Madge laughed uncomfortably. Her boldness took a lot out of her, ah the curse of an introvert. "To be honest I'd much rather brew first... not that I don't trust you but... I'd rather put off being mildly poisoned." she gave a more genuine grin this time.

Elliot shuffled back to the table with the ingredients and eyed the potion Jay had returned with. "That doesn't look too bad. At least there's not a lot I guess." He peeked over into the cup and shrugged as he couldn't smell anything either but then again, the best poisons were odorless.

Ilia may have waited a bit long to pick a partner it seemed, they were running down to the wire and now the professor was possibly going to be pairing people up. That didn't concern her...........until she heard Zeke Browne pipe up about not having a partner. For Merlin's sake no! She HAD to have a partner now, no way was she getting stuck with that smug , smarmy, self adoring jerk.

Just then, when she had begun to fret....a baby badger squeaked at her. Could he be her little buddy? Well....why not? At least she got to pick him and not get stuck with someone insufferable. "You certainly can.", she replied gently to the younger boy with a smile. It seemed that she was a Puff magnet....

Did this child just...offer to poison himself for her? Yup, it was a Puff....It did however, make more sense for her to brew first. She had a far higher chance of success, after all. She had several years more experience than he did and she could show him / give him pointers in the brew.....then hopefully the child could do it for himself. Hopefully she would not suffer the effects of whatever the potions professor was subjecting them to for long.... "Come, set up beside me." The sixteen year old patted the space next to her pretty copper cauldron. She....kind of wanted to pat the child on the head and tell him that he was a good boy.....better not.

Ilia gathered herself and walked up to the front, gathering all of the ingredients that would be needed. Bezoars and mistletoe was a rather interesting combination.....

Merlin, she was such a grown up. Last term she really disliked this dude because he successfully defeated her in final duel, but now they worked together in a class. A hundred points for you, Burton.

"Alright, I'll get the ingredients." The young lioness said to her partner. She walked to Professor Newton's table to get the ingredients. 1 Bezoar, 2 measures of Standard Ingredients, 1 pinch of unicorn horn and 2 mistletoe berries. It seemed like they're gonna brew the antidote because Ava remembered when her father talked about bezoar as one component for antidote. "Don't worry, I'm very confident about my potion brewing skill." She said.

As soon as his partner picked her poison, Jace lead the way back to his work station, and neatly arranged the ingredients in front of them. He even got out the tools they needed, like the cauldron, stirrers, and the like. He'll get the burner later on. The Ravenclaw nodded, and grinned at Elsa. "It is, my brother also graduated from there." And he missed them loads, because he didn't get to see them last Christmas. They both opted to stay in Japan since they have a lot of work to do. "I am half. My papa's British." Ryden has been very busy too due to the fact that he's moving back to the United Kingdom to work for the Ministry. "Oh, you are?" Jace turned to face her fully, really interested with her ancestry and all, "I've never been to Portugal. Do you miss home though?" Because he does. He can't wait to board the plane in a few months and join the bright summer festivals in Tokyo.

Elsa got a bright smile from Jace as she spoke of the bezoar. He could tell that she knows her stuff as well, so he thought, this partnering up thing is not so bad after all. The Ravenclaw had to clamp on his mouth to prevent himself from laughing too hard. Instead, giggles came out of his clamped mouth. "I wouldn't want horns on my head...but I think it'll be interesting to sport around. You know, for research purposes?" Merlin, his Ravenclaw is shining through today, isn't it?

Jace glanced at the professor, wondering if they could start already? He's all pumped up and ready to go, Professor Ratman!

It didn't worry Dot too much that the professor had them poisoning themselves within the first five minutes. In the broader scheme of things, this was one of the least dangerous things being asked of them so far this year. They were in greater danger of poisoning each other with the antidote than of being seriously injured by the poison the professor was administering...

Which was why Dot was going to do the brewing today. Unless Kaycee felt really strongly about it, Dot was really good at Potions and wanted to make sure that her compatriot didn't die. Or didn't kill her. It would be really awful to be responsible for someone's death.

