Sheesh.

This cleaning of each and every material before usage seemed a little extreme. Sophie bet the professor hadn't cleaned his classroom in a really long time, and he was just making them clean so much, because he just knew his classroom was full of dust. Nevertheless, Sophie cleaned her cauldron extra good then reached for a jobberknoll feather.

In it went. No water. No fire. Just the jobberknoll feather.

This professor was the bomb.com in many ways, but AJ remebered last year when he went out of his way and surprised her with a special potion just for her. It was appreciated. AJ originally had planned on stopping by his office to go over a kissing repellant potion or something that would ward off those who she didn't wanna snog, but that was in the past now that she had her a prefect. Nobody was going to mess with her now, and if they did she pretty much hand permission to beat them so it was a win-win as far as she was concerned.

Blink, blink. She couldn't touch Adi's hair? What was up with the professors and freaking out over hair? Not in HIS class was his words, so she would just touch his hair when she was NOT in his class anymore. Bam, there was a solution. AJ let her hand fall to her lap, and gave the professor a angelic smile. "Of course sir. I'll keep my hands to myself." For now.

As he started class, she was a bit taken back by the potion they were to take. Adi was the closest one to her so it was safe to say that he would be the first one she would see. No way she could hate him even under the affects of a potion... right? She gave him a longing look before getting to work.

"Scourgify." She remembered having to clean, clean, clean everything from last year. Now that her cauldron was all clean she added the jobberknoll feather.

Zahra got a high five from Phoenix and a bit of a shrug. "Seriously?" One extra ingredient? "I dunno man... I'm bad at concentrating..." He was about to mentions something else about that but...

HATE POTION? "Wait, sir! Why?!" Phoenix sat up straight in his chair, his brow furrowed in confusion. "I don't wanna hate anyone, it's way better liking people." He stared at the ingredients, and half shook his head. "What's the point of MAKING people hate someone? Like... hate is how war starts and everything. It's never helpful..."

...

HE WAS JUST SO CONFUSED.

In fact, he was so confused that he was kind of glued to his chair, staring between the ingredients list and his cauldron.

He... he didn't WANT to make a hate potion.

Lex hoped the ickles were all paying attention to the introduction by the Professor even if she hadn't bothered to tell any of them his name could be 'Collarbin'. That was like hers now, no one else was allowed to use it...officially.

Her eyebrows perked at the subject of this potion. A hate one? Professor Lafay had mentioned that sort in fact she remembered specifically asking about one but they never got around to making one. There might have been a time when she wanted one...to ward off love it might have been but she'd learned that wasn't quite how it worked so now there wasn't much use, no scheme she'd want to concoct with it, nothing.

The Gryffindor drew her wand as the Professor continued to speak and tapped her cauldron. "Scourgify. She next tapped at her utensils to get them clean. No telling how delicate this sort of thing could be.

Next she added the jobberknoll feather, just like that, by itself, done.

It was nice to see Professor Culloden in a good mood, but Lux wasn't thrilled about the subject of today's lesson. She'd gladly brew the potion because she LOVED making potions... but HATE? Why would anyone want to manufacture hatred?

Confused, she raised her hand. "Professor, I don't understand the purpose of this potion. I get what it does, but what purpose does it serve? Why would anyone want to create hatred instead of love and happiness?" As she waited for an answer, she cleaned her cauldron and equipment before adding the jobberknoll feather.

SPOILER!!: Lux's Notes

HATE POTION

Ingredients
1 jobberknoll feather
half a unicorn tail hair
three leech head
half a ginger root
ten carrots
a bunch of knotgrass
one wormwood
ten crow feathers
one common spider
two crocodile teeth

Process
1. Add the jobberknoll feather without any water or fire.

Toby was already set up and ready to go, and EAGER to get started with this potion.

............. Until he learnt what it was.

The Hufflepuff just sat there in his seat, as the okay mood he was in just completely drained from him. Hate potion? But......... why? Did they have to test it? Toby didn't want to hate anyone, and he especially didn't want anyone to hate HIM.

That pretty Phoenix boy was speaking up, though, which made Toby look over and sort of... silently cheer him on. Only silently though, because... well... he was suddenly not in the mood to talk. Where had THIS even COME FROM? This... downturn?

