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Eying him as he started to set up his place in between her and Destiny, Evelyn let the knotgrass sit to the side before taking out her gloves from her bag. Hmm, maybe she'll get new gloves this summer. Not that they were useless at the moment, but having been too close to Purple Head now, she probably should get new clothes too. Just in case. Who knew how contagious his ridiculously purple hair was. Squishing the shrivelfigs in her hands, she tried to get as much of them into the cauldron as possible like demonstrated and said to do before doing that thing with the knotgrass. Run it over the gloves? Weird, but whatever. Quote:
But on the other hand, Lafay might be angry and make them brew something extremely worse for the next class. Like, making them brew an AGING potion instead! And not have them stop at 17...but make them turn OLD! Like...40! "We should continue professor..." she mumbled, poking her quill with her gloves. Oh wait, now she might need a new quill. Shrivelfigs and knotgrass, probably not a good combo on a quill. |
Yeah. Sure it was. When she earned that title, he'd gladly address her with it. She was steadily proving to Raiden once again that there was no use in her being in this school; not only was she threatening him for asking questions, but now she was after a Ravenclaw for his question too. He approved of that kid at the moment. He'd managed to get through her thick skull and ask somewhat the question that Raiden had wanted to ask. ...threatening to end class? Because of people asking questions? Raiden bit his tongue, sorely pressed to find the willpower to not say what he wanted to say. Did she even know where she was? Miss, this is a classroom. These people sitting at the tables? We're students. Which leads to the logical conclusion that we're here to learn. That sometimes entails asking questions. If you can't handle people asking questions, maybe you shouldn't demand to be called a professor. The words rattled against the back of his teeth, wanting so badly to be spoken. Expression riddled with disapproval, he kept his silence. He didn't care if she ended class right then and there. No points, no homework? Who cared. It wasn't as if they hadn't learned anything in this class at all. They'd learn far more if they went to their common rooms, or the library, and studied for themselves, though. At least books didn't intentionally withhold answers for the questions presented to them. |
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His dreams however were cut short the moment someone shouted. " 'E took me bread!" He blubbered, shooting up from his seat. His robes were entangled with his seat, so it was expected that he would trip and fall. Calling his fall a fall was not giving it a lot of credit. It was more like a crash. Willie now was lying on the ground, his robes covering his face, his chair just above him and his hands sprawled on his sides. It looked like he had just been murdered by the chair. "Ughhhhhhhhh..." is what he groaned loudly. |
Oh dear was all Brittany could think. You would think she was watching a horror movie the way her face was twisted into a horrific silent scream. Between the shouting boy and crashing boy no of them were going to make it out of that classroom alive. They were doomed I tell you, DOOMED!!!. Okay maybe she was exagerating |
Arya's eyes went wide as she stared at the young Ravenclaw boy. She was going to kill him. Though why the boy thought Lafay was going to kill Raiden was beyond her. Detention maybe...but kill him was a bit of a stretch. Even for this woman. Maybe. Obviously the young girl didn't mind if the lesson ended now or not. She wasn't excited about being a toddler, and if they ended the lesson now, she could go out the the grounds and play with her creatures. Hm. Maybe she would take Ivory with her and they could let there creatures play together. |
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Cameron would've said something if Lafay wasn't so utterly terrifying. Phoenix tears WERE valuable and Lafay was wasting them on a toddler potion? Oh for merlin's take.. But this WAS Lafay and that generally meant, head down and doing the work. Aka now. Placing her gloves on, she watched the Potions mistress explain the next step She took her shrivelfigs and copied as the Professor had done. Smushed them and tried to get as much of the juice and.. stuff into her cauldron. So far so good! Taking her sliced knotgrass, she coated it in the remains of the shrivelfig juice and placed it to in the cauldron. All done! SPOILER!!: Cameron's notes |