"I'll get the ingredients, and you can take the poison. Don't worry... I'll be saving your life." Dot saluted her partner before skipping up to collect ingredients.

Whoah wait a sec. Did the Potions Master just say they'd be ingesting some POISON?

.... Was this some variety of Ogden's Finest? Because he may know a bit of those. BY NAME. He doesn’t know what those tastes like. Not yet anyway

But oh hellz naaaw, Proffy man actually meant poison of the Mrs Skower's All-Purpose Magical Mess Remover vintage. Or at least something that would fake its effects. Hobbling Hinkypunks this is hardcore! Looove it.

But before he could display that iconic Gryffindor chivalry, Haddie went ahead and volunteered to take the poison. Whut? Is she serious? But off she goes.

He scampers after her and mutters "For an Eaglette, youre pretty daring Denaker." Daring Denaker. He is just WINNING the alter ego name game today isnt he? "Keep at it you could be an honorary Lion Cub." Just as he's probably an honorary Eaglette hehe.

And off he goes collecting their ingredients. Like a chef in a glorious farmers market, Tenacius picked up each ingredient and examined it with careful eye, feeling it, smelling it (or so it seemed as some of these really are poisonous when inhaled), being very selective about it. He is a world class chef and his creations deserve only the FINEST ingredients.

Oh man. Icky potions and antidotes? Professor Newton could call it not harmful all he wanted, but Norah wasn't convinced. Not convinced enough to want to let Yoongi drink it, anyways. That would take a whole lot of convincing. Sure, it was kind of exciting, but it was mostly a DISASTER. What if he got sick or sad or broken or grew turnips out of his ears? And if she couldn't brew a good antidote it'd be all her fault and she'd have to live with the guilt for the entire rest of her life, which would be a pretty awful life. She wasn't ready for that quite yet.

Catching Yoongi's uncertain look, she responded with a grimace and a shrug. Uhhh. WAS she good at potions? She hadn't blown up anything yet, and Professor Culloden made sure she wasn't completely incompetent. Sure, she didn't really understand the underlying significance of absolutely anything relevant to potion making and probably never would considering that Sophie Brown wasn't still here to explain all the things, but she wasn't completely hopeless. It wasn't like this was ancient runes or something. But still. Fake poison or not, that was real responsibility.

"Err. I'm alright? Ish? Kinda sorta?" With an apologetic look, Norah shrugged again and silently willed him to make a decision. SHE couldn't just decide. Or maybe she could. Strong prefect sixth year, right? She had meant to start acting like one of those. Before she could second guess herself too much, she stood up quickly and said, "You're probably much better than I am though so I can take the poison thing okay? Okay," all very fast. DIDJA SEE THAT? THAT was a DECISION. Kind of. She'd have to work on the coherence later. With that, she made her way to the front of the room to retrieve her certain death potion.

Text Cut: Olivia Pope & Professor Poison

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Haddie went and claimed a Gryffindor boy so she was definitely out of the running for partners. Then as her vision passed towards the back of the room, Olivia was greeted by the presence and greeting of one David. “Hi…” she greeted back before nodding in acceptance of his offered partnership in spite of the fact he seemed not to want to move any closer to her. Or perhaps it was Rachel the girl her own best friend had outed to have a crush on him which made things awkward. She briefly glanced at her friend as if to check if it was alright before realizing it was just partnering for a class.

Clearly fine and simple.

“Olivia…” she said retrieving her bag and moving closer. “Olivia Stone,” she added accepting his offered hand to shake. And seeing as his spot in the back was clearer of people, Olivia supposed that was where they should be working.

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Art cleared his throat and was about to speak when he realised he hadn’t washed his hands. One of the cardinal rules! He went to the basin, washed and dried his hands, and returned to his spot. “Well, uhh, t-today we are going to be working in pairs because one of you will be taking a sample of this potion,” he said, holding up a small vial of a very diluted elixir he had made just that morning, “And the other one will be brewing an antidote.” He smiled. Wasn’t this going to be fun?

