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Amy added one drop of leech juice then added five drops of pomegranate, the steam turned purple. ooh cool! she wrote more notes down Yay! the potions half done now. SPOILER!!: Amy's parchment |
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What was she talking about only a few wanted the class to continue. Pfft, doesn't the crazy woman know that most students were afraid of her. Well Marie would let her know. "Just because everyone didn't answer your question doesn't mean they don't want to learn. We wouldn't be here if we didn't want to learn." If you could call what was going on here today learning. Right, of course, on to the next step. Huh, leeches? Well what the heck were they gonna do with the knotgrass? Might as well ask, can't get in any more trouble than she was already in. "Are we going to do anything with this knotgrass that we sliced like two steps ago?" she asked looking at the stuff laying on her desk. She sat there waiting for an answer before moving on to the leeches. She wanted to make sure she wasn't doing this wrong you know. One little misstep in potions could lead to disaster. |
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"Are you gonna make us drink it?" That was the most serious question. Because, Ellie wasn't about to finish a potion that was going to be used against her. She didn't think she'd fancy being 3... |
Lila had no desire to take a rolling pin to a leech at the moment so she got the already prepared juice. She added the leech juice. Then she put five drops of pomegranate juice in the cauldron. |
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Right, left, KICK! HOOOOOYA! Willie was getting more entertained by the second. He had forgotten about being suffocated by the robes, and immersed himself into punching and kicking the chair that was attacking him. Ah, it felt like he was back in juvie again. Especially when water was doused on him. "PLAAAH." He heaved, his hands on the desk, eyes wide and staring ahead. "Whaaa' was tha' fuuur?!" Willie asked the professor, who clearly did not look pleased at him. He was SUFFOCATING! That's the LONGEST word he knew, and he knew how to use it properly! Being soaked in water had its pluses. One second he was still, the next he was standing up shaking his body like a tango dancer in action. He shook his body, his hips, his head to the... Well, to no rhythm. If there was only a rhythm. Once he stopped, he wiggled his arms. "Prefessah, can I eliten ya wit' sumthin?" before she answered, he continued, "I ain't ya mastah. Bein' called a mastah is fer them elves... I mean, ye may look like one, no offense prefessah really. I mean, me meself, I look like a... I ain't 'ave a clue. But ter make me point, I'd rathah be called Mistah Crockah, or... Crockah. Jus' not mastah, alright prefessah?" |
SPOILER!!: DRAGON LADY *RAWR* Kurumi stuck her nose back into her parchment and updated her notes. SPOILER!!: Kurumi's parchment Kurumi decided to give squeezing the leeches a try - maybe it would appease the potions mistress that there was student who was taking a vested interest? For everyone's sake, Kurumi hoped so. Not being nearly as brave as Professor Lafay, Kurumi took one of the leeches with her hands still wearing dragon hide gloves. She copied the scary professor's movements and placed the leech on a cloth and rolled over it with a small rolling pin. There was a loud pop and then a squish as all the juices came out of the icky creature. "S-s-s-sorry," she whispered to the now flat leech. She wondered if it had been alive before she had rolled over it... She then rung out her towel into a beaker and put the leech juices into the caludron before adding the pomegranate juice. Immediately, fluffy and swirly steam began coming out of her cauldron. Could she hear a child's laughter coming from her cauldron? Now that was really creepy... |
The prefect had remained stonily silent as the circus that was this woman's class continued; he wasn't allowed to speak anymore, for threats of being thrown into detention for asking valid questions and withheld from the Triwizard Tournament. As much as he was sure Tate wouldn't let her do it, he didn't really feel like making the poor man do more work than he already had to, what with having this nutjob roaming his castle. So, following along with the potion's steps with almost a fluid, practised grace, Raiden simply listened to what was going on around him. He wouldn't leave. He only attended this class because Tate and Truebridge had asked him to, along with Oliver and Nancy. He wasn't here to learn, really. He could and did do that by himself. No, he was here to make sure she didn't kill anyone. ...The students seemed to have grown braver. Indeed, a few had shed their reticence and were following what he had done, asking questions and wondering about things. As students were supposed to do. And Lafay apparently didn't like it that much. Defiant eyes followed the professor's motions, which seemed as if they might have been shaken slightly by the fact that some she thought she held by fear were no longer afraid of questioning her. Marie, especially, was coming out with questions and pointed statements. From his seat near the front, the young man smirked. While this hadn't been what he'd wanted in this class, it was something that brought him amusement. He hadn't meant for this to descend into what it currently was; his questions had been innocent, and the professor had answered with lies. And not intelligent lies, either. His queries seemed to have opened the gate, and while some students were too afraid to ask anything, they weren't all in such a state now. Maybe leaving at the end of term wouldn't be as worrisome a task. And oh Merlin, Willie Crocker. Raiden choked on a laugh, managing to hold it in, for the most part. However, a quiet snort did escape him as he went about doing whatever they were meant to be doing. Who even knew anymore. |
