 Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo ❄ rolling in the ink ❄
This was it. This was the best part of Potions - the brewing process. The clearly defined steps and instructions that Cat could hold onto and follow. It was when brewing potions that Cat could best cut out distractions and truly only pay attention to her work. Before Hogwarts, she’d done it with baking. The skill (and enjoyment) had transferred well.
So, she was actually smiling to herself as she began working on her potion. She was precise with her measurements, checking and re-checking that her tools were accurate before adding each ingredient to the cauldron. She even remembered where on the cauldron she started her seven clockwise turns so that they were, as near as she could get them, exactly seven turns.
Then previously-measured Billywig wing, poured with her right hand while her left stirred counterclockwise. Sparks that were… probably not orange. Finally, gum arabic sprinkled with her left hand as she crouched to set the flames on low.
As she did all of this, she thought about the previous question and the explanation Professor Cox gave of exploring ancient ruins. She paused then to determine if her consistency was maple syrup-esque enough, and raised her hand. “So, Professor, does that mean that the potion might be a good idea, opposed to spellwork, if one were entering a situation in which elasticity might be needed and spellwork would be too difficult? Like, in emergencies or something, for, like, law enforcement or healers?”
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