“The elixir is one I made. It is not harmful in any way. Well… not actually harmful. It was designed to mimic the effect of a common poison. BUT it is a very diluted mixture. So, you won’t… you won’t uhh… die.” He cleared his throat again. He didn’t mean to say that. “One of you will ingest a few drops of this, and the other will brew an antidote to common poisons!” He had thought it was a good way to ease the students back into the rhythm of classes. A nice simple potion.

“You don’t need to worry about ingredients, I’ve got them all here.” He had a selection of Bezoars, standard ingredient, unicorn horns, and mistletoe berries. “When you’re ready, decide amongst yourselves which of you will be going first at brewing the potion, then when each of you have done that, we will swap!” He went to the blackboard behind him and wrote, with chalk;
He looked around and, just in case other students hadn't managed to find a pair, he added "If you're still looking for a partner, just uhhh.. r-raise your hand and I can pair you up." Though history reminded him that people didn't like it when the Professor paired people up.

OOC: Okay, so again, this isn’t a poison. It will just give you some mild side effects such as dizziness (please no fainting), drowsiness, slight headache, stomach ache, nausea/vomiting, coughing, sore joints, thirstiness, blurred vision, slight behavioural changes (crankiness, restlessness, irritability, or even euphoria and giggles… + any other mild behavioural changes you would like to RP), and any other MILD general side effects you would like to RP. You can have as few or as little side effects as you want to RP – I just hope you have fun with it! But nothing serious! No fainting, no dying etc.

Drinkers – RP your charactes coming up and getting a sample of the elixir from Professor Newton. It will only be a teaspoon in size, and he will give it to you in a little cup. Please don’t drink it until I post again.

Brewers – RP your characters coming up and getting the ingredients.

My next post will be the first few steps, where we will all get started. I’ll be posting again in 24ish hours. In the mean time, you can chat amongst yourselves, deciding who will go first, expressing your concerns, or excitement etc.

THEY WERE GOING TO DIE!!!!!!!

Just kidding, David didn't mind. Er, he didn't mind drinking common poison, because that certainly made the task of brewing the antidote more challenging and fun. He glanced at Olivia, whose hand he had had just shaken and whom he had of course escorted over to his lab station, to try to gauge her thoughts on poison. David had to stop studying her so that he could jot down the list of ingredients, but then he turned back, stiffly, toward his partner. He did offer her a small, very small smile as he asked politely:

"Would you rather drink or brew?"

Mel smiled over to the other girl and just grinned. This girl seemed smart. “Ah, yeah I don’t blame you – being mildly poisoned doesn’t sound that fun at all does it?” She shrugged and then tipped her head slightly. “Though it could be a good thing? That way we know what poison does…and well, we can learn how to counteract it or become slowly tolerant to it?” Was she crazy? Possibly. That was yet to be seen but really, she had heard of so many bond villains growing tolerances to poisons…now, she wasn’t a bond villain (yet) but that didn’t mean she couldn’t work on her ability to not be poisoned.

“I can help you, you know…with any of the steps if you need?” She offered with a grin. It was more a nervous grin because HELLO she was voluntarily being poisoned.

Hugo was looking for a partner but the partner came to him. "Great! I'm Hugo" said to the Ravenclaw girl. Cool, now they just needed to know what they were going to do.

After a few minutes, Newton gave the instructions. It was simple enough, one of them was going to "die" and the other was going to save his/her life. "I can drink the elixir if you want" said to Janelle. Truth was that he wasn't very good at Potions. Heh. And he rather not finish with someone else's life.

They were gonna ........ oooooooooh no. Absolutely not. One hundred percent N to the period of O!

Amur sort of stared at the Professor. It was impossible to determine exactly what was going on, or where they were. Surely this wasn't Hogwarts anymore. Hogwarts Professors wouldn't willingly poison their students. WOULD THEY?!