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Yet hopefully Simon was there to save him from this problem. Yay! Listening to the instruction carefully the Gryffindor boy nodded and immediately started to work on the moonstone to crush it into powder. ''Easy thing'' he said as he powdered the stone. And once the stone was now a powder, he added it into the potion and stirred it clockwise. Then, the boy took a moment to stare at Simon and then to the other students in the class. It looked like they were in the last steps of brewing the potion. He was behind everyone. So giving Simon one last look he grabbed all the ingredients on his desk and threw them all in the potion. ''Here! My job is done!'' |
Hmm. She didn't expect that. The telling anyone that if they didn't want to be here they could leave bit wasn't surprising, but moving on with the lesson without threatening to give out detentions or worse was surprising. Arya wouldn't be leaving the class. She apparently needed the class for whatever job with creatures she obtained after graduating Hogwarts. Silently the girl continued to work on her potion, pausing only to take notes and listen to the students who continued to ask the woman questions. |
Major catch-up. Evan gathered all the stuff needed for the potion as he listened to Raiden and professor. Wait--did Raiden spend most of his time in St. Mungo? He didn't know that... sure, how would he know, but still... and judging by the looks of people, he could guess it took most of the people by surprise too. He wondered why he was admitted to St. Mungos. And listening to his argument, he thought that he was right--phoenix tears were too worthy to use in such a stupid potion in a class which tended to screw up every kind of potion. He couldn't believe the professor was letting them use it. What a waste... though, seeing Raiden was silenced rather effectively even though he couldn't hear what was said, he decided to keep silent too. And not add the phoenix tear if he could. Going on with the potion, he grunted to himself upon hearing the instructions. He hated the mortar and pestle thing. It always tired out his arms, and they weren't that easily exhausted. Sighing, he grinded the yellow moonstone to a powder and sprinkled it into his cauldron with his left hand, as his righ stirred the potion. Hopefully, they didn't have to stir that long either, because after grindling stirring just multiplied the pain. And just as his right arm gave a painful note, he reached for lacewing flies and taking the stir to his left, had the chance to rest his right arm. Stirring twice clockwise and five times counter clockwise, he waved both of his arms to rest them. This was the only reason he disliked potions--they needed too much care. Maybe he should use a wand... though thay could prove to be a bad idea too, in case he hit something accidentally and set it off or something. Things happened, and he definitely didn't want any thing to happen in potions. Summonning the knotgrass, he layed it on a wooden board and took out his silver knife. He cutted it as shown--which took him a while since it needed utmost care--he then got the shrivelfigs and lay the knotgrass to the side. Alright, no adding them yet. Putting on his gloves, he squished them in his hands to get as much into the cauldron and off your gloves as he could. Examining his gloves closely, he was pretty satisfied that almost all of the figs were gone. Taking the knotgrass, he ran it gently over his gloves. When he was done with that, he moved on too, as Lafay practically yelled that she was going on. Yay, no squeezing leeches. The blondie was pretty satisfied with that news, and he had no desire to try it out himself. Dropping the required amount of drop into his cauldron, he added the five drops of pomegranate juice and voila! His steam was purple! He grinned to himself, but was rather displeasured when professor asked who wanted to learn. Well, as Marie pointed out, it was rather obvious that they all wanted to, since they came to this class. He didn't like it when professors were being illogical like that. And he didn't like it any better when the door was slammed open. Eyes travelling among the professor, Raiden and door, he thought for a second that he was going to leave right now, but the Slytherin was proven wrong. Hmm... That inspired an idea... since he didn't want to waste a phoenix tear just like Raide, he could make his point by leaving the classroom when they used phoenix tears... yeah. This wasn't going to cost them points, right? He didn't mind detention that much--he believed that you had to have a detention experience once in your school life--but he didn't want Slytherin to suffer. This wasn't going to stop the professor wasting the tears, after all. It'd just label him as "rebel", probably. Still, he'd make his point if he couldn't figure out any other way then. Now, onto the new instructions... |
