Valentine looked up from her cauldron, watching it cool. Someone was talking to her. A Gryffindor boy seemed to be done his potion too. She smiled kindly at him. "Hello, Valentine Ammadon." She introduced herself to him as she introduced herself to everyone else.

Finally, Copernicus could remove the whole cauldron from the heat, and he left it to cool. There was a lot of down time in this class, and he was really wishing that Plymouth was closer. Or.. anyone, really.

Livvy set the phial of lotion on the table staring at it. While every now and then, checking on her potion. It was rather boring right now. She looked up at Copernicus who was a little bit near her. "Hey. How's the potion coming along?" Livvy asked Copernicus.

"It's just cooling and then I can add the calendula," Copernicus gave her a thin smile. "How about yours? Does potions dry out your hands?" He noticed the quest lotion sitting out on the table.

Livvy smiled and nodded her head. "That's good. Mine's almost finished," she said, leaning in towards her cauldron to observe. So far so good. Livvy chuckled. "Yes. It's this condition I have. I need a lot of lotion otherwise my skin will dry out and peel off," Livvy said, grinning slightly.

"You have need of my questing services again?" Copernicus was slightly tickled by the fact that she was carrying the lotion around with her. "I still haven't chatted with Peeves, although I'm not sure how to prove that to you." He checked the potion. It was nearly cool, and he was set to add the calendula oil.

Livvy laughed and nodded her head. Copernicus. "Yes. I do. I sure could use some more lotion. Your questing service is the most reliable," she said, winking at him. "You'll find a way. I haven't seen Peeves a lot lately. He must be planning something big," Livvy said, looking at her potion and looking at what was next on the instructions.

Abby stirred her potion for five minutes and then added the shrivefig. It has stewed over a low flame for 30 minutes. She extinguishes the fire, and stirs it. Abby finds it difficult to stir her potion. It has the consistence of muggle wall paper paste. She looks over at Copernicus's potion. It doesn't look anything like hers. Abby raises her hand. Professo Bontecou, could you come here please? There's something wrong with my potion. I think it's thicker than it should be." Abby is so embarassed. Why did this have to happen with Copernicus so near.

Camira turned her head ask some guy spoke to her. And really, did he call her miss? "Oh. Well, kind of. It's doubling as a fragrance as well. I like to use lavender bath oils and lotion because it smells good and it's relaxing and so I figured that I might as well make this lavender as well", she said with a shrug and sheepish grin. Why she felt the need to delve into her hygienic process was beyond her. And she was she he didn't want or need to know all that either. "Oh, and please call me Camira. I hate "Miss". It makes me feel ancient."
Camira overheard a girl who seemed to be having potions issues. She couldn't help it. She had to go look. She quickly stirred the potion and doused the flame, her 30 minutes being up, and got up and walked over to the girl's potion. Oh wow. It was....ewww.

"Did you make sure to stir it in the opposite direction every minute on the dot. That could be what's wrong. Either that or you didn't let the wax melt completely", she said, eying the potion critically. Was it even salvageable?

"That's what I'm afraid of," Copernicus laughed quietly, his eyes on the cauldron. "Well, mine is cool. I'm going to put in the calendula now." He added each drop carefully, hoping to see a change to the consistency. It shouldn't change much, seeing as the oil was an additive and not necessary to the potency of the potion.

Livvy cocked her head and grinned. Okay... Livvy checked her potion too after Copernicus said his potion was cool. It seemed to be cool too. "Huh. I think mine is cooled off too," she said and began to add in the calendula oil too. Livvy observed each drop she added carefully. Well it didn't seem to change much. What was she expecting? For it to turn bright pink? Now THAT'S quite a sight. "How's yours looking?" Livvy asked, leaning towards Copernicus' cauldron.

"I think I did everything according to the direction. Maybe we should let Professor Bontecou check it out. Thank you for the help. By the way I'm Abby Wright." From this day forward to be know as the person who can't brew a simple potion correctly.

Ray looked at Abby how was having some trouble with her potion. He got up and made his way to Abby, his 30 minutes were over, he turned down the fire underneath his potion and lifted the cauldron slowly and placed it on his bench. wait till it's cool! Ray ordered himself as he turned back his attention to Abby. He got up from his place and moved towards Abby who was just two seats away from him.
"Psst!" he whispered when he was close to Abby. "What seems your problem??" Ray asked.