Sure she'd heard stories, but those were unknowing stories. Unintentional. And they involved ice cream! Speaking of ice cream, while she was all for trying new things, experimenting and being adventurous this was no cockroach cluster or slug split! This was poison. And no, she didn't care how mild it apparently was.

What if her partner didn't make a good antidote? What then? She didn't want to be sick. Being sick was no fun and turning blue was even less fun.

Very slowly, Amur began to slide down in her seat, like a melting ice cube beginning to pool under her desk. It was done carefully, so as not to draw too much notice what with being at the front of the class and all. Her eyes drifted up to Bastien, somewhat regretfully, along with a whisper. "Sorry, think you'll need a new partner. There's no way I'm going to be part of some experiment."

Art noticed Mr. Browne and Mr. Reed hadn’t found partners yet, but just as he was about to assign the two together, they found their own partners. Art turned his gaze around the class, watching the students plan their Poison adventure together, and find partners. He looked at his watch to make sure they were on time. As students came up to get their ingredients, and their little drink of elixir, he gave smiled and nods, but Mr. Meriwether had brought a chuckle to the man. Art gave him the taster. From the corner of his eye he saw Miss. Neverwinter slide down the seat a little. Perhaps if she saw just how fun her classmates were having brewing and drinking, perhaps she’d feel like joining in. Otherwise… well, otherwise he was out of ideas.

He walked to the blackboard and wrote the method of the potion on the board for the students to reference.

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Antidote to Common Poisons
Ingredients:
1 Bezoar
2 measures of Standard Ingredient
1 pinch of unicorn horn
2 mistletoe berries
2 cups of water

Method:
Add 1 Bezoar to the mortar
Crush into a very fine powder using the pestle
Add 4 measures of the crushed Bezoar to your cauldron
Add 2 measures of Standard Ingredient to your cauldron
Add 2 cups of water to your cauldton
Heat to a medium temperature for 5 seconds
Leave to brew for 5 minutes

Add 1 pinch of Unicorn Horns to your cauldron
Stir 2 times, clockwise
Add 2 Mistletoe Berries to your cauldron
Stir 2 times, anti-clockwise
Leave to sit for at least 2 minutes before using

He turned back to face the class, ready to get started!
“Okay now, everyone has their ingredients and their little cup of the elixir?” he asked, looking around. “Err… those who are drinking the elixir may do so now, and those brewing the antidote can get started now.”

Art himself had set up his own space with the equipment necessary to brew the potion. He added one bezoar to the mortar, and used the pestle to crush that stone into a very fine powder. “Now, you want to make sure that you put your elbow into it. Crush it into a powder as fine as you can. Any chunky bits might affect your potion.” He carefully tilted his mortar so that they could see his own very fine powder of bezoar.

OOC: I’ve modified the method slightly, so it doesn’t exactly match up to the Pottermore method. Removed the wand-use, and waiting 40 minutes. IC this is just Art’s tried and true method.

Drinkers: Drink your elixir and start having fun with those MILD side effects - dizziness (please no fainting), drowsiness, slight headache, stomach ache, nausea/vomiting, coughing, sore joints, thirstiness, blurred vision, slight behavioural changes (crankiness, restlessness, irritability, or even euphoria and giggles… + any other mild behavioural changes you would like to RP), and any other MILD general side effects you would like to RP. You can have as few or as little side effects as you want to RP – I just hope you have fun with it! But nothing serious! No fainting, no dying etc.

Brewers: Start up!

If you still don’t have a partner, that’s okay! Just pretend you do, and you can still RP taking the ‘poison’ elixir, and then brewing (whichever order you want). If you DO have a partner, I think about 5 posts each for the brewer, minimum, and at least 3 for the drinker. Feel free to do more if you feel sprinkled with creativity dust. I’ll resume in about 2 days, and then swap, so that those brewing can try the ‘poison’ elixir, and those having been poisoned can brew the antidote.

