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SPOILER!!: Lislchen Quote:
Originally Posted by Lislchen  Michel's eyebrows went higher and higher as he listened to the man explaining why exactly it was of use to know how to fix a Shrinking Potion to save the Minister. Or TRY to explain really. Because it still seemed highly unlikely that this was the only way to reach the Minister and her Senior Undersecretary. That sounded more like a fairy tale than reality. "Well, I don't, Sir." He stated in reply to his first question with a firm nod. "But I am in fact able to brew a Shrinking Potion without it turning yellow at some point instead of green, hence I do not see the reason why I need to know how to fix an incorrectly brewed potion." And no, he was not trying to be difficult, he honestly didn't understand it.
"Oh, and I'm not Alice." He added in an afterthought, a small smirk gracing his lips, before with a small exasperated sigh he turned back to the potion and the quills. He wanted to get this over with. And quickly. "Better?" He inquired - trying hard to make his face look a little more cheerful than before - as he dipped another quill into the potion and watched it shrink to the size of a hairpin. "You need to know so that, if you ever DO need to fix a potion or brew it yourself, you don't accidentally make your head explode or something," Wes explained. True he'd never heard of a potion that actually DID that but...oh well.
Sighing and figuring that his small amount of cheerfulness was the best he was going to get out of him, Wes nodded. "Alright, you may proceed."
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SPOILER!!: MeredithRodneyMcKay Quote:
Originally Posted by MeredithRodneyMcKay Olivia jumped when the man in charge started flailing his arms all over the place.Her carefully shrunken feather went flying onto the table, and her hands and arms went in the air. "I'm not touching anything?! What?!" She looked down, and that's when she realised what he was talking about. "Ohhh." Some of the potion had escaped and made it's way onto the table.
"Not a problem, clean up coming right up," she grinned, flicking her wrist to release her wand.Pointing it at the offending liquid, Olivia circled with her hand and watched, satisfied, as it evaporated into thin air. "There we go.Sorry about that Mr Kutcher." Olivia took a deep breath, and released it to calm herself down.It was very much NOT like her to miss a spillage of that sort.Must be the tiredness creeping in again...
"Splendid!" Wes said with a grin. "You're ready to move on!"
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SPOILER!!: dan arjay Quote:
Originally Posted by dan arjay DH was glad that the canary was not changed into a tea cup. Then again... He was wrong, when he heard a pop and heard Wesley said something from the list might help.
He then remembered another transforming charm which is non verbal.
He pointed his wand on the air to slow the thing down, Aresto Momentum he muttered and then flicked his wand and did the Homorphus Charm.
The teacup turned into a canary and again landed into his shoulder. "Hello little buddy, hope you wont transform to a cup again." he said jokingly.
"There you go!" Wes exclaimed as he watched the man successfully fix the little canary. "You can move on now!"
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SPOILER!!: daliha Quote:
Originally Posted by daliha Pierre ran into the room only to have a mop walked past him...walk? He heard the instructions and nodded pulling up his sleeve. Good finally something he loved... Potions and of course charms. He pulled out his wand and flicked it at a mop "finite!" the mop fell to the floor on his feet to be exact. PIerr tried to walk away..though the mops sudden;y kept walking towards him "finite!" they fell making his journey now a little easire then before that was until a teacup cam hurling at him "lovely aresto momentum!" the Frenchmen saw the teacup fall from the sky and onto the floor...now Pierre knew why he hated birds...ugh.
He walked over towards the cauldron and stared at the potion for a moment...it was a dark blue.
"Wrongly brewed calming drought" he whispered with a smile. He took two ginger roots and added them to the potion before moving onward he stirred then ten times counterclockwise. Slowly but surely the potion had turned purple, smiling Pierre added the powered moonstone and two crushed scarab beetles. Well now wait... He waited half an hour before dipping a quill, the feathers which were wild looking had died down a little and the colors faded a bit. As if the quill had calmed itself down but just to make sure he picked up a quill and transfigured it into a frog using the point from the last quill he dripped the solution onto the hyperactive frog.... suddenly it stopped moving so much and stayed in place. "well...that's that" he said with a smile transfiguring the frog back into a quill.
Oh no...this man seemed to have mixed up the potions! AND he was going to test it on a poor frog! Wes couldn't remember off the top of his head what potion this man had managed to create with the bits and pieces of both of those draughts but...it could NOT be good for that frog!
