"You have got to be kidding me!" Marie shouted as the balloon above her head popped spilling a nasty substance all over her. Almost instantly she felt her skin swelling up. Looking at her hands she seen a bunch of boils appearing. Touching her face she realized that they are all over her face too. "This is not even funny!" she shouted as she looked around at the four students that were the cause of this lesson. Quickly looking in her book she finds the counter potion to cure this nasty problem.

Just as she was looking up the antidote she hears the professor ask the next question. Raising her hand, boils and all, Marie quickly yells "Sir that would be the mucous of a flobberworm. Sometimes it can be used to thicken a potion." Putting her hand down Marie quickly gets to working on a antidote to get rid of the boils.

Running around the room she quickly grabs the ingredients needed to get rid of those nasty looking boils. 'Lets see, first I need some dried nettles, then some crushed snake fangs, some stewed horned slugs, and finally porcupine quills.'
Running back to her seat she started adding the ingredients to the cauldron on the table. 'Oh Merlin, these nasty things just keep popping up.' She quickly added the dried nettles and then some of the crushed snake fangs. Stirring the potion a little she then added the stewed horn slugs. Once the potion was done brewing Marie took it off the fire and added the porcupine quills.
Looking at the nasty mess in the cauldron Marie convinces herself that she must drink it if she wants the boils to go away. Taking some of the antidote out of tha cauldron she gulps it down as she gives those four trouble makers a nasty look.
Instantly the boils start to go away.

Nia relaxed slightly as she watched all the girls around her get covered in potion. Only slightly though, as Nia realised the next question hand been asked, and if she wanted to stay clean and dry and unharmed, she needed to give the right answer and quick. Unfortunatel the answer had been given, but she could still try, right?

"The mucus of flobberworm would definitely thicken the potion," she said raising her hand. "Which in turn would affect the potency. I mean, a thinner, more watery potion is likely to be less concentrated than a thick one - and thus would be less potent. However, it could just be than not enough of the main focus ingredient was added according to some schools of thought, rather than the neglection of flobberworm, or it is being confounded by some other active matter - perhaps by starting with a dirty cauldron."

She hoped Kazimeriz appreciated her added knowledge...Nia liked her current untouched state.

Kazimeriz smirked, holding back a chuckle as the Slytherin girl answered- quickly and correctly- while still being afflicted and working to counteract the potion. "Two points for showcasing an excellent example of Slytherin ambition, Miss Salazaar. Also, you are correct-- my safe students are Salazaar, Shepard, and--" he glowered "Pryce."



"An excellent, expounded upon answer... Unfortunately, just a mite too late, Miss Newtington." He smiled at the unfortunate girl.

Flicking the wand again, there was a resounding POP-SPLOOSH! as the balloons above all the unsafe Gryffindor boys' heads popped and potion rained down on the students below.

"Very good... You wish to use a potion to create an effect similar to a stunning spell on a group of wizards. You do not wish to be caught. Which potion would you use?"

ooc: Go crazy- any topical potion of your choosing has rained down on you if you're a Gryffindor BOY. Let's see some more brewing from those girls, too, if you haven't reacted yet! This is the potions final, so there are points to be won for creative participation!

Fred looked above his head as he saw potion drop upon his head and he broke out in large itchy boils. Yuck, this professor is abosolutely crazy, he thought as he set up to make a cure but there was also a question at hand and since he did'nt want to be doused with anymore potions he answered saying, "I believe you could use garrotting gas for that. Release it out of sight and no one willl know what hit them"

Okay, so this wasn't exactly how she wanted the class to go. She had been too angry and actually missed the professor calling out the questions, aaand she was too slow in jumping out of the way when the balloon popped over her, but she was fast enough to only have her arm covered in whatever it was. Which, of course, then she was too shocked to answer the second questions. Dang it!

Not wanting to miss any other questions and have another balloon pop over her, she raised her hand to answer the next one. "You should use garroting... gas... professor...." OMG, WHAT was on her arm!!!??? Scales! What the- SERIOUSLY?!

Oh, Destiny did not like this at all. With balloons popping all around her, and Kazi asking crazy hard question, this was turning out to be the worst potions class. Well she might be getting them blasted feathers back. As long as there were no boils this time.

'Garroting Gas?!' Annnd a quick glance to Evelyn, she had scales.

Professor I believe you can use garroting gas. Thats what I have read. Kay really want to get this one right. She already had a problem of one balloon.

Herminny saw the balloon above her pop and some bright yellow solution hot her right in the face as she looked up. Her skin began bubble and then hir sprouted from everywhere. She sighed thinking atleast it's not painful, just a bit embarassing but by the looks of it everyone was gonna get embarassed at some point today. She then heard the next question but to her dismay she was too late, she just hoped Kazmirez did not pick to douse the girls again next. SShe set up her couldron to begin an antidote knowing this one would be difficult and she would have to wrack her brain if she even had a hpe of figuring out something to get rid of hair, shave it, no, she needed a more permanant solution.

Think, Tibi, THINK. Tibi puzzled. Garroting gas was a good answer, but he couldn't think of anything to add to the answer.