You don’t need to wait for your partner to post between your posts.

I’m still here, checking in as much as possible, so if you want Art’s attention, just flag it in the subject box and we will get to it as soon as we can. I’ll brew along with the class, but please don’t wait for me! Keep going at your own pace.
DRINKERS: DO NOT drink the Antidote to Common Poisons until Art tells you to!

Oh so they can start now? Jace watched as the professor revealed to them the instructions, and followed him with his eyes as he began to crush his bezoar. Before starting though, Jace's hand flew up in the air, wanting his question to be answered. "Professor? How does the other ingredients affect the potion's strength? Is it to cover the wide assortment of poisons, or is it just to reinforce the bezoar? Also, isn't the bezoar enough to cure a mild poison in the first place?" So in other words, do they really need to brew it?

The Ravenclaw lowered his hand, pulled his parchment and quill, and started to jot down notes. He will need to go over it again once class is done. Apparently, this potion seems to be a very important one; every witch or wizard must have one in his or her pocket.

Jace nudged Elsa gently, and gave her a smile. "I'm going to start now. Hang in there, okay?" The Ravenclaw didn't wait for her to answer because any moment now, she won't be feeling too well. The Ravenclaw made a quick dash towards the sinks, washed his hands...dried it, and went back to their station. First things first! Jace got his mortar and pestle, cleaned them with a cleaning spell, which by now he had obviously mastered, "Scourgify!", and dropped his bezoar in it.

Crush, crush, cruuuush.

He was coming to her? Well, that was awful nice of him, given she was pretty sure she was younger one. She shifted some of her things across to make space, and smiled as he introduced himself. "Nice teh meet yeh, Oliver. I'm Sam."

"I'll drink first," she responded after a moment's thinking. "Then I get teh watch boff you and t'professeh brew it befor' I do." She hoped that was okay? She wasn't the most confident in her potions skills yet, and she learnt by watching, not reading or writing. Plus she wasn't too worried about the 'poison' she was meant to take. She'd probably eaten worse in the past.

Madge shook her head and gave an equally as nervous grin as the one she saw on the face of her new Potions partner. "Well lucky you I've been at least half-way decent at potions this year. I'll get started with this potion, and you can... uh... poison yourself?" Madge's face took on some colour as she laughed a little. Slowly but surely human interaction would be less uncomfortable.

She shuffled her way through the crowd of students in front of the professors stores and picked up the ingredients listed. When she returned to her table she looked at Mel, held up the Bezoar with her thumb and forefigner, and gave a twisted face with her tongue stuck out. "So gross right?"



Madge nodded at the professor and her face suddenly got serious. She knew that if she messed up her antidote the professor would help Mel, but she still took this VERY seriously.

From her wrist she untied a long scrap piece of beige fabric and she draped it around her neck under her long and insanely-curly bushy hair. She squashed her hair together with her hands and used the scrap of fabric to tie it up. She used to use fabric covered elastic bands when she was in the muggle world with her family, but for some reason she had yet to see a witch or wizard shop sell them. But her hair needed to be away from her face and back for her to concentrate, so scrap fabric it was. Much more sturdy too.

She pulled her mortar and pestle closer to herself on the table and she plonked the bezoar into it. Fine powder eh? She squared herself up over the mortar and pestle and then pounded the living wits out of it.

After a few minutes it still wasn't a fine powder. She never was the strongest, but she was determined.

After it hit a more granular TVP-looking stage she began to grind it using circular motions.

It was actually a little embarrassing that he wasn't the first person claimed, like, his dad was a potioneer, ergo.. he was a pro. And he was! Like, all O's, always... it was easy as pie. So naturally, he'd make the perfect partner.

... and at least SOMEONE wanted to be his partner. He liked working with his own kind, Gryffindors, though he didn't know much about the first year. Bella. He knew that much, really. Their interactions had been limited until now, and he was sure they would continue to be once the lesson ended. Like. He was a fifth year. BUT.. for now, yes, "Sure, sounds good to me," he even shifted over slightly to make room for her at his table. "I'll grab the ingredients," he offered, giving her time to grab whatever of her own things she might need or wand.