Okay. Well then. Ellie had a totally legitimate question now. And after events of today, she felt confident to ask it. Why it seemed that the madder Lafay got, the easier it was to stick up to her, she didn't know. Aand, she sorta wanted to distract her from Raiden. Cuz. He was in enough trouble with the Tourny to be hissed at by a barely qualified teacher. So... "How is this potion even USEFUL? I mean... what good comes from being your toddler self? You wouldn't be able to do near as much as you can as an adult..." And WHY did they have to make it. And dear Merlin, were they meant to drink it in the end? |
Rubiey sighed to herself after she finished cutting up her knotgrass. Would there ever be one lesson when someone didn't get hurt, or a potion didn't explode, or the teacher would blow up someone (or herself). Every other lesson managed to run smoothly, why not this one?! Rubiey looked up when Professor Lafay hissed at the Prefect. Oh dear. There was practically steam rising from LaFear's ears now. This was not good. Rubiey had worried that one of the Champions would die in the Tournament, but she had never thought of one being murdered in Potions class. She decided not to get involved. Afterall, she valued her life. So instead, she bent over her parchment, and added the last step they had performed to it. SPOILER!!: Rubiey's Parchment Okay, that was done. Now there was nothing to do except wait for the next set of instructions.... And have a nosey as to what was going on over there *points to Raiden & LaFear* |
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"I asked a question." She said, her voice booming now as her wand was on her throat. She was addressing the WHOLE class "Seeing as only two... three people answered it," she said pointing to the last girl who said to continue, "I will continue it. For them. If you do not care to learn," She motioned her wand and the door slammed open. She didn't say a word... but it was pretty obvious she meant to get out. She turned to the ravenclaw who spoke. "I will ask that question when we are finished with the potion." She said and then continued. "NEXT INGREDIENT." She said and moved on. "You don't have to squeeze the juice out of the leeches, that's been done for you... but in case you ever have to." She took a leech in her bare hands, laid it on a cloth and rolled over it with a small rolling pin. She then pulled up the cloth and wrung it from top to bottom in a beaker. "That's how you do it. If you wish to try it... the leeches are in the jar behind me, the leech juice is over here, and you can take some with your dropper." She dropped the drop of leech juice in the cauldron... and then she dropped a crimson liquid in after it. "After the leech juice you add the five drops of pomegranate juice." The steam was now purple. "Notice the distinctive steam..." |
Oh this will get messy. xD I love it. Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh - yeah there were alot of oh's going through Sarah's brain right then. She knew Raiden had a point about the Phoenix tears. Knew it. But she also knew that Lafay thought nothing of setting fire to students. The conversations going on around her were putting her on edge, and her hands were starting to tense up as she added the next lot of ingredients. Lacewing flies. Stirring both ways. Yeah yeah. Staaaaaaare. It was a good job the next thing required her to concentrate using a knife, which she duly did. Although probably not to the satisfaction of the mad woman running the lesson. Blinking several times at her notes, she followed the next set of instructions - still with half an ear on what was going on down the table from her. We're gonna die, we're gonna die, she kept repeating over and over in her head as she donned her gloves and squished the shrivelfigs into the potion. Next came the rubbing of the freshly sliced knotgrass. All the while Sarah was clenching her teeth to prevent herself from saying anything. She really couldn't believe that every potions lesson seemed to go this way. Something always set off Lafay - and that kid saying she was going to kill someone - that might do it. Taking off her gloves, Sarah slammed them down on the desk and scrunched her eyes closed, placing her hand over them, groaning. WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIIIIIEEEEEE. ....Or not. Opening her eyes, Sarah looked up at Lafay, who was still surprisingly calm - by her standards anyway. Right. Leech juice. Rubbing her eye with the back of her hand, she went up and took the bottle of already squished juice. She really wasn't in the mood to do it herself, even if it would have helped with her tension. Measuring it out, she dropped the right amount into the potion and moved onto the pomegranate juice, dropping five lots in and stepping back as the steam went purple. Meh. This was no fun anymore. |