Half-hoping that Phoenix would maybe manage to persuade Culloden NOT to have them brew this potion, Toby silently added one jobberknoll feather to his just-cleaned cauldron and... yeah. Just sat there, pointedly not looking at Culloden or Soph or Kyroh, 'cause his brain was betraying him right now.

Marigold was not ready for such a sudden start to class, so she was taken aback and just stared for a second. After she calmed down and copied the ingredient list down, she took her wand out. "Scourgify." She peered inside her cauldron to make sure it was clean, which it was, then, once she made sure that it was, added the jobberknoll potion. And then she snorted slightly at Lux's question, though it was fair. Why would someone want to make a hate potion? Unless to have someone they wanted to hang out with start hating their best friend. But that was just hypothetical.

Adi blinked. What was up with his Professor? One moment he was looking all happy to see him and then the next it was all gone. Adi was concerned. Very. Had he done something to offend the man?
........................

The Hufflepuff shook his head and grinned at AJ. Hair ruffles and stuff were for later. Yep. Time to concentrate on the lesson.
........................

What, what, WHAT? A HATE Potion?! Adi did not know such a potion existed. But obviously if a love potion did, one of those could too. Nooooo. Hate was another word not in his vocabulary. He liked people. Even if they did something wrong to him, he couldn't hate. Mild dislike was what he could do the most. He glanced at AJ and Benny. If he had to take that potion ever, he wouldn't be looking at either of them first.

Reluctantly Adi picked up his quill and began to scribble down the ingredients. Why did they have to be brewing this potion? See? Lux understood. It was a silly, useless Potion. Sighing, and with his wand in hand now, he cleaned his cauldron using Scougify. There. One jobberknoll in the empty cauldron. No fire either.

Why was Kyroh sitting with those big kids? Was this the sort of class where one needed big kid help? Dot didn't really know any big kids yet, not well enough to ask for help, and since class had started, she'd have to just trust that Kyroh knew what he was about.

She perched on the seat next to the girl Kyroh was squished in beside, although she'd almost chosen the boy instead. The girl looked like she'd help, though, and she just wanted to sit by the the boy one 'cause she kind of wanted to look at him. Without it being weird.

If class hadn't started, Dot might have introduced herself to her new seatmates, but they were already being asked to do stuff that seemed challenging and Dot couldn't do that friendly-person thing when she was being challenged. So instead, she just meeped softly and pulled her cauldron out of her bag to clean it. Clean it, though? Was it dirty? How was she meant to clean it? They hadn't had to do this at Durmstrang. The little ginger watched her deskmates with wide eyes, waiting for one of them to do it first. She'd figure it out from there.

AND WHICH ONE WAS THE JOBBERKNOLL FEATHER?

"Yea.....fine...." Though, his eyes hadn't strayed from the little person as he responded to Jeremiah. Gabe didn't know whether or not to be suspicious of one so little...

No, switching places wasn't necessary. He'd just deal. He could deal for however many hours.......they were locked......in here for. This thought seemed to remind of the dungeon walls, though...and he shook his head, trying to refocus on something else. Jeremiah! Yes. Jeremiah could be his point of focus....

His hands were jittery some...but it wasn't unmanageable. Gabe could do this.


No, no...Gabriel didn't care one lick about impressing anyone. He was just here to learn, thanks.

...but it did make logical sense to write one's name down for teacher's purposes. Mainly because they could account that he was here and not skipping or just absent. After rationalizing, Gabriel pulled a sheet of paper and carefully wrote his name on it. There. They now knew each other's names...AND HE HADN'T EVEN HAD TO MAKE WORDS.

Relief. There was some of that.


After copying everything down because notes were something Gabriels did best, he pulled his cauldron and scourgified it. He immediately appreciated that the professor had emphasized the importance...and yep, he wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention to the little girl beside him. If he did, this was going to be bad. Gabriel didn't want to have a fit in the middle of class. Clara had done that in Astronomy and he didn't want people looking at him weird. He didn't want people looking at him at all, actually...

Gabe paused, willing his hands to stop shaking.