Hands full upon his return he placed them on their table, contemplating how simple yet effective the recipe and methods seemed to be.

But before he could ask what Bella wanted to do this lesson, cause like, ladies choice... they were given more instructions. And it was confirmation, like, simples.

With the go-ahead to start, Zeke turned to his partner. "Did you have a preference? Brewing? Drinking?"

She mimicked Jace’s moments, gathering her things on her side of the table, stacking them in a neatly balanced pile. Better have them here at hand before drinking that mild-poison thing, she thought to herself.

Woah, Japan, that was really far away wasn’t it? She nodded as he talked about his family. What were the odds? Their families and lives were quite similar seeing as she was half British too. She gave Jace a shy smile once his full attention was on her, his curiosity in her story evident “Yeah, I’m half British too though, on my mother’s side” she played with the little cup of poison in her hand “I miss it very much some times, mainly my friends, but my mum insisted I went to Hogwarts to get a proper education” she shrugged a little and looked some what apologetic “I’ve never been to Japan either, I bet you miss it too” she added with a knowing look, studying his features.

She chuckled at his reaction at her “horns” joke, also covering her mouth with her hand to muffle them. She winked at him again and added “You’d just have to be careful walking through doors and stuff. I could help you with the research part!”.



But then the teacher spoke again, and she automatically sat straighter in her seat, listening. She didn’t want to mess this up. She couldn’t, not when we were talking about mild-poisons and antidotes. She wrote down the tips the professor had just given on the same piece of paper she had noted the ingredients.

She took one last look at the little cup in her hand, before averting her eyes to Jace “This is it, wish me good luck! And I’m sorry if I vomit on you or anything” better safe than sorry “Be sure to crush that into oblivion!” she added with humor. With a determined last glance to her new Ravenclaw friend, she raised her cup “Bottoms up!” and downed it in one gulp.



Well that was… interesting. She heard Jace’s question to the teacher but she kept sucking her inner cheeks, trying to get rid of the taste in her mouth. It wasn’t particularly nasty it just.. stuck to her teeth. She looked around, feeling completely normal “That wasn’t so bad” she said, turning herself in her stool to look as Jace worked the bezoar rock with strength and determination.

BURBLEBURBLEBURBLE

She looked down at her belly in awe, then looked up an giggled.

BURBLEBURBLEBURBLE

That didn’t sound so promising. Her head started to wooze, and she felt drunk-like, WOAAAH it was like she was consecutively apparating for the first time. Her stomach shrunk to she size of a nut, and little beads of sweat started to form on her forehead. She wiped the palm of her hand to clean it and noticed her vision was a bit blurry.

She leaned on the table and groaned a little as she looked up to Jace’s face again. I’m ok, I can do this! Her face was two shades whiter and the beads of sweat kept accumulating and dripping. Her brown hair was starting to stick to her forehead and neck. The pain in her stomach had subsided a bit, but her head was swaying like an old sailor muggle at sea.

She gave him a faint smile of reassurance: “Ahoy! Keep up the good work mate” she said with another silly giggle “Oh Merlin who enchanted the ceiling? So many stars…” she was now looking up. Ok, maybe she wasn’t as OK as she thought she felt.

"Yay!" Carl had a partner! He put down his stuff next to the Slytherin's cauldron. Since she was okay with him drinking the potion first, he walked up to the front and got a sample. With the little cup in his hand, he returned to his new work space. "My name is Carl." He informed the older girl with a smile.

He then watched as Professor Newton began writing instructions on the board. They looked awfully complicated. There were too many places where he could easily make a mistake. He could add the standard ingredient before the crushed Bezoar. He could stir anti-clockwise before stirring clockwise. He glanced at his partner and nodded, indicating that he was okay with doing this.