He really really didn't want to get doused.

Hazarding a guess, Tibi tried to sound confident. "A sleeping draught hidden in food or drink would knock someone out. It's not stunning, necessarily, but the damage is done."

Gee, that didn't sound like a kid who pulled pranks at all.

Nope.

Wait. What? AH?! It was going way too fast.

But before Livvy could protest or do something in defense, even though she wasn't allowed to even if she had the time, a balloon popped from above her head and some substance sprayed out and completely drenched the seventeen-year-old. AUGGHH. Ew ew ew... what sort of potion was THIS?

Listening to the professor all the same, she held up her hand and answered as she eyes the wetness with much disgust. "I believe Garrotting Gas would do," Livvy said. She then bent down to sniff the liquid. Was that... was thaaatt? BABBLING BEVERAGE?ACCCKK!!! She tried to spit out any drops that was on her tongue. Screaming out in the middle of class wasn't going to win her any points... that was for sure.

'Points, I got points and I'm safe, yeah!' Marie was happy that she wouldn't have to worry about any balloons dropping on her head this round. But before her happiness could last very long the professor asked another question. 'Oh Merlin, here we go again' she thought as she listened to the other students answer before she could think of the answer herself. Not wanting to give the same answer everyone else was giving Marie thought long and hard about what to say. Then it hit her, Draught of Living Death. Raising her hand she said "Professor, what about Draught of Living Death. The consumer doesn't have to know who gave it to them and it will put them in a very deep sleep. That's pretty much like stunning them."
Ok, so she wasn't one of the fastest to answer but maybe the professor would like the fact that her answer was different than the others. She could only hope because Merlin knows she didn't want anymore balloons dropped on her.

Celandine was doing some mild freaking out. She had actually known a few of the answers and been so shocked that she had that she'd just sat there and not got the words out fast enough to actually answer. So now she was frantically trying to figure out what she was supposed to brew and...


zzzzz.


She slid off her chair and on to the floor.

ZZzzzzzzz

After a minute or so she woke up and quite uncertain and disoriented, climbed back into her seat. A sleeping potion? Really? But she was awake no....


ZZzzzzzzzzz.


Dyssomnia potion then. Magically induced Narcolepsy. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....

AHH!
Delana struggled to stir her counter-potion... trying to stay focused on the questions and on her potion, while also trying to ignore the terrible iching that was starting to get unbearable...
AHHHHH!!! It was awful, she wanted to rip her skin of and bathe in acid. She looked down at many dark scratch marks covering her arms... Her very hairy arms. Delana watched in horror as her hands changed into big, furry, black paws...
That was fast... She thought, planning on having a little more time...
She was staring mindlessly and the end of her now even more furry arms, where her hands used to be, when she realized she had to finish her potion...

She struggled to add the last of the ingredients, not being able to open containters or measure things with her newly acquired paws. Bringing her potion back down to a simmer, she again began to scratch at her arms, which, by the way, worked much better now that she had claws...
At least they're good for something...

Regarding her notes, she tried to write down the last few steps of brewing her counter-potion... Which was now finished! Yay!
Measuring out a dose of her potion, she drank it, fairly confident that it would work.... (hopefully before anything else happened to her... )
She waited. 40 seconds later, the hair on her arms began to disappear and.. her hands were back!
She studied her arms, now back to normal but all red and scratched up. She sighed with relief as the itching went away. Again she went back to her notes, writing down the results of her counter-potion and going to a blank sheet for the next ....

Well that was fun... She thought to herself, listening for the next question... If all else fails... I can just keep doing this!

For a moment she thought about brewing a Wit-Sharpening Potion... that wasn't cheating right?...No... that'd be bad...

"Garrotting gas was the primary answer I was looking for, but if placed in a pitcher of drinks, sleeping draught or Draught of the Living Death would indeed knock a group of wizards unconscious. Very good-- thinking outside the box... My safe students are Pelican, Salazaar, and .." he sighed "Pryce."

He looked around. "Surely one amongst you will step up your game and keep Mr. Pryce from remaining dry for the entire class! Come now; time for another question..."

"If someone would please wake Miss Toussaint or assist her in brewing her antidote. Thank you. Moving on-- answer quickly, and in cases where there is only one 'right' answer the three to offer it first will remain safe."

He flicked his wrist and POP! SPLOOSH! The balloons above the Hufflepuffs all popped. Where balloons had already popped, new balloons moved up to take their places. No one was truly safe!

"Now, then-- Who developed the metal used most commonly in cauldrons, what was the metal he developed, and why is this alloy best for most common potions brewing?"

ooc: HUFFLEPUFFS! You just got splooshed on. Please RP being hit by potion of your choice, with emphasis on creativity. Brew an antidote while playing Pop Quiz!

Tibierius had remained standing throughout the quiz and subsequent balloon-popping rainfall. He fists were still clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.

This man was infuriating. Anger balled in Tibi's stomach, a most unusual sensation for the boy. If pressed to think about it, he wouldn't be able to tell you of a single instance where he had been angry. Scared, yes. Upset, yes. Timid, you bet.