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Wow. Just wow. Patroclus sat buttoned-lip as Lafay had one of her screaming attacks......he was certainly not going to do or say anything that would get him murdered, or worst expelled. So he waited till the class was ready to move on. Watching the demonstration, the boy decided that juicing the leech would be fun, so after collecting a bug, he began rolling his pin over the poor thing. Once it was shriveled and juiceless he squeezed it into a beaker, before using his little dropped to add one drop to the cauldron. With a fresh dropped her squeezed in the pomegranate juice, all five drops. plop plop plop plop plop As a result his cualdron began to release tendrils of purple steam. ohhh SPOILER!!: Patroclus’ Parchment |
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"Maybe chillax a litte?" She suggested humourlessly. SHE hadn't done anything wrong. The woman needed to drink some tea - maybe have a relaxing facial... or something. |
Hurrying to appear busy and not catch the probably death stare aimed at any student unlucky enough to even look at her at this point, Ivory busied herself jotting down the next steps. Making side notes in the margins on the process of juicing a leech, she promised herself that she'd give it try maybe the next day in the Potions lab...but for now.... Carefully making her way to the leech juice, she tried not to call too much attention to herself as she muscled open the stopper before cautiously pipetting the appropriate amount of juice and taking it back to her workstation. Squeezing the bulb ever so delicately until one drop descended into her cauldron, she stretched out a nimble hand to grab the Pomegranate juice bottle. Using the dropper, she counted out the juice drops. 1..2...Hmm the steam rising over her cauldron appeared to be changing color...3...yup it definitely was....4... was it blueish?...5....no it was most definitely purple. Eying the steam she tried to place the color. It wasn't an eggplant purple...no it was more of a flourishy purple...a royal purple? A potion-y purple? Pondering on what a suitable type of purple it could be, Ivory glanced over at Arya's cauldron. Did they look about the same? Did everyone's? A glance around only reminded her of how easily it was to mistake a few steps in the process. Checking to make sure her wand was still safely and at the ready in its holster, she sighed in relief. If any cauldrons exploded, she'd technically be able to get it out in time...technically. |
SPOILER!!: The Prof Truth to be told, Salander wouldnt have minded if classes were dismised right there and then. Hey free time is free time, to him its an even more precious commodity than all the self-combusting, crying Phoenixes in the world. He gave a small shrug, not really caring either way when suddenly, his head spun towards that voice..... SPOILER!!: The Puff .....Good Grief! Its StuffingPuff! Salander couldnt help but look at the lad trying to wrestle with his own robes. Eh, so long as thats where his hands will be kept busy instead of anywhere in his pants. he mused as he continued to follow the Potions Mistress instructions. The door was wide open, but unfortunately he'd have to walk by the StuffingPuff to get out. So yeah, Salander is staying right where he was. He'd rather bear the fire-breathing Professor than risk TOUCHING the Puff. Because Myrtle knows where he's been! SPOILER!!: Salander's Parchment He took a shrivelfig and started to squeeze one into the mixture, squirting a bit here and there. He continued with the rest of the nine shrivelfigs as well.... SQUUUEEEEZZZEE Heh, he enjoyed that. And now for the leech juice.... It would be sooo easy to just grab a dropper and pick up some ready made leech juice, but Salander thought squeezing a raw one out would be more fun. He strode over to the jar behind the Professor and fished out a leech, and wrapped it in a scourgified cheesecloth. He returned to their table, and given that he didnt have a rolling pin, started to pound it the cheesecloth with his fist. WHAM! *peek* WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! There, freshly made leech juice! with all its vitamins and minerals intact! He squeezed the cheesecloth into a scourgified beaker to collect the leech juice, then added a drop into his mixture. He started to look for some Pomengranite fruit and realized that there was only the ready made juice. Awww, no more fun squeezing. He added the 5 drops into his cauldron and watched the purple steam rise. Heh, pretty. Like Mia. |