Sheeee will ask the question? "But... I don't know the answer. That's why I asked." How were they supposed to answer a question they didn't know? Ellie would wait for an answer. Yes. |
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Ok, She should probably try juicing the leech herself. It seemed like that would be useful to know. She made her way CAREFULLY to the jar of leeches, but chickened out. Not because of the slime, but because if she messed up, Lafay would skin her alive. So she used her dropper to extract so leech juice, and was careful to drop only a single drop into her cauldron. Then, just to be safe, she cast the cleaning charm again, and retrieved some pomegranate juice, and let five drops fall into her potion. Well, there was the steam. Did that mean she had done everything correctly so far? hmm, time to take more notes Text Cut: Emmaleigh's notes |
SPOILER!!: quotes Hearing the responses and actions around him, Simon was afraid something seriously bad was going to happen. At least deep down on the inside, on the outside he was doing his best to stay calm and innoscent. Relax....you didn't do anything wrong he reminded himself. When the professor answered, he knew he himself was one of the two singled out for answering but didn't have time to dwell on it as the door was slammed upon nearly causing him to jump. Taking a deep breath to relax and calm again or as calm as he could manage so he could continue, Simon looked up to watch as Professor Lafay showed them how the process of squeezing leech juice was done. Debating for a moment he took the easier option, retrieving as stopper of the provided juice and adding it to the cauldron. When that was done, the Gryffindor boy added the promegranate juice, letting out a relieved sigh as his cauldron soon produced steam that matched the professors. |
OHGOODSWEETMERLIN. WAS THAT KID INSANE!?!?! "I'm sure he was just kidding, Professor.." *weak laugh* She was PETRIFIED. If she was closer, she would've FLICKED him REALLY hard and told him to shut the hell up. They were already on trembly ground with the whole Phoenix tears thing - but that had had cred. Raiden wasn't making it all up. Oh merrrllin. She put the leech juice [too lazy to squeeze it herself] and then the five drops of pomegranate juice. And VOILA! There was that distinctive purple steam.. her's was a little lavender.. but that was okay.. SPOILER!!: Cameron's notes |
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He was fighting his chair. "MMFMPPPHHHMMM!!!" He punched, kicked, thrashed and did whatever he could to get that chair OFF OF HIM. None of what he did worked, though! He was being suffocated by his robes. "MMPHFFHMMM!!" |
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Raising a brow at the Ravenclaw, Evelyn turned her head to look at the professor just in time to see her…looking at HER! And, Destiny too, she couldn’t really tell, but it was definitely at her somewhere in there. Hmm SEE THAT Purple Head!? Getting them into trouble! Narrowing her eyes, the Slytherin STARED at Eli, just daring him to speak up again. Staring at him! Staaaare. Quote:
Sure enough to not have to clean it…AGAIN. Taking some of the leech juice, since she had not gotten it with the other ingredients, the Slytherin added it to her cauldron before adding the five dark crimson drops of pomegranate juice. Hmm, yes, something about the steam…yea, she was not paying attention to it. Too busy keeping an eye on the Ravenclaw guy and writing in her notes. Her quick glance to it however was enough to tell herself that she was doing fine. |
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At least they didn't have to squeeze the leeches, although she watched as the professor demonstrated how to if necessary. Maybe another time, though it looked all icky and gross. Instead, like most of the others, she went for the already harvested leech juice and sucked a drop into her dropper before returning to her cauldron and letting the drop go into the milky fluid inside. Cleaning the dropper out carefully to avoid cross-contamination, even though it was all getting mixed together anyway, she returned to get some pomegranate juice, then dropped five drops into the potion. And one into her mouth, just to possibly fortify herself. Antioxidants and all that stuff. Then a slight, tentative smile crept onto her face as purple steam started rising. At least everything seemed to be going okay with her own potion, even with the chaos going on around. So she added the last few steps to her journal, just to cover bases, and continued hoping class would be okay. Text Cut: potions journal |
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