After cleaning them (because the professor had been adamant about cleaning everything before usage...and his hands were about to see some usage; shaking or not), he carefully picked up the jobberknoll feather and placed it into the cauldron.

So this guy, the older Claw, he had protectors. Or A protector, rather. And this one had come out of NOWHERE as SOON as the guy had started being all squirmy or whatever. How did you even GET that sort of protection? Was he running some sort of underground candy business? Was he bribing people to look after him? Did he have anything good to offer 'cause Maddie could scare people away easy enough. The brunette had LOTS of thoughts but continued to just watch. Class would be starting soon enough and she didn't want to make Culloden upset with lots of chatting. She actually CARED what HE thought.

And there was a Dot with Kyroh again. Were they seat buddies in classes, then? Had she missed the memo. Maybe she should make note of this in her notebook. Maybe.

Oh and they were starting! Thank Merlin. The brunette was having feelings and she disliked that VERY much. Distractions were welcome and hate potions, WELL, Maddie didn't waste her time hating people. She was wondering what it might feel like to genuinely loathe a person, though. What DID you do to a person you hated and did Culloden expect them to try this out? Seemed a bit risky to HER.

Cleanliness, yes. Maddie had already taken care of that part but she gave it another go just to please the potions dude. "Scourgify." Looked good. smelled good. Yes, she smelled her cauldron. She was ready to begin. Well, AFTER ingredients were organized, of course.

Jobberknoll feather. Maddie glanced at the boy in the glasses and his bodyguard, wondering if THEY knew which it was. She could help them if they needed it, maybe. As for her, she picked up HER one jobberknoll feather and added it to the cauldron WITHOUT water or flame, per Culloden's instructions.

Then she updated her notes.

SPOILER!!: Notes

Quote:

Hate Potion
Ingredients:
-1 jobberknoll feather
-half a unicorn tail hair
-three leech head
-half a ginger root
-ten carrots
-a bunch of knotgrass
-one wormwood
-ten crow feathers
-one common spider
-two crocodile teeth

Steps:
1. Clean cauldron
2. Add one Jobberknoll feather to empty, unheated cauldron.

A nod was given to this Professor. He was cool.

He is chilling like a villain.

Well, enough about chilling and not thinking about explosions because if he did something would explode in his cauldron and this Professor Cosgrach Culloden would be totally not chill. Now Dante was not going to write his name down. Cosgrach Culloden would remember his name soon enough. It might take a day or seven years. Depends on how hard Dante tries.

Now this potion sounds like it would be perfect to give to someone and laugh at the outcome. Yep, he would never try it willingly. Well his cauldron did look clean. He even looked in Hugo's to compare. It looked about the same. Well he was not totally lazy like someone he knows. So he went up and cleaned his cauldron because he did not know that fancy water spell yet or any cleaning spells. Talk bout unlucky.

Well he had everything clean. He thinks. Just one more problem. What in merlin's pants was a jobberknoll feather. "Hey. Professor, What is a jobberknoll feather?"

Dante asked with his hand raised. It was a legit question

...Even Sophie was squinting at Culloden's choice of potion today.

She was happy that Kyroh sat with them, though, and was happy that Tobes seemed happy with it, too, but as soon as Culloden had announced the potion of the day, the whooole atmosphere of the room shifted. People were protesting, others looked downright disheartened, and there didn't seem to be a single soul who looked excited for it. She couldn't blame them, really - what practical use DID such a potion have?

No, really... what WAS the purpose?

She thought about it for a little while as people voiced their dismay, and eventually she raised a hand and offered her own thoughts on the subject, "What if there's someone who, like, has really wronged you and hurt you time and time again, but maybe you love 'em and you can't quite bring yourself to remove the toxic person from your life because of those feelings - so, because y'know they're no good for you despite what you feel, you take the potion right before you're gonna see this person, and then maybe you'll finally be able to summon up the proper emotions to stand up for yourself and say whatcha need to say?" So the heart would feel the emotions that aligned with what the head already knew needed to be done? That seemed logical and all.

Just a suggestion. Super defensive of Culloden's choices and all, even if she couldn't initially see the potential uses.

