. "Excellent work, Miss Davis. The clouding effect is a sign of a good quality swelling solution. Of course, perhaps we should ask the opinion of one of your classmates..." Kazimeriz glanced at Pryce. "Pryce is an expert on swelling solutions; it is the reason he is serving detention in this lab." Quote:
Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe Tiberius looked down at the ingredients and the knife. This was going to be the hard part. Tibi poked at the knife with a fat finger. How was he supposed to hold that? He closed his eyes, trying to think. Simply picking up the knife wasn't going to work. There'd be no way to close his fingers around it.
Opening his eyes, Tibi was struck by inspiration. Pushing the knife to the end of the table with the edge of one hand, he kept at it until the handle of the knife hung over the edge. Placing his index finger on one side of the handle, and his middle on the other, he squeezed them tight and lifted so that that knife handle was held securely in the 'v' between his fingers, the very end of the handle pressing against his palm for support. Balling his hand into a fist best he could, the knife stuck up from it like a finger.
That would have to do.
Using his free hand to push the daisy roots to him, he took a deep breath. Putting the blade to the roots proved difficult and his chop was more of a 'squish' but the roots did end up in smaller pieces, so that would have to do.
Passing over the shrivelfig for a moment, Tibi turned to the caterpillar. This time, rather than pressing with the blade, he sawed back and forth like he might a loaf of bread, trying to separate it into even slices.
Slices? Maybe. Even? maybe. Smaller pieces? Sure.
Tibi frowned, incredibly frustrated. Putting down the knife, he opted to try to peel the shrivelfig by hand, his fat fingers fumbling clumsily. He thought to get a nail under the skin and then peel that way, but as he tried to hold it steady, he applied too much pressure and the ingredient flew out of his hand and across the room.
Right at Kazimeriz. Quote:
Originally Posted by Zoerawrr Having been watching Tibi out of the corner of his gaze, Jake was thinking that maybe it was a bit cruel to make him do that... And dangerous.
Which... was proved when something came flyyyyying towards the man...
Not good.
Forgetting the man could probably stop it with magic, Jake shot out his hand straight away with his cat-like reflexes and snatched it out of the air.
Ahem... Well, problem solved. But would he still be mad that Tibi let it fly in the first place.
Either way, Jake just pretended nothing had happened. Better that way. Kazimeriz saw the shrivelfig fly toward him, but Upstead's reflexes were fast- faster than his own, as much as it pained him to admit it to himself. "Thank you, Upstead." he said stiffly. Quote:
Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe Tibi's eyes were wide as he watched the shrivelfig fly through the air and be plucked from it by Jake. He smiled, gratefully but hesitantly, seeing his friend.
But back to work! Tibi looked down at his station, grateful that he had grabbed extra of everything. The water was beginning to boil and a bit of panic set in. He had to get this thing peeled and everything in before there was no more water left! Frantically picking at the shrivelfig with his thumb nail, he picked away most of the peel. But only most.
Nevertheless, Tiberius put his hand palm up along the edge of the workstation and pushed the chopped (mauled?) daisy roots into his hand and threw them in the cauldron. Then he threw in the shrivelfig. And then he repeated his push-maneuver with the too-slimy, too-mushy, squished instead of sliced, caterpillar. It felt strange against his skin, his hand too fat for gloves. Throwing them into the cauldron as well, Tiberius grabbed the stirring rod between two fingers and began his two minutes of stirring.
He rolled his fat tongue around in his mouth, looking up occasionally, beads of sweat on his forehead. What if he didn't make the potion right? Would Kazi leave him like this??
Releasing the rod at the end of two minutes, Tibi dragged a caterpillar-ick covered hand across his forehead to wipe the sweat without realizing it until the goo was smeared in his hairline. He followed his shoulders forward and hung his head.
Almost done... almost done..
Tibi pinched a rat spleen between two fingers and then dropped it into the palm of his hand, before tipping it into the cauldron. Finally, he shakily picked up the leech juice. Holding it over the cauldron, his hand trembled as he tipped the phial slightly and the juice splashed in. Was that a dash? Was that more than a dash?
Tibi put the phial down and gave the cauldron a stir as it set to simmer for the next 30 minutes. It was a waiting game now. "What do you think, Pryce? Does Miss Davis' swelling solution appear correct to you?" Kazimeriz asked, smirking. "Do come and have a look; your potion needs to simmer anyway." Yes, apparently Tiberius Pryce was now Kazimeriz's personal Teacher's Aide on Tuesdays. Lucky boy.
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