Patrick looked at his notes, he was terrified cause he had added the water right before the professor had said to add water. But it said in the first few steps to add the water and set over the heat, why wouldn’t he have that written differently. Rather than dwell on it Patrick went on to the next step.

Three dried Flitterby Moths. He gathered the three, dropping, one, two, three into the mortar. He had seen people make guacamole in something similar, he didn’t figure this would be as easy as guacamole. He started pounding but felt like he was getting absolutely nowhere.

A few minutes later it seemed he had finally gotten the moths ground. He looked in and it didn’t seem as if it was fine enough so he continued to grind, especially since Professor had said to keep going once you thought it was done. Setting the mortar aside Patrick grabbed his wand and walked to the front of the room. He reaped himself for stunning the bouncing bulb. Deep breath, “stupefy”

Grabbing his stunned bouncing bulb patrick began to peel the purple layer with a peeler, doing exactly as Professor Nobel had done. He didn’t want to chance anything further. Setting aside the peeler, he laid the purple layer on the table. Grabbing his silver knife Patrick made a claw and held the knife in his hands.

His tongue stuck out on the left side as he began to slice through the purple layer in the same manner Professor Nobel had, only way slower. “I hope these are uniform enough.” he stated looking down at the cuts he had made. He hadn’t wanted to do something wrong and mess up the potion. Now to just weigh the bouncing bulb. He took a pinch here and there until he got to 100g looking around the room to ensure that he was cutting it the same way others were, but really he did exactly as Professor Nobel he should be fine.