Text Cut: Dot

Quote:

Originally Posted by Cassirin

Why was Kyroh sitting with those big kids? Was this the sort of class where one needed big kid help? Dot didn't really know any big kids yet, not well enough to ask for help, and since class had started, she'd have to just trust that Kyroh knew what he was about.

She perched on the seat next to the girl Kyroh was squished in beside, although she'd almost chosen the boy instead. The girl looked like she'd help, though, and she just wanted to sit by the the boy one 'cause she kind of wanted to look at him. Without it being weird.

If class hadn't started, Dot might have introduced herself to her new seatmates, but they were already being asked to do stuff that seemed challenging and Dot couldn't do that friendly-person thing when she was being challenged. So instead, she just meeped softly and pulled her cauldron out of her bag to clean it. Clean it, though? Was it dirty? How was she meant to clean it? They hadn't had to do this at Durmstrang. The little ginger watched her deskmates with wide eyes, waiting for one of them to do it first. She'd figure it out from there.

AND WHICH ONE WAS THE JOBBERKNOLL FEATHER?

As she'd already cleaned all her materials and things before Culloden started class - and she knew the professor had already seen her do it - Soph went ahead and levitated a single jobberknoll feather into her cauldron. Practicing her handywork and all. But the little Slytherin next to her, who seemed to be watching them all, caught her eye - oh. Did she need help?

"I know you probably don't need any help because you're a super capable woman," Soph whispered to her, because that's the way she would've wanted someone to talk to her if she needed help - completely downplaying the need of help, "but just in case, all we gotta do is use the scouring charm to clean out cauldron first, just to make sure we're not gonna cross-contaminate or anything. Like this." She pointed her wand at one of her stirring sticks and casted, "Scourgify. Just inside your cauldron instead. And a jobberknoll's a little blue bird - the feathers look like this." She stood up a little to point to the one she'd already dropped into her own cauldron. "D'you have one of those?" Should've been in her potions kit somewhere.

..... Zahra shook her head. Old Man Potions was gonna have some chicken fried Phoenix today!

"It's alright, man," Zahra encouraged Phoenix. "I have NEVER brewed a good potion in my life. Being in my group is an automatic dud-potion. You won't have to hate anyone. Professor Potions is just teaching what he KNOWS and he knows hate," she provided helpfully. No big deal. Zahra even got it, Cullyman was just playing to his strengths.

Meanwhile, Zahra tipped her cauldron over and waved her wand around inside of it. Clean clean clean la la la weeeeeee.

alrighty getting right into it sounded awesome to him, he loved this class because he got to mostly work by himself and control how his own potion came out-ish. He took out his quill and made some notes.

taking out his wand he made sure that all his tools were cleaned with water and then used "Scourgify" once they were totally cleaned he looked down at the first step, it seemed pretty easy all he had to do was to add his feather into his cauldron.

done and done, he picked it up ever so carefully and placed it in. Time to sit there and wait for the next step.

Really? The spot had been for him? Kyroh BEAMED at Toby and resisted the urge to give both him and Sophie a hug. No hugs right now. Potions time. Serious business.

Dot did get a wave though! Because look! She was sitting right there beside Sophie. Was Sophie going to be her new protector like how Toby was his? That would be AWESOME. Though he didn't really think Dot would need protecting. Her and Maddie were as his grandmum would call, tough cookies!

Eyes flicking back to Culloden he was READY TO LEARN. Until...uh....he heard the name of the potion that they would he making. His eyes immediately were drawn to the ingredients and NO Dragon parts cool but.....his mouth suddenly felt dry, and his eyes strangely wet. He ducked his head down and took out his wand.

"Scourgify" He mumbled pointing his wand inside the cauldron and cleaning it right away. Looking through his kit he quickly found a jobberknoll feather and dropped it inside the otherwise empty cauldron and then started writing.

