Patrick was surprised he had made it through this entire lesson without hurting himself. He was genuinely surprised that something hadn’t gone bang yet. Then he heard it, a big boom with a splat sound after it. Turning his head toward the middle of the room he found Derf covered in the potion. By the looks of it the pumpkin seeds were too much or something had gone horribly wrong with him and Zoryn’s station. He was going to ask if he was alright but looked like some girl he didn’t know (Zita) was already there. With a deep breath to calm his nerves after that loud bang, he began to count out the pumpkin seeds on the table. Counting onto the table first in hopes that he didn’t make his cauldron explode like poor Derf did. And maybe the hope that he had actually done everything right.

Now time to add the pumpkin seeds to the potion. One he mumbled dropping it into the cauldron and stirring the potion counter clockwise. He continued this nine more times wanting to do well. Stirring the cauldron one last time he peered over the edge to take note of what color the potion was. “Orange,” he sighed with relief as he pulled the stirring rod out of his cauldron. Now to give his vile for grading. Writing his name slowly and a bit nicer than the first time followed by his house name and year he began to ladle the potion into the vile.

He looked at the potion wanting to give it a test run...on his brothers. He bottled up a second vile to take to the front and ask the professor if he could take it. He was hoping that he had done everything right. Just as he set down the vile for grading he looked up at Professor Nobel “excuse me professor, could I take this second vile with me to try?” Holding the second bottle up for Professor Nobel to inspect and hopefully okay for him.