"STOP!" he exclaimed, holding out his wand and pointing it at the frog, sending a spell flying so it knocked the frog away before it touched the potion. "I don't think that's the right potion," he said. There. That hint should be pretty obvious!
SPOILER!!: Lara_the_Firelady Quote:
Originally Posted by Lara_the_Firelady When he stepped in the room Ryan halted for a moment blinking at the stuff around. Now this was a real mess and ... ''Oops!'' Just in time he stepped right to avoid the flying cup over his head. Now what was this!? At first place he felt like he was back to his Auror years though this place was not a crime scene. It more looked like an amusement park gone wrong or...whatever.
Obviously he needed to fix those thnigs around. No problem. Taking his wand off at first place he casted ''Diminuendo'' to the huge pygmy puff that was blocking his way and repeated it ''Diminuendo! Diminuendo! Diminuendo!'' till he opened himself a free way to the cauldron in the room which again looked like he needed to deal with. But before starting on it, his blue eyes landed on first the mops than the flying cups. ''Okay, mops first!''
''Finite!'' he yelled at one of the mops carefully aiming at it and once it seemed to stop walking around he casted at three others ''Finite! Finite! Finite!'' before he eyed the flying cups. Now he needed to deal with the cups. And since they flew around and everywhere, Ryan thought, it was the best way to wait for them to pass before him, instead of running after them. ''Aresto Momentum!'' he yelled at one and looked up curiously.
Good thnig it worked now, he needed to act faster than it so he casted the Homorphus Charm nonverbally and the little yellow bird flew around. Nice! After repeating the routine for two times he ignored the rest for he cleared the ones that were annoying him Ryan finally walked to the yellow potion.
''Hmmm...'' So, the daisy roots had not been chopped properly when this Shrinking Solution had been brewed. He grabbed the veil for leech juice and added some in then started to wait. After 5 minutesit turned a little bit of a lime green. Therefore the man added some more and waited till it was safely bright green. ''Nicely done!''
Ahh, this man knew what he was doing. He was going crazy fixing all those objects. Wes checked his little board--it DID say on there that he only needed to fix ONE object right? It did so...apparently they were all overachievers? Hehe.
"Good but...you should probably test the potion now," he said with a smile, pointing to the quills on the table in front of him.
SPOILER!!: SilverTiger Quote:
Originally Posted by SilverTiger Dorian had taken a few minutes to move on to the second task, after the first one had made him think about his fiancee and his past. It was hard to fully get past, even though it had been a while. Not only had he lost her, but getting your best friend arrested at the same time? Maybe he'd tried to distract himself with work too soon, if things kept reminding him even when they had no relation. He'd hardly ever been to England before now, but now he was here. And they expected him to get through this fair thing. At least he wanted to rescue the Minister and her undersecretary. So distraction set, he finally moved on to the next challenge.
Only to raise an eyebrow as he walked through the door into more chaos. And different chaos, which he had to admit was better than being forced to repeat the same thing over again. Isn't that the definition of insanity?, he wondered, before glancing at the large poster board near the man who was obviously running this party. He thought he actually remembered seeing him down in the conference hall, but he wasn't in his department. So introductions could wait. And at least this was more spell-casting. Dorian knew he could manage that.
Working his way into the room, he watched a mop lazily moving through the room and took his wand out to stop it, before he was forced to duck as a crazy teacup flew straight at his head. He was hoping to make friends, but definitely not with crazy flying teacups. and as he ducked, he managed to trip over a giant fuzzy ball and before he knew it was sitting on the floor with one leg half-lying over the fuzzball. Eyeing it for a second as he sat there, hoping he wasn't getting wet from the mops, he finally pointed his wand at the offending giant puffball. "Diminuendo," he cast, watching as it steadily shrunk down to a teeny pygmy puff. Standing back up finally, he picked the little fuzzball up, not sure how it might be useful although he was half tempted to toss it at the next teacup that tried to fly at his head, and turned to continue his trek through the room. "Aresto Momentum," he randomly cast at one of the mops, just because he could and the movement was irritating him, before he stopped near a table holding quills and a large cauldron.
Glancing inside, he rolled his eyes. Figured. Bad potion. Dropping the pygmy puff on the table next to the quills, he thought back to the poster at the other end of the room as he gazed at the almost fluorescent yellow liquid inside the cauldron. Seems like shrinking solution, so now to fix