Camira nodded, feeling a bit bad that she couldn't help the girl. "Yes, I'm sure he'll be able to fix it", she said with once more glance at the potion. "Oh, and I'm Camira. Camira Yaxley." She looked over at her own table and and noted that steam was no longer rising out of her cauldron. It mmust have cooled. Perfect. "Well, I'd better go check on mine now. Mice to meet you. And good luck on your potion."

She walked back to her own table and quickly looked into the cauldron, half afraid she'd find a clumpy mess. Thankfully, she didn't. She carefully added the calendula oil, and then, still stirring, the drops of lavender. A slow grin spread across her point and the air around her filled with the scent of lavender. It was perfect.

"It looks like potion," Copernicus said helplessly. 'I have no idea what it should look like, so..." He scooped a bit up in a phial. "Maybe we ought to test it on... something." Or someone.

Livvy grinned and looked at hers. It seemed... like potion too. How was it supposed to look like? Hopefully it was right. She snickered. "Too bad Plymouth isn't near us right now. We could test it on his ear hair."

"Yes," Copernicus agreed, and then dropped his voice. "Or we could test it on Newell's wig. I'm just saying."

He held his phial up to the light and then gave it a sniff. Ugh. Not exactly fruity lotion.

Livvy chortled and slapped her hand to her mouth. Good thing Cale was no where near them. Otherwise he'd be protecting his hair. Was it fake? It was a way to test it. "Good idea. It's a way to find out if he's wearing a wig or not. Poor Cale," Livvy said, snickering softly.

She grinned when Copernicus made a face and looked at her potion. Well she best be doing something. Slacker! Livvy began to pour her lotion into a phial, carefully. Once she was finished, she put the cap on and studied it. "Huh. It is a work of art."

"Yes, actually that would be a suitale substitute. Of course you don't actually need the oil at all so, if you had neither you could just do without," he smiled and began circuiting the room.

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Raising her hand "Professor, does mine look okay," she asks, as she looks in her cauldron.

"That looks perfect. Excellent job."

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Barry then found the vial. It was slightly cracked, but a potion nontheless. He filled it up with potion and with a glance to ear-hair boy he asked "Professer, can we test it?"

"I do plan on testing at least one of them. We'll just need a volunteer. I'm not actually into getting rid of my leg hair and my back hasn't started to get hairy, yet," he winked.

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Once the potion had cooled completely she added the oils and then peered at the potion. Hmm...better check with the professor before putting it on her legs. "Excuse me Professor, but does this look right to you?"

He bent over the cauldron, gave it a sniff and examined it. "Not only does it look right, but it smells right. Great job."

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Abby stirred her potion for five minutes and then added the shrivefig. It has stewed over a low flame for 30 minutes. She extinguishes the fire, and stirs it. Abby finds it difficult to stir her potion. It has the consistence of muggle wall paper paste. She looks over at Copernicus's potion. It doesn't look anything like hers. Abby raises her hand. Professo Bontecou, could you come here please? There's something wrong with my potion. I think it's thicker than it should be." Abby is so embarassed. Why did this have to happen with Copernicus so near.

He moved over and gave it a little stir and nodded. "Looks like you got stiffed on the flobberworms. I'd add the juice from another one since it would appear one or more of yours were too small. Keep stirring as you have been for another 5 minutes and that should do it," he explained and then looked around at the class.


"So... anyone want to volunteer to be our guinea pig?"

Ooooh, the guinea pig! Camira definitely wanted to do that. She quickly raised her hand. "Oooh, please sir? Can I?"

"That would be the vanilla I added" Kayla said, she looooooved the smell of vanilla.

Upon hearing for a volunteer, Kayla immediately put up her hand...ah but Camira had beat her to it. Oh well maybe he would like two guinea pigs. "I don't mind being one either."

Leave it to Mystery Girl to roll his eyes at her whilst he was in the midst of squeezing his own flobberworms with his gloves. And of course she couldn't take him seriously with his remark about how she already did ask him something, but had to go and ask him something else.

