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She smirked at the boy. "It's a good question. A Muggle's brain is wired slightly differently than a wizards. But in this case, the potion will work in the same manner... the muggle will be disgusted and could pass out. As they don't know about Stinkitus, they are in no danger of contracting it."
"If you have not gone to get your ingredients, do go now..." She said beginning to get irritated. "The troll dung is in pre-measured jars try to get some with chunks..."
She scurgified her cauldron and summoned the milk, pouring it into the cauldron. "Then fill your cauldron half way with the milk and start your burner on a low fire."
He nodded with blue eyes watching the professor carefully, like he was really absorbing more than just the information about the potion. Lots of lessons in Lafay's classes. He got up and gathered the ingredients, checking them off his mental list. West did pause for a second hearing the 'get some with chunks' instruction. Well. Okay. he wasn't afraid of Troll chunks. He grabbed one that looked like it was chunky. Lots of roughage.
He turned the burner on carefully and then got to scrubbing and scourgifying the cauldron, thankful that older kids had shown him how to use the spells what were needed for it, since Bellaire never had been any help.
He filled the cauldron halfway with the milk and in the meantime, arranged the rest of his ingredients in easy reach in the order they would be needed.
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Droo "Crack each doxy egg and stir once counter clockwise after each egg you drop in the cauldron." She said and demonstrated.
She cracked, dropped, and stirred. Crack, drop, and stir... five times.
"Then put on your gloves and take the gems of Sulfur, crumpling them into the milk with your hands." She said and again, she showed them how to do it.
The five eggs were next. West picked one up at a time, and holding his stirrer in the other, happily cracked them one handed, like how his dad had showed him, that little twist that kept the shells from getting in there. One counter clockwise stir after each egg.
Next? He listened, one ear on the professor as he worked. Gloves. He tugged his gloves on and picked up the sulfur, deciding to double check the measurements. Once he was sure it was right West enjoyed crumbling them in, imitating the professor's movements. It was WAY more fun when you did stuff with your hands.