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Jessiqua · 09-19-2016, 12:10 AM

"Oh, oh it's my pleasure," Art said, and put Miss Griffel's rat over with Madame Curie, chuckling at her comment, and whilst he trusted that his dear wouldn't be nasty to little Flam, he was going to keep an eye on them, just in case. But for now, they seemed to be okay. A little later, she asked about the colour of her potion. Art looked at it, and saw that it did have an orange hue. "Well... hmm d-do you think you did anything out of step or added the ingredients differently? I mean this does happen... sometimes potions don't look the same but they still work. I don't think there's enough time to re-do it but just finish it off and see what happens. It might turn the fluorescent yellow or... or not, but... perhaps we can brew it together another time to see if it works then." He was always open to brew Potions with students, to ensure they had the practice.

Art gave a nod towards Miss Tate, "I don't blame him," he said with a chuckle. "It's just water but it can do damage if it were t-to go a bit crazy inside." Imagine!

Art ran a hand nervously through his hair. He just did not get what the fuss was. And he didn't fancy listening to the little squabble between the girls. He was a male, and had always been male. He grew up with brothers, and he only had one daughter. He did not have experience with managing problems between teenage girls. "Oh, no it's f-fine, Miss Skeeter. It will dry," he chuckled nervously. He was quite relieved that Miss Traulton was going to come up the front, at least to work by herself and for there to be less drama. "Y-your hair looks p-perfectly fine, though," he said, looking utterly confused. It wasn't ruined, in his very manly opinion. Of course, he wasn't a girl so he didn't know how much of an ACTUAL problem it was. Water + heat = humidity = FRIZZ! He gathered a few other things and helped her bring them to a spot up the front.......

Then, when a second before things were fine, suddenly they were NOT. Pixies! "GREAT SCOTT!" Art shouted, watching as his classroom, previously filled with students mostly working quietly, a clean, if somewhat damp classroom, and aromas of a brewing potion, was now CHAOS. "Good job Mr Winslow," Art said to the young Ravenclaw, who was first to try and immobilise the beasts. Miss Traulton was hiding under his desk, something he was quite relieved about. Water in her hair had been a disaster, he dreaded the thought of what would happen if Pixies got to it! He hadn't even noticed those students who were working determinedly through the attack, but they were doing a marvelous job at ignoring it. Mr Fletcher was using a more physical, muggle way of defending himself, which Art would have smiled at, had he not been busy with the chaos. And then there were those who were doing what they could to protect their potion! That was a marvellous sight for the Potion Master. Then there were those who looked like they had no idea what to do. "Immobulus, everyone. ih-MOH-byoo-luhs!" and he got his wand out, pointing it up to the Pixies. "Immobulus," he said loudly, performing the mountain-like wand movement. "All hands on deck everyone, if you wish!" He saw Miss Darcy putting her wand up and he gave her a "Well done!"..... and then he felt something on his head, JUST as the Pixies were leaving. Art saw the vial of Admadillo Bile fall to the floor, realising what it was. "Ugh," he said, getting rather angry. Miss Skeeter and Miss Darcy had come to Art's rescue. "I'm... well I'm okay. Thank you very much Miss Skeeter!" he said, feeling the Admadillo bile vanish from his head. He didn't really want to be washing his hair right now. "Are you alright?" They both seemed to be having issues with their knees right now. And then Miss Darcy was rushing towards Mr Woods. He looked up just in time to see the frozen prefect turned mobile again by his co-Prefect. "Oh dear..." he said.

Once all the chaos had calmed down, Art's job was in trying to calm the class and ensure everyone could finish their potions. Miss Franks-Mundie was asking about bottling up some of the potion. "Oh absolutely! Marvellous idea, yes, of course," he said with a big grin, his anger beginning to deminish.

And before he knew it, some were finished! He took the vials off those who had handed them in, putting them safely aside for making later.

OOC: You have about 30 hours until Art will be ending the lesson. Everyone is doing a fantastic job!