At hearing her question though, the fifth year blinked, squeezing the flobberworm just a little too hard and it's guts spluttered everywhere - well at least on his robes and the countertop between him and Mystery Girl and maybe even a splotch on her robes as well.

"Um... sorry... err..." he gulped, nervously trying to see if he'd done anything wrong to his potion. Guess he'd probably need a little extra juice from a sixth worm. Her tone was so pleasant though and those forest green eyes were just ... Heaven.

"Sure... sure... but um, do you mind peeling and crushing my shrivelfig then? Just so save some time, you know?" Dom asked innocently enough, as he went back to squeezing flobberworms.

His were almost done and that meant just five more to do and then moving onto the stirring part.

Dominic then looked up from his juicing bit for a moment when he heard the young Potions Master speaking again and then asked for volunteers. Oh thank Merlin that Camira and Kayla volunteered. The last thing that Dominic Denton would want was for his hair to be removed! Yes, let one of the girls test it out to see that it was safe... or not.

How much time had she lost? Everyone seemed to be either done with their potions, or almost done with them, and she was nowhere near to be finished! Oh, perfect. Quickly, Willow read the instructions once again, and proceed to start doing her potion.

Or at least that's what she'd intended to do, for as soon as she was reading the last line of the instrucions once again, something that for some reason reminded her of jelly, landed on her perfectly clean robes.

Was that. . . was that part of the flobberworms? As in. . . the guts of it?

GROSS!

She took a deep breath, and reminded herself several times that they might be a chance that Weird Boy would do th flobberworms part for her. "That's--that's okay." Not really, but what else could she do? It wasn't like she was going to yell something at him in front of Bontecou. Besides, for some reason, she did not feel like yelling at him. Er. . .

"Really?" When Willow had asked him to squeeze her flobberworms, she had been expecting a quick No, but, well. . . he had agreed to do it. This boy was completely unpredictable--just like the rest of the male population. "Sure, I'll take care of the shrivelfig," she murmued absentmindedly, still slightly surprised, as she started to cut and peel the things.

Cut, and peel. Cut and peel. Cut and peel. . . And soon enough, after wrinkling her nose several times while she did so, Willow was done cutting the blasted shrivelfig for him. She had already cut hers, so there was no need to cut more than his potion would need.

Silently, she pushed the now cut and peeled shrivelfig closer to him. Professor Bontecou was speaking now, and she didn't want to get in trouble. Though she could not help but to smirk a little when Kayla Winters and some other girl offered themselves as guinea pigs. Well, if they ended up without a hair in their bodies, they would definitely find out if the potion worked or not.

Plymouth was quiet for a long time up at the front of the room. He was making HARD CORE notes on every little thing he did. This was just a potion to everyone else -- this was his SAVIOR. This.. THIS was how he got rid of the ear hair! This was it. And if he messed up, he wanted notes on how to do it right when he tried again.

Because he'd try again. He'd DIE trying!


So. Finally, Plymouth plugged up his vial and sat it down. He moved around it, studying, making more notes about the color and texture. He was in the Potion Zone -- and he was getting rid of the Kazimerianwhatever curse!!!

"Guinea pig!???!" Plymouth shrieked, like a girl, louder than anyone else. "OH PLEASE Professor! Please. Please, please, please. I'm a desperate man. Choose me?" Plymouth was not above crying to beat out the other girls that had volunteered. He was desperate in eight different shades. And it showed.

Dominic was surprised when the girl had not seemed to be the least bit of upset at him getting flobberworm guts at her. Besides, why should she had have been when he was squeezing her juice out for her AND he'd probably gotten more on the counter than on their robes.... but she was female, so who knew what they would say, especially if the wind were to blow the wrong way.

Pleased when she agreed to take care of the shrivelrig, Dom nodded to show a brief appreciation before going back to squeezing flobberworms. Working at an efficient pace, he finally finished his worms and then a few moments later, finished hers.

"Here you are," he commented, handing her the vial with the juices from the five worms. "It says we have to stir now for five minutes, alternating directions of clockwise and counterclockwise every minute..." Dom reread the next set of instructions off the board, as he added his own flobberworm juice to the cauldron and began to do as it said. All while suspiciously eying the hyperactive boy up front who seemed eager to be the guinea pig. Honestly... some people ...