But angry and forceful? This was new.

Tiberius didn't even notice Celandine slump and fall. Old!Tibi would have noticed. He would have felt responsible.

Heck, Old!Tibi would have felt responsible for every. single. thing. happening in the classroom. But not New!Tibi. New!Tibi had been attacked. New!Tibi had tried get rid of the werewolf menace.

New!Tibi wasn't going to be intimidated by a crusty old man.

New!Tibi was also on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Never the less, he'd read his potions book. He knew his history. He grinned wickedly.

"Pewter is the most common cauldron metal and it was invented for magical purposes by Abu Musa Jabir Ibn Hayyan." Tibi smirked. "He combined a number of metals to create an alloy that had a neutral magic energy, which makes it quite suitable for potions."

Take that.

Waking up again and blinking blearily, Celandine caught some of the question. Her hand went up.

"Geber? And its Pewter and it has a has a melting point of .... of... *yawn*... 231.88°C so its good for potions that don't need a super high heat."

Zzzzzzzz....

Evelyn stared at the Professor when he said the next question. 'Need to make antidote!! Ummm... wow, okay, think think THINK! Ugh, what was that persons name?!' Potions was defintiely not the fun subject anymore. "I think this person named...Ab...something..." yea, she was terrible with names. She was lucky enough to remember Bun...well that's all she could remember for her name. "Developed the common pewter cauldron."

Now what did she need to get rid of the scales on her arm? Creepy scales!

"It's good for potions that don't require a very high heat." Well she thought that's what the answer was. She was too busy trying to think of the things she needed for this antidote thing! Aw! Where was Destiny when she needed her!!? Oh...right there next to her. Would the professor be angry if she asked for a liiiitttle help from a friend? Since she was freaking out...slightly...maybe not. Scales...on her arm. *shiver*

Cela woke herself up again by banging her head on the surface of the table in front of her. She blinked and reached for her book. Sleeping potion thingy? Random sleeeeeeeeping.... zzzzzzzzzzz.... O_O....

Ooooh. Lots of notes on this in Nico's tidy and precise script. She found the right page and tried to concentrate.

Zzzzzzz.....


*drool*

Whaaaaaaaaat!? What kind of crazy question was that? How was Destiny supposed to know? She wasn't a cauldron expert! Although after this, she will read about them. Yep, yep.

Fail, fail. Whatever. The balloon was going to pop over her head anyway. 'His name was Peter Pewter. Yep, that was him.' Come on balloon, bring it.

Sighing a breath of relief Marie was happy to hear that she was safe once again. No time to rest though as she must answer the next question if she wants to remain dry.

'Oh crap, another question.'

"Sir, I believe it was made of pewter by some guy with a really wierd name. Abu Musa or something like that. I believe it is best used as it is a neutral metal which means it will not interfere with the ingredients of the potion."

'Like we are going to remember a name like that' she thought as she she sat there looking around to see who else might know the answer hoping that hers was the right one.

Copernicus raised his hand. Hm. "Pewter is also inexpensive, Professor, which makes it relatively easy to afford for common use.

A little voice inside him told Tiberius that he needed to go help Cela. She'd helped him plenty this year and he owed her. Especially since what was happening was partially his fault. But, it was only a tiny little voice, and his anger squashed it like a bug, quick.

Never removing his eyes from Kazimeriz, he let a smile play on his face as he waited for the next question. He was still dry. He was going to stay dry. It had become something he needed to prove. More than he needed to get out of trouble, he needed to stay. dry.

He uncurled his fists, stretching his fingers, before rolling them back in and leaning them on the desk once more.

Mina was not at all pleased with her stated at the moment. She wasn't quick enough to prevent herself from getting covered in what she could only describe as slimy coldness. She could still feel it dripping into her shoes and sticking to her hair. Seriously, what had she done in the past month, that karma saw fit to lock her brain up during a pop quiz. Specially, during their FINAL.

Achoooooo!

Great, she felt cold again. She seriously needed to find an antidote and end this. She wasn't at all in the mood for this. Flipping through her notes, she pulled some runespoor eggs out of her supplies. She had a feeling that whatever she was covered in had sneezewort in it and she was going to off set it, if it was the last thing she did.

Think silly girl. THINK

"Thank you, Mr. Kettleburn! Kettleburn, Toussaint and Pryce are safe. The rest of your should also note that Abu Musa Jabir Ibn Hayyan's European name is Geber." He looked around.

"Now, then: The leaves of what sentient Asian plant can be used in potions that stimulate appetite?" Kazimeriz smirked, flicking his wand. Potion rained down on all the Slytherins in the room.

ooc: Slytherins, go wild-- your potion bubbles just popped! Remember, creativity of RP is what counts in this final.. an Slytherin girls, that'd make TWO potions that have been spilled on you, unless you answered correctly and were therefore 'safe.' Have fun, only a couple of questions left before I have to close the class!

Mina raised her hand quickly. "Ginseng is usually used to stimulate appetite"