At least this professor knew which information Alice would actually find useful.

She grinned a grin that hinted at the mischievous ideas swimming around in her head and jotted some more notes down. Thanks for that, Culloden.

And as he continued to speak, the seventh year's quill kept on moving, her hand taking care not to smear the ink. Once she was satisfied with her notes, Alice pulled her long hair back into a ponytail and tugged on her gloves, rising to gather her ingredients. Never good to put bare hands near those, right? Even if she hadn't begun brewing yet.

She arrived back at her workstation with an armful of things and dumped them unceremoniously on the table, wand already being drawn to clean her cauldron. No fires today. After performing a quick "Scourgify," and a cleanliness inspection, she started to fill her cauldron up. "Aguamenti!" That was a third, yeah? Did it look like a third? It seemed like a third. Yeah. Fractions. Fun.

Casting another scouring charm on her wooden stick before adding the powdered goose feather to the mixture, she commenced stirring. Clockwise, right? That was what the professor had said, and it was what the Gryffindor had copied down in her notes, so she did as instructed industriously until the stuff in her cauldron appeared to be of the same consistency.

Next, it was time to turn up the heat and clean her mortar and pestle, and then Alice added the fungus to her mortar with gloved fingers. She counted to thirty under her breath as she crushed the parasites- crushing was SO fun, why didn't all potions require this step?- prior to casting another "Aguamenti!" into the parasite clump. Shaking? Did that too, and then the mycosis bits were slowly scooped into her cauldron as well.

Stirring was less fun than crushing, but the brunette managed to not look too bored while completing the step. After turned her wooden stick counterclockwise for the seventh time, she turned off the heater and waited for the vapor to disappear. Five minutes. That was a really long time for Alice to be patient, did Culloden know? She passed the time by cleaning her metal spoon for the next step and holding conversations with herself under her breath, until finally the 300th second had passed.

Fire crab shell was the next ingredient on her list, and she got it onto the metal spoon with no problem, easing it just under the surface of her potion. Trying to avoid splashing at all costs, the captain stirred once clockwise and once counterclockwise, sure that her potion was spreading for about ten seconds before continuing. After a total of twelve stirs, she removed the shell from her cauldron and set it on a tissue with the spoon.

Whew. This was exhausting. More reasons why Potions wasn't her favorite; there was FAR too much work involved.

Also. "Professor? I'm going to drink the potion after we finish, too." Not want to, going to. And if he wouldn't allow it, Alice would sneak a vial out with her... but he would like it better if it was done under instructor supervision, right?

He got totally innocent but sincere looks from her. Cool, professor? Cool. Thanks.