SPOILER!!: Kyrohs Notes

Kyroh Scabior's Notes
Second Year
Potion: Hate Potion

Ingredients:

• 1 jobberknoll feather
• half a unicorn tail hair
• three leech head
• half a ginger root
• ten carrots
• a bunch of knotgrass
• one wormwood
• ten crow feathers
• one common spider
• two crocodile teeth

Steps:

1. Add the jobberknoll feather without any water or fire

....."I don't really want anyone to hate me." Kyroh murmured, more to himself than anything else, once he had finished. And then a boy with BIG hair spoke up (really, he had really big hair, it was almost pettable) about not wanting to make the potion. Annnd then Sophie spoke up about why the potion could be good. SO if people were speaking up- Kyroh's hand shot up into the air. "Sir can we make a hug potion instead 'cause I figure that's right between a love and a hate potion and then Sophie and Mister-big hair guy will be all right and then no one will hate me." SOUNDED LIKE A GOOD PLAN ALRIGHT!?

He grinned. The professor grinned. Slightly but still. Now Hugo felt a bit comfortable and not scared. Good, good.

Cosgrach Culloden.

Cosgrach.

Why did he thought of cockroaches when he heard the professor's name?

ANYWAYS, the class started and the very first thing he did was to write his name down on a paper so Culloden knew his name. After that, the professor explained that they were going to be doing a hate potion. Hate. Potion. Hugo had a puzzled look. Why did he needed to hate someone? Unless they had stolen his bag of sour gummy worms or something else important. Hugo raised his hand, "Professor, are we going to drink this potion?" and yes, he had hesitated to ask, but who cares?

Hugo did as he was told. He cleaned his already clean cauldron and then proceeded to grab a jobberknoll feather. The boy stared at his potion kit. Which one was it? He didn't have to ask the professor because Dante already did. So, he waited.

SPOILER!!: notes

Ingredients

1 jobberknoll feather
half a unicorn tail hair
three leech head
half a ginger root
ten carrots
a bunch of knotgrass
one wormwood
ten crow feathers
one common spider
two crocodile teeth

Add the jobberknoll feather without any water or fire

What was that look about? What? Did he hate her? He didn't even know her? The jerk. Yeah, she didn't like being disliked all that much but really it was his big old problem because just because he didn't like her didn't mean she'd at least try in this darn class.

She didn’t care who this guy was. She was going to prove to Professor Hateymchatterson that she wasn’t a bad seed. She wasn’t a bad apple, nope…she was a good apple, sort of sour at times but still no doubt a good apple.

Taking her wand she angrily aimed it into her cauldron and began to scour it clean. "Scourgify" she muttered and carefully cleaned out her cauldron. Could she possibly just throw her cauldron at his head? Would that be too rude though? She didn't care really, but she wanted to prove that he could make a potion properly...even if some of the ingredients were gross.

"Ewww leach heads?" She gasped but continued to clean out her potion until it was sparkling clean. And now, resetting it she carefully dropped the jobberknoll feather into the water-less and fire-less cauldron...now what?

Quill and parchment thats what she needed next...she carefully made a nametag and stuck it on the table in front of her.

Quote:

Puck Greyveson
Gryffindor 4th Year

What? She was a transfer after all.

It was possible that Dot Wojack was going to chuck her cauldron across the dungeon out of frustration. Possible, and growing ever more likely, until she was rescued by the Older Girl sitting next to her. Instructions, whispered so that no one else would know Dot was bad at this, and nice words that were basically a promise that she didn't think poorly of Dot.

Yet. It was still early days.

Dot climbed up to kneel on her chair so she could point her wand directly into her cauldron, and then she gave the Girl a very serious are-you-sure-about-this look. What... if... what if? "Scourgify." Good news was that nothing blew up. Bad news was... it was hard to tell if anything had happened at all. But no explosions, so... good start.

Now she could start looking for a blue feather. Dot sorted through her potions kit until she found it stuck to the bottom of a phial, and when she mangled it out, the poor bent thing looked pretty sad. And... into the cauldron it went. "I'm Dot." Give something else, Wojack. "I'm delightful." That's what her gran said.

Right after she took out her utensils Beverly caught sight of Aditya, the cool Puffer. He didn't need to know she thought of him like that, it was enough that she finally admitted he had some cool in him. He got a wave and a nod...and a tiny grin.

She was warming up to him.

Turning her attention away from the Puff, her grin turned into a smirk, a gleam in her eyes. Here was her favorite Slytherin. Cutty Mordaunt. They should have a secret handshake, they were that cool to have one.