Catching up SPOILER!!: Lafay getting angry Cass's eyes widened in horror at what the professor said, so to remedy her mistake,she pointed her wand at the knotgrass that was floating on the surface of her potion and whispered softly "Wingardium Leviosa". It was a good thing knotgrass hadn't been in there very long... Then she snapped her gloves on and started to squish the 10 shrivelfigs and added them to her potion as she went. Then she took the knotgrass that she had placed to the side and collected 2 tablespoons into the potion, then she took her dropper and placed 1 drop of leech juice into her potion, before taking 5 drops of pomegranite juice and dropping it into the potion as well. Then she stood back and observed the steam that was coming out of her cauldron. She hopped she did it right...she didn't want to get in trouble... Then she took her quill and parchment and wrote down what she did. SPOILER!!: Cass' Parchement |
I catch up, yes I dooo! SPOILER!!: DROO! Sweet Merlin! This class was out of control! Not that Destiny minded of course, it was much more entertaining watching Lafay get all psycho angry than seeing her try to muster up a smile. And she had to admit, a smiling Lafay was much scarier than an angry Lafay. She knew, deeeeeep down, the woman was enjoying all this bickering going on between her and Raiden. Why else would she keep doing it, right? When Destiny does something she enjoys, she will do it over and over again.. SPOILER!!: ELI! ..like staring daggers at the Purple Headed Freak..who was now sitting in between her and Evelyn. Destiny figured it was better he sit in between the both of them, that way if one of them, which was HIGHLY unlikely, would mess up their potion, they could pull the boy in front of themselves as a human shield. Or yeah, they could stop him from doing any crazy stuff. Pushing the knotgrass away from herself, in the opposite direction of Purple Headed Freak, she put her gloves on and picked up the shrivelfigs and started to squash it in her hands. After it was good and squashed it over her cauldron, she picked up the knotgrass, and juuuust like the demonstration, she ran it over her gloves. What a strange potion.. Quote:
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NEXT INGREDIENT! And..what an ingredient it was! That was just gross. Destiny stared wide eyed as Lafay went on to squeeze the juice out of the leech. Ew, just eww. WAS THAT HUMANE!? She doubted it, but she knew not to question the Professor. She liked her head attached to her body, thank you very much. Luckily they didn't have to squeeze the juice out. Blah. She would have made the Purple Headed Freak do it. With her dropper in her hand, she made her way up to the front of the class, staying as far away from the Professor as possible. Quickly and veeeery carefully, she sucked up some leech juice with the dropper and made it back to her seat in one piece. Ignoring the WHAM's coming from somewhere in the room, she placed one drop of the juice in her cauldron. Picking up another dropper, she sucked up some pomegranate juice and added the five drops inside. Oooo, purple steam. Sweeet! |
SPOILER!!: Fee's parchment Fee listend carefully to what the professor was saying. Everything could be important. As she squeezed the juice out of the leech she couldnt help but wrinkler her nose and shake a bit. This was disgusting. Fee made her way up to the front of the class, dropper in hand. Fast and carefully, she sucked up some leech juice with the dropper and turned to go back. With an disgusted expression on her face she put the juice into her cauldron. Laying the dropper beside the cauldron she picked up another one to suck up some pomegranate juice and add five drops. Wohoo. Purple. |
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Alice was still curious on when they were going to add the knotgrass or if she missed them adding it. Deciding that since her potion looked alright, she picked up her pen and wrote down the next two steps in her notebook. |
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SPOILER!!: Where you were supposed to add the Knotgrass The color wasn't right. "You forgot the knotgrass, Miss Page." She said, "Thank you, now I can show how to fix this." and she took some more goat's milk. "Soak the knotgrass in the cold goat's milk for 2 minutes and then you can add it before the next step." She said and then addressed the class. "There aren't many potions or many ingredients that you can fix after the time to add them... this is one of the few. The knotgrass is coated, we aren't that far into the potion, and the cold goat's milk will help re-process everything." She turned to the girl and said "Do that and then the next step." She summoned the next ingredient and placed it in her clean mortar. "Crush the bicorn horn, withdraw a tbs and add place it in a spoon. Come to me with the spoon and I will drop a phoenix tear on it, then go back to your cauldron and stir them in 15 times clockwise." She said and demonstrated. |
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Mmkay, next step. She whacked out her crusherthingy, and scourigifyed it quickly, just in case. She cruushed the Bicorn Horn into a fine powder. Perfecto. Carefully, she scooped up some onto her little spoon, and walked vaiiiry sloooowly walked over to the Professor, keeping her eye on her spoon at all times. She finally reached her, and then held out her spoon silently. She smiled timidly at the Professor. She was gonna do NOTHING to get points removed from her house. No way, hosay. |
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