09-19-2016, 12:10 AM	#134 (permalink)
Jessiqua Poltergeist Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Gallifrey Posts: 38,050 x9	Sorry, super quick post! Sassenach \| RAVENPUFF \| Sing me a song of a lass that is gone \| bookDRAGON \| #awkwardturtle<# "Oh, oh it's my pleasure," Art said, and put Miss Griffel's rat over with Madame Curie, chuckling at her comment, and whilst he trusted that his dear wouldn't be nasty to little Flam, he was going to keep an eye on them, just in case. But for now, they seemed to be okay. A little later, she asked about the colour of her potion. Art looked at it, and saw that it did have an orange hue. "Well... hmm d-do you think you did anything out of step or added the ingredients differently? I mean this does happen... sometimes potions don't look the same but they still work. I don't think there's enough time to re-do it but just finish it off and see what happens. It might turn the fluorescent yellow or... or not, but... perhaps we can brew it together another time to see if it works then." He was always open to brew Potions with students, to ensure they had the practice. Art gave a nod towards Miss Tate, "I don't blame him," he said with a chuckle. "It's just water but it can do damage if it were t-to go a bit crazy inside." Imagine! Art ran a hand nervously through his hair. He just did not get what the fuss was. And he didn't fancy listening to the little squabble between the girls. He was a male, and had always been male. He grew up with brothers, and he only had one daughter. He did not have experience with managing problems between teenage girls. "Oh, no it's f-fine, Miss Skeeter. It will dry," he chuckled nervously. He was quite relieved that Miss Traulton was going to come up the front, at least to work by herself and for there to be less drama. "Y-your hair looks p-perfectly fine, though," he said, looking utterly confused. It wasn't ruined, in his very manly opinion. Of course, he wasn't a girl so he didn't know how much of an ACTUAL problem it was. Water + heat = humidity = FRIZZ! He gathered a few other things and helped her bring them to a spot up the front....... Then, when a second before things were fine, suddenly they were NOT. Pixies! "GREAT SCOTT!" Art shouted, watching as his classroom, previously filled with students mostly working quietly, a clean, if somewhat damp classroom, and aromas of a brewing potion, was now CHAOS. "Good job Mr Winslow," Art said to the young Ravenclaw, who was first to try and immobilise the beasts. Miss Traulton was hiding under his desk, something he was quite relieved about. Water in her hair had been a disaster, he dreaded the thought of what would happen if Pixies got to it! He hadn't even noticed those students who were working determinedly through the attack, but they were doing a marvelous job at ignoring it. Mr Fletcher was using a more physical, muggle way of defending himself, which Art would have smiled at, had he not been busy with the chaos. And then there were those who were doing what they could to protect their potion! That was a marvellous sight for the Potion Master. Then there were those who looked like they had no idea what to do. "Immobulus, everyone. ih-MOH-byoo-luhs!" and he got his wand out, pointing it up to the Pixies. "Immobulus," he said loudly, performing the mountain-like wand movement. "All hands on deck everyone, if you wish!" He saw Miss Darcy putting her wand up and he gave her a "Well done!"..... and then he felt something on his head, JUST as the Pixies were leaving. Art saw the vial of Admadillo Bile fall to the floor, realising what it was. "Ugh," he said, getting rather angry. Miss Skeeter and Miss Darcy had come to Art's rescue. "I'm... well I'm okay. Thank you very much Miss Skeeter!" he said, feeling the Admadillo bile vanish from his head. He didn't really want to be washing his hair right now. "Are you alright?" They both seemed to be having issues with their knees right now. And then Miss Darcy was rushing towards Mr Woods. He looked up just in time to see the frozen prefect turned mobile again by his co-Prefect. "Oh dear..." he said. Once all the chaos had calmed down, Art's job was in trying to calm the class and ensure everyone could finish their potions. Miss Franks-Mundie was asking about bottling up some of the potion. "Oh absolutely! Marvellous idea, yes, of course," he said with a big grin, his anger beginning to deminish. And before he knew it, some were finished! He took the vials off those who had handed them in, putting them safely aside for making later. OOC: You have about 30 hours until Art will be ending the lesson. Everyone is doing a fantastic job! __________________ EVASIVE \| RESTLESS \| MISUNDERSTOOD always on the move Last edited by Jessiqua; 09-19-2016 at 12:17 AM.