"Mordaunt," she greeted, a hint of a sing-song tone in her voice, as well as shooting him a nod. He was her partner in case they were needed, it's been decided because SOMEONE REFUSED to sit with her.

Yes. That someone was her boyfriend. What even? So when Jeremiah passed he got SQUINTY eyes from the Prefect. Go wink to that boy he's been sitting with in lessons. She's noticed. Whatever. She had Cutty Mordaunt. PFFFFT.

It was okay. All okay. The lesson was starting and she had things to focus on. Like on...wait--what? Hate potion? It's effect intrigued her, but--they weren't going to try in this lesson, would they? It would be awful if she felt hatred toward Cutty or Jeremiah, EVEN if she felt like giving him a little punch. The thought caused goosebumps to crawl up her arms.

Either way, she jotted down the ingredients and wrote down the first step, then followed by cleansing her cauldron with a Scourgify. Making sure it was spotless, Beverly dropped a single jobberknoll feather in.

Interesting potion here. Hmm...

Right, everything had to be cleaned before using. She'd learned last year that even if something looked clean, that didn't mean it was clean. So she had to clean her cauldron first. Hayden was okay with that, even excited because it meant she would get to use a spell she'd learned last year. She hadn't been able to use any magic at all over the summer - because that was illegal - and she had missed it because she really liked using magic. There was a grin on her face as she took out her wand and pointed it at her cauldron. "Scourgify." Hayden grinned in satisfaction and moved on to the first step of the potion.

She dropped a single jobberknoll feather into cauldron. What was a jobberknoll and why was its feather an ingredient in an anger potion? That first part wasn't so important, that was more Care of Magical Creatures than Potions but she did have another question. Hayden raised her hand. "Professor, why is the jabberknoll feather important? And why can't we add it with water or fire?" She hoped Culloden was prepared to answer her many questions, about pretty much every ingredient. Maybe, considering her visit to his office last year. She felt kind of bad that she had so many questions because she didn't want to bug him,but she was really curious.

She didn’t see what the big deal was. Why so many people wer questioning Professor Culloden’s decision to teach them what he wanted to. So they were supposed to be making a hate potion. As far as Brooklyn was concerned, a little of that was necessary. Liking everyone just looked exhausting, which was why she had never bothered to try. As long as people respected her, she was fine. Being afraid of her was okay too, considering it meant people didn’t annoy her. Potions usually didn’t last forever anyway, so all the complaining would probably just make him angry. Of course, that could be interesting too, as long as it wasn’t directed at her.

All she was doing was paying attention to the lesson. She’d cleaned her cauldron when requested, feeling like she accomplished something since she’d known Scourgify. She’d watched mama and daddy cast it enough that she’d learned, and it was interesting to cast it herself for the first time ever now she had her own wand. She couldn’t figure out how they would make a potion without adding water first, though. There wasn’t even any listed in the potion ingredients that had been written on the board to copy. It was a question she wasn’t going to ask. There was no way of knowing how it’d be taken after all the complaints, so she’d just wait. She dropped the little blue feather into her cauldron, however, before she wrote her name carefully onto the top of her journal page, followed by copying the potion ingredients inside. That way there would be no question of her name, and people would know it was her journal too. She wouldn’t have to hex anyone for stealing it.

SPOILER!!: notes

Hate Potion
1 jobberknoll feather
half a unicorn tail hair
three leech head
half a ginger root
ten carrots
a bunch of knotgrass
one wormwood
ten crow feathers
one common spider
two crocodile teeth

1. Put the jobberknoll feather into the cauldron after cleaning it. NO water or heat.

A hate potion?! One that made you hate the first person you saw?

Lol.

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL.

He was PRETTY good at hating people. Kinda came naturally with the people being generally stupid thing. But this potion made Whitty wonder just how strongly it can make you hate someone. Full out loathing until you're spitting venom or small, general dislike for another being? Probably came with the strength of the potion and which ingredients you decided to increase by a small margin. Speaking of, when the ingredients list popped up, the fifth year scanned it quickly, tapping his chin with the end of his quill as he did so. Interesting.

