Ian listened as the professor explained the purposes of the potion. He was quite surprised about the curative nature of the potion, but was pleased he'd gotten the answer partially correct.

He scribbled notes furiously to ensure he got this part right. He assumed at some point the information about the tribe and their rituals might end up on an examination. Soon, they would be brewing, he thought. He shivered at the thought of some of these students ingesting this potion. He really became unnerved when he noted the fungus on the list of potions.

After the professor put the recipe on the board, he began to gather his gear and his protective equipment. He certainly didn't desire to have an accident with this particular potion.

After having put water into his cauldron, Ian headed up to the gather the ingredients from the front. He carefully gathered the items (especially the fungus and crab shell) and placed them on the board he'd brought with him. He utilized a scraping tool, he'd brought with him from home. He had learned this from his mother when she didn't want to touch some of the recipe ingredients. It was shaped like a cake decorating knife.

He returned to his desk and checked his cauldron. Never could be too careful when that Gryffie boy was sitting behind him. He began to chop up the feathers using his knife.

He thought while he did about a question. Professor, you mentioned the potions use in religious rituals. Are there any modern societies that have dragons as their deity?