"No Professor Branxton" Rave said with a smile

Linnea shook her head and waited for the go ahead to try it out

Fancy was excited that she was going to be able to try out her potion, although she never had liked the idea of testing her own potions on herself. However adept she was in potions, there was always a chance that something could go wrong. But, her potion did look as Professor Branxton had described it, so some of Fancy's fears ebbed away. She patiently waited for their professor to give them permission to test their potions.

Harmony looked confidently at her potion and nodded. She wasn't afraid to try it on herself, for if the Professor knew it was safe, then she should'nt have any fear of it.

"Very well, if there are no questions, you may begin your experimentation," Professor Branxton said after seeing no one had any questions. He opened up one of desk drawers and removed a stack of papers. He flipped through them, glancing up often to ensure the class was still in order and no one was having problems.

Chris wrote drew some more notes, mainly of a potion and people sneezing, and drew a indepth human body with the potion inside. He looked around to see what other people where doing. "Professor, what happens if you potion is just alittle off?" he asked him nervisly, as his potion was a tad darker then what he described.

Julie placed a small amount of the potion she brewed on her hands. Hoping this will not make her feel miserable, she waited to see the effects.

Few seconds later nothing happened, after a minute Julie started sneezing "Achew Achew Achew Achew Achew" She tried to gasp for some air, this potion was really strong she can barely breathe from all the sneezing "Achew Achew Achew".

This continued for a few minutes then the sneezing intervals elongated "Achew.. Achew.. Achew... Achew.. Achew". This was better thinking to herself atleast i can breathe like a normal witch again.
A minute or two after, Julie was still sneezing her head felt big from all the sneezing.
She couldn't handle the pressure anymore, I can feel my jaws banging together!.
After she couldn't tolerate it no more, she ran towards the sink in the front of class and washed her hands aggressively with water and soap, then she washed her face.
She only sneezed once or twice, statisfied that the sneezing stopped she walked back to her bench and sat on her stool, checking the other students especially Romey.

Romy looked at Julie with eyes wide open, she saw her sneezing and it doesen't stop how can I help her? Romy thought but at this moment she saw Julie running to the sink and than it was better.

Romy opend up her phial and smelled at it. But ... nothing happened. Her face fell. She turned to Julie and then she started sneezing. She was happy that the potion was good but her nose feld big as an apple. She rummaged in her bookbag and found a handkerchief. She put her face in her hands and after a while she stopped sneezing.
Wow now I know how it feels if someone has sneezed his brain out she tought and grin to Julie.

Linnea nodded and dipped a bare finger into the potion, as one would do with hot wax, careful not to inhale any. It didn't take long for the potion to take effect and she was soon sneezing. Several minutes later she stopped, eyes somewhat watery from sneezing so much. She reached into her pocket with the hand she hadn't used to test the potion and pulled out a handkerchief which she used to dry her eyes. She sat back and waited for the finishing of class.

Emma sipped a bit of her potion and waited for a sneeze. She felt a tingling in her nose and started sneezing. After a few minutes it stopped. Emma was grateful she'd only taken a small sip.

Fancy took the stirring rod from the cooled potion sitting in the cauldron in front of her. She dabbed a little bit of the yellowish-brown concoction on her forearm and almost immediately felt a tickling sensation in her nose.

"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!" Fancy began to sneeze, not loudly, but continuously. Through the sneezes, she couldn't help but laugh. She was happy that she had made the potion correctly and she couldn't help but wonder all the wonderful practical jokes she could play on people with this potion. Not that she would, though. Fancy wasn't the type to use the potions she learned against others as a joke. It was too dangerous. But it would be funny.

After a minute or so of sneezing, Fancy began to get light-headed. She walked up to the sink in the front of the classroom, which already had a few people around it. Fancy found an empty space and squeezed through so she could have access to it. She put some soap on the spot where the potion was applied and began to scrub furiously to get the potion off. After a few minutes of scrubbing, Fancy could feel the tickling sensation in her nose disappear and she could finally breathe properly again. She took a few deep breaths to get the oxygen to return to her brain. She walked back to her desk and awaited the instructions of Professor Branxton for what to do next.

"I've already taken the liberty of looking over your potions. All of them are satisfactory. The only difference you might find is that the potion is weaker," he answered, reassuringly.

Ozzy extracted his wand and jabbed it towards a small metal basin. "Agumenti!" He muttered and watched as the small stream of water filled the basin up, he murmured the counter spell, tucked his wand away and picked up his small eyedropper like tool and dipped it into his cauldron, he measured a small amount of the concoction and allowed a single drop to fall in the palm of his left hand, so that the potion would absorb faster.

He extracted a handkerchief from his cloak pocket with his right hand and waited a few moments. As his nose twitched, he placed the cloth to it as sneezed quite a few times. When he'd had enough and was slightly gasping for air he vigorously washed his left hand in the basin, after a few moments the effects of the potion stopped and the pressure in his sinuses was greatly reduced. He took a few deep breaths of air and tucked the handkerchief into the breast pocket of his Emerald cloak then extracted his wand once more. "Evanesco!" He muttered and waved his wand over the metal basin. The water vanished and he once again placed his wand back into his wand pocket in his cloak.
"Well at least I now know I did my potion right." He muttered, grinned and busied himself with straightening up his work area a bit.

Sabrina leaned away from the potion, careful not to inhale any. She tenatatively placed a bit on her hand. The effect was almost immediate. She began sneezing like the time that she had hay fever. "Achoo, Achoo, Achoo!." Her eyes began watering and after a few minutes the sneezing began to subside.

She searched around in her bag for her embroidered handkerchief and wiped her eyes, happy that it worked. Taking a few deep breaths and shaking her head to clear her sinuses, she looked around, seeing quite a few people around the sink. She grinned, thinking that perhaps their potion had been a tad too strong.

Rave put one drop of her potion on her hand and almost instantly started to sneeze. After 5 or so minutes the sneezing stopped but just to be safe she walked to the front of the class and washed her hands.

Professor Branxton carefully monitored the students' experimentation and when each had tested their potion and recovered fromt he effects he stood up. "Excellent lesson, class. That will be all for today so, please pack up your things and you are dismissed. Feel free to speak with me after class if you have any questions and the homework assignment is on the board," he said, waving his wand iwth a flourish at the chalfboard.

Fancy cleaned up the remainder of her Potions supplies and began piling everything into her bag. She lifted her bag onto her shoulder and as she was walking out of the classroom, she called to Professor Branxton.

"Goodbye, Professor. Thanks for a great class!" Fancy exited to the classroom and headed for the comfort of the Slytherin Common Room.

Ozzy wrote down the Homework assignment in his Potions notebook, then extracted his wand. "Evanesco!" He muttered waving his wand above his cauldron. When he had cleaned his work area, tools and tucked his cauldron away, he placed his potion store kit along with his tools, notebook, quill and ink bottles into his bag, rose to his feet and slung his backpack over his right shoulder. He made his way over to Professor Braxton. "Great class Professor, it was enjoyable." He said and gave the Professor a quick smile before walking to the door and slipping behind it.