And that kid had a good question: WERE they allowed to test out the potion? Dude was kinda curious but he certainly didn't want to be the first person trying out the potion. Nah! He'd rather see someone else trying it out first just to see what the effects were.

Oh, they were getting started already? BRILLIANT.

Grayson pulled out his wand and confidently cast the Scouring Charm on the inside of his cauldron. Easy. He then pulled out a Jobberknoll feather and added it into the cauldron. No water, no fire, just a single feather that floated down towards the bottom of the cauldron.

Text Cut: Journal

Hate Potion:
Grayson Whitlock

Ingredients:
- 1 jobberknoll feather
- half a unicorn tail hair
- three leech head
- half a ginger root
- ten carrots
- a bunch of knotgrass
- one wormwood
- ten crow feathers
- one common spider
- two crocodile teeth


Steps:
1) Add 1 Jobberknoll feather without adding water or lighting the flame

A hate potion? Sounded very... angry. At least it wasn't anything mushy like a love potion or some kind of gooey thing like a friendship potion. Because those were the absolute WORST. Ophelia did NOT want to know how to make all of those crazy gushy potions, partly because she had little to no use for them, and partly because messing with that kind of magic was just wrong on soooooo many levels. Like more levels than she could count. More levels than existed. Wasn't there a wizard before who messed with love potions? And didn't that person's son have problems loving or something? And wasn't he like reaaallly bad? Like awful? Like steal your T.V remote and eat all of your gummy bears before handing you an empty wrapper bad?

Yeah. If she remembered correctly, he was that bad. It was all a very interesting story, told by none other than her oldest sister herself. 'Little Miss Perfect.' The Houdini of storytelling. But it was always the middle part of the tale that got to Ophelia. The part where he took over the wizarding world and started enacting his evil plans, which of course involved unspeakable evil, because villains were apparently good at it. The unspeakable evil thing, she meant. Anyway, as a kid, it always made poor 'Ophie cry when she was told about his reign of terror. Though the ending was good. But as she got older and thought of it, the ending was also kind of sad from his point of view. Did that make her deranged? Probably, right? But that wasn't important right now. In fact, snagging her thoughts away from her childhood nostalgia and back into the real world, she wondered what would happen if she drank a hate potion and then had a baby. Would it not be able to hate? Or would it be sooo full of hatred that it would be pure evil? How did these things work again?

Anyway, hatred. Was he sure he wanted to do this with a bunch of children and teenagers? Because teenage hatred turned into an all out war, and Ophelia did noooot think she was ready for such a thing. To watch, or be in. Didn't he know about teenage arguments and such. HONESTLY, it was like professors had never been teenagers. Sometimes the eleven year old thought they were just hatched and raised in the castle, like some mythical creature that no one ever bothered to write in a textbook. Well, would you write about the teacher creature in a textbook? Hey, that kind of rhymed! And maybe she would write about the infamous 'teacher creature' if the tanned girl ever found the time.

Also, cleaning evvveeerrryttthing? That sounded HARD. Not just because she was lazy --which she was, don't get the kid wrong here-- but it also meant that the firstie needed to remember another step. Which was always a problem. And why school was a constant annoyance instead of something loved, like her siblings loved it. But if she concentrated, it would work, right?

Tying her blonde hair back into a loose ponytail, the shorter girl cleaned her cauldron with a sigh, thinking about how much work this was. Okay, now to dry off the cauldron --no water, remember-- and drop the feather in. Great, that was MORE steps. Drying off the cauldron, she dropped the feather in and waited for the next instruction, looking at the feather in the bottom of her now dry cauldron. BAM. She was like a tiny, wild, wizard up in here!

Leo wasn't that fond of the pieces of parchments that they used to take notes, as he'd learned in Divination and Astronomy so he'd gotten his mum to send him notebooks and was very happy writing it with a pen, as opposed to a quill.



Happy with how he'd set out his notes he'd decided to start with it, quickly going to wash all of the things that he was going to use. Now... what was a jobber knoll feather....

He had 11 in total, and grabbed the one that stood out compared to the other black ones. So he put that in the cauldron and waited for the next instruction, twirling his pen in his hand.