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"What is it now Jarod? We are not far enough in the potion for you to have screwed up already." She said and then looked up at the student. "And why are you there? you need to sit between Miss Flores and Miss Shepard."
"I said lost, not died." She said and frowned at the prefect... this was going to make the students concentrate less on the potion and more on the feelings of sadness for the Phoenix. "The male Phoenix was sold and shipped to another country. And tell me Prefect, how often do you think this potion is made? No one wants to become their toddler self... if they do they will find it easier to use polyjuice potion and take a hair of a child. It is because of this ingredient, it isn't as frequently made as an aging potion which does not contain phoenix tears." She smiled at the boy.
"Now let's continue with the potion." she said and took two lacewing flies. "These are of the blue variety, because blue is the colour of youth." She added them to the potion. "Stir twice clockwise and five times counter clockwise." She said and demonstrated.
"I'm sorry professor, I forgot." he lied. Eli clumsily gathered his things to go sit with Them.
Dammit. "But about the milk- is the leech juice meant to curdle it? Also, about the phoenix tears..." he carried ingredients over to between the she-snakes, putting his things on one of their desks. He wasn't sure which was which, Flores or Shepard.
"Because you can't get 'em unless you have a phoenix or like, you get them on the black market or something, and even then probably you can't get them unless you're a --" DARK WITCH? Ohhhh! A teacher like LaFlame probably did deal in black market junk. She was probably a dark witch like from when Voldemort's days,she was probably even old enough that she was one of Voldy's moldy oldies, and just kept herself young with this. very. potion! Probably she even had a phoenix she tortured on the side for its tears! Maybe she sold them and that was why they were so easy for her to get, and why she was being so weird and cagey and scary about them and her story didn't really make any much sense! She was probably going to kill the poor Slytherin Prefect after class for asking about her source, exposing dark dealings and getting their suspicion up. The Notorious DeathEater LaFlame should be in Azkaban for sure!
The purple haired kid gulped, realizing that he had stopped mid-sentence all awkward-like.
"Anyway-- my tutor? this summer? says that sometimes if you can't get one thing, sometimes another will do. Like we made a boil-cure potion and we had no nettles, but my tutor let me use bog-burrs and that worked just almost as good. Not all the way, but close." He shrugged.
"If we didn't have access to--" your evil dark witch potions cupboard full of evil witchery he thought--
"to phoenix tears, like you do, is there anything we could substitute or will it blow up in our faces or make us grow an extra arm or something?"
An extra arm would be useful, now that he thought about it. especially when carrying all your stupid supplies to the she-snakes' desks.