 For Ally / Bryony Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Leeches, boomslang skin, bicorn horns, frozen lacewing flies, fluxweed, and fur were all laid out before him on the table he had claimed as his workstation. Ousmane's eyes flicked back and forth from the recipe to the meticulously arranged ingredients, ensuring he had collected the right amount of everything necessary to brew successfully. Margins were filled with notes in French—translations, small reminders, and clarifications to the instructions that he had jotted down for himself. Though a novice with this particular potion, he knew that precision was key and was acutely aware that one wrong measurement could lead to disastrous results.
Potions was one of his stronger subjects, fortunately, so the Hufflepuff was by no means intimidated by the complexity of the recipe. He viewed potion-making as a practical extension of problem-solving, a skill he had developed during his time at Uagadou and carried proudly to Hogwarts. With all the required paperwork and essays meticulously completed and approved, this brewing session felt like the culmination of weeks of study. He was eager to develop his mastery of Mutatio Animalia and progress another step further in his training.
Satisfied that he had the exact quantity of ingredients needed, he carefully filled his pewter cauldron with precisely 700 millilitres of water. He leaned over to double-check the French notes he had written alongside the English instructions, murmuring softly to himself in his native tongue. His hand steady, Ousmane started the low fire beneath the cauldron.
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