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DaniDiNardo · 09-25-2018, 10:27 AM

Were she more easily distracted, Jessa may have paid attention to the shenanigans and reprimand going on around her. As it stood, Jessa took potion brewing very seriously and liked to maintain her focus. It may have been a weaker form of the typical bruise healing potion but that didn't mean she would botch it up.

Save that...er...Valentine's Day mess, Jessa hadn't botched a potion in literal years and wouldn't grow complacent just because this one wasn't as potent.

When instructed to, Jessa added the three tablespoons of dried comfrey leaves after using the knife to make sure the measurements were level. She had a habit of following along word for word, so even while Abra was opting to use his book, the Ravenclaw was moving nearly in sync with the man's words. She knew the recipe and could go it on her own but the last time she'd moved ahead of the man, he'd gotten deep into his feelings about it. This was the closest she could get to moving at the pace she was used to. The fact there were timed elements also impeded her ability to go at a faster pace but again, she would not be botching this potion so she would exercise the necessary patience.

A lot of potions required some degree of patience.

Once added, she stirred three times in a clockwise motion. There was no surprise when the solution began to turn a faint lilac colour. There wasn't a chance she'd be getting it wrong.

Jessa crushed the white willow leaves, all five of them, lightly between her fingers then dropped them into the cauldron. Between each, she gave a stir in an anticlockwise motion.

Up next, the inch of willow bark. Jessa dopped it--not literally--into her cauldron and began the wait. Again, a lot of potions required patience. Right now she'd need 8 minutes of it or so.

Jessa sat by her cauldron, occasionally glancing down at her watch before looking back to her brew. Slowly the colour was beginning to change. 10 minutes later, she was satisfied with the thick yellow paste it had become. Good. Jessa scooped some into a vial with her name, year and house on it then brought it to the front. The rest she supposed she would keep, for science.

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Ingredients

1 cup water
½ cup Arnica root
Petals of 3 dandelion heads
3 tbsp dried comfrey leaves
5 white willow (Salix alba) leaves
1 inch piece of willow bark

Recipe
1. Add the water and arnica root to the cauldron, and let seep for 3 minutes.
2. Sprinkle in the petals of 3 dandelion heads
3. Add three level tablespoons of dried comfrey leaves and stir three times clockwise. At this point, the potion should turn a faint lilac.
4. Crush the willow leaves between your fingers and drop in the potion one at a time, stirring anticlockwise between each.
5. Add the willow bark.
6. Simmer for 10 minutes until the potion resembles a thick, yellow paste.

09-25-2018, 10:27 AM	#146 (permalink)
DaniDiNardo Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,239 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Were she more easily distracted, Jessa may have paid attention to the shenanigans and reprimand going on around her. As it stood, Jessa took potion brewing very seriously and liked to maintain her focus. It may have been a weaker form of the typical bruise healing potion but that didn't mean she would botch it up. Save that...er...Valentine's Day mess, Jessa hadn't botched a potion in literal years and wouldn't grow complacent just because this one wasn't as potent. When instructed to, Jessa added the three tablespoons of dried comfrey leaves after using the knife to make sure the measurements were level. She had a habit of following along word for word, so even while Abra was opting to use his book, the Ravenclaw was moving nearly in sync with the man's words. She knew the recipe and could go it on her own but the last time she'd moved ahead of the man, he'd gotten deep into his feelings about it. This was the closest she could get to moving at the pace she was used to. The fact there were timed elements also impeded her ability to go at a faster pace but again, she would not be botching this potion so she would exercise the necessary patience. A lot of potions required some degree of patience. Once added, she stirred three times in a clockwise motion. There was no surprise when the solution began to turn a faint lilac colour. There wasn't a chance she'd be getting it wrong. Jessa crushed the white willow leaves, all five of them, lightly between her fingers then dropped them into the cauldron. Between each, she gave a stir in an anticlockwise motion. Up next, the inch of willow bark. Jessa dopped it--not literally--into her cauldron and began the wait. Again, a lot of potions required patience. Right now she'd need 8 minutes of it or so. Jessa sat by her cauldron, occasionally glancing down at her watch before looking back to her brew. Slowly the colour was beginning to change. 10 minutes later, she was satisfied with the thick yellow paste it had become. Good. Jessa scooped some into a vial with her name, year and house on it then brought it to the front. The rest she supposed she would keep, for science. Quote: Ingredients 1 cup water ½ cup Arnica root Petals of 3 dandelion heads 3 tbsp dried comfrey leaves 5 white willow (Salix alba) leaves 1 inch piece of willow bark Recipe 1. Add the water and arnica root to the cauldron, and let seep for 3 minutes. 2. Sprinkle in the petals of 3 dandelion heads 3. Add three level tablespoons of dried comfrey leaves and stir three times clockwise. At this point, the potion should turn a faint lilac. 4. Crush the willow leaves between your fingers and drop in the potion one at a time, stirring anticlockwise between each. 5. Add the willow bark. 6. Simmer for 10 minutes until the potion resembles a thick, yellow paste. __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.