Carl inhaled, brought the cup to his lips and drank the elixir.

SPOILER!!: Brooklyn

There was a reason why she worked well with Hady. There was almost an unspoken communication thing going on, since they rarely had to say much to each other to know what was happening. Brooklyn knew the relief that went through Hady, even though her housemate hadn’t really let anything on as to her feelings. Just the simple return exchange of her name, and then both had chosen to pay attention to the explanation of what was happening in the lesson.

At that point, Brooklyn had flashbacks of the fear potion. How helpless she’d felt, how defensive. Hoe paranoid afterward due to the attack that had happened while she, Cutty and Ethan had been under the influence. Plus, she hardly trusted Professor Newton enough to believe that nothing would happen. She knew better than to telegraph that, and her expression had nearly been identical to Hady’s as she’d turned back to her. At least she knew she’d be able to brew the antidote, but there was still that question. Who should go first?

“I will,” she finally said. Considering they’d both have to take it, she might as well get it over with. Not that she really believed it was diluted enough not to hurt them. She just trusted that Hady would save her. Neither of them would leave cat orphans today. As such, she got up and approached the professor to retrieve her portion of the poison. Hopefully they’d have time before they had to drink it.

With Brooklyn sat at her table in silent confirmation that the two of them were partners through this Hady felt a bit better. She knew from past experience that the two of them worked well together and not much talking was needed at all to do. It was an unspoken communication they had and honestly she was so used to it she had grown fond of it. So as instructions were given out not much was to be said.

Since Brooklyn said that she would drink the potion first Hady agreed with a nod of her head. This was fine by her. Her potion making skills were fairly decent (nothing had blown up on her). Getting to her feet the snake made her way to the front of the room where she collected everything she would need to brew a successful antidote for her partner.

Returning to their workstation Hadleigh laid everything out neatly so she would be able to see where things were as she needed them. Using her wand she gave the ingredients a nice 'scourgify' before getting started. Things needed to be clean, right? Grabbing her quill and parchment she first wrote down all the notes from the board. So far so good. A quick look to the girl beside her to see how she was doing before beginning.

Taking the Bezoar she put it into the mortar as she pulled it closer towards her so she wouldn't have to reach across the table. Then with the pestle in hand she began crushing the bezoar into a very fine powder. This took a few moments as she had to make sure it wasn't clumpy at all, which she did by moving the mortar around so it adjusted the powder inside. Using her weight helped with this and soon enough she had a nicely crushed bezoar powder. One step down.

So Janelle officially had a partner and a Prefect to boot. "It's nice to meet you Hugo. Thanks for agreeing to work with me."In her previous partnerings with Prefects, things had gone very well. Benzi and Zander had been great and she had no doubt that Hugo would be fantastic as well. However, once the professor began to describe what they would be doing, Janelle was a little worried. Just a little pressure to get it right. She didn't want to be the one to kill her partner with a botched antidote.

And Hugo volunteered to drink the elixer first........the pressure was on. "Ok, I'll brew the antidote. Don't worry, I got this." Janelle hoped she sounded more confident than she actually felt. She was pretty good at potions, but there was no room for error when you were dealing with another person. Turning to Hugo, she said, "I'll go ahead and get started then."

First and foremost, Janelle copied down the ingredients, double checking to make sure she got it right. Then she went up and grabbed all of the ingredients that were listed and returned to her workstation. As Professor Newton added to the instructions on the board, Janelle updated her notes. Then taking out her mortar, pestle, measuring instruments and stirrer, Janelle gave them good, "Scourgify". She was ready, well as ready as she could possibly be. Checking her notes again, Janelle got to work.

Janelle donned her gloves and then placed her bezoar into the mortar. Taking her pestle, she began to crush the bezoar. She put her weight into it, making sure that she would have a very fine powder in the end. Smiling, Janelle thought that crushing was very therapeutic. If you wanted to take out your frustrations, crushing something into tiny pieces was a good way to do it. Finally putting down the pestle, she checked to make sure that there were no chunks left in her powder. Nope, it looked pretty good. Satisfied, Janelle checked her notes for the next step.

Judging from the steps, this wasn't a really complicated potion. Ava was very confident with this and 200% sure that she could brew this successfully and save Colt from poisoning. Yes, she could do this!

After she got all the ingredients, she went back to her work station and prepared all the utensils. Cauldron, mortar, pestle, and the stirrer. "Hang in there, Colt. You'd better not die today, I still want to kick your butt at dueling." Was she serious? Or kidding? She didn't know. She just wanted to say that. One thing that she needed to do before started brewing is to assure that every utensils that she's gonna use is cleaned properly. "Scourgify" The young lioness cast the scouring charm to the mortar first, and then to the pestle, cauldron and the stirrer. After that, she prepared the bezoar and crushed it with her pestle.

Rachel nervously sat down at the workstation, clutching the tiny cup. She looked up at Esme. "Here I go,'' she said tensely. She lifted the cup to her lips and drank the elixir. She almost expected to have all of the symptoms of being poisoned at once but this was not so of course. She set her cup down as she bit her lip.

"I feel no different so far,'' the Eagle informed her partner. No sooner were the words out of her mouth than she started to cough. She clamped her hand over her mouth and coughed some more. These weren't violent coughs. Not yet, at least but they were coughs never the less. "I... cough... spoke too... cough... soon... cough.''

Madge looked into her mortar and pestle, FINALLY a fine powder had been reached. She grabbed her measuring spoon and added the four measures to the cauldron. She was careful not to ROUND her scoops... she had made that mistake before, and it was NOT the desired outcome.

"Hrm... what next? she looked at the board again, but then decided she ought to write down the recipe onto her parchment in case there was a test later. Also in case she needed a general antidote. You never know, it might be important in the future.

She picked up her quill and began to scrawl out the instructions.

Crush Crush Crush...CRUUUUSH...

CrushCrushCrushCrush...grunt...CRUSHCRUSH...

How fine, did Professor Art wanted it to be? Jace’s hand and shoulder started to ache as he continued to disintegrate the bezoar manually and carefully. The man said not to leave chunks in there because it will mess up the antidote, so he was very determined to get every bit of the stone in powder form. Merlin, can’t they just get a powdered form in the apothecary?! Why must they do all this labour??? “Hmm?” Jace kept his eyes on his mortar and pestle, crushing away the bezoar while he listened to Elsa. “Oh, is it? My papa wanted me to attend school here, so I could get the best of both worlds. I’ve seen how things worked in Mahoutokoro as a day student. I like it there, but my papa insisted that Hogwarts will be better for me.” Jace shrugged as he paused to massage his shoulder, and after a while, continued to crush the bezoar diligently.

Jace chuckled and shook his head in amusement. “You have to help me get my set of horns first before we could do the research.” So in effect, it’s a back to back research activity. Jace watched Elsa drink her poison from the corner of his eyes. Well, he didn’t like the idea of being puked at.

Jace however had to double check when Elsa announced that the drink was...okay. Well, that’s how poisons should be, right? It has to look, taste, and smell harmless, enough to fool the victim. It didn’t take long for the poison to kick in however. “You don’t look so good.” Jace said flatly, and quickly got a spare cauldron from his workstation and pushed it towards her. “Hey pirate? There’s your cauldron. Feel free to throw up in there.” Merlin, his effort must be in vain. Jace wasn’t sure if Elsa could even comprehend what he just said right now. “Hang in there!”

Mustering all the focus he could get, Jace made sure that his bezoar was powder like, and proceeded with the next step. He got his cauldron, “Scourgify!” And added four measures of the crushed bezoar in it, as well as two measures of the standard ingredients.

With that done, Jace paused to check on his partner by waving his hand in front of her face. “Are you still with me, Elsa-san?” Merlin, talk about pressure!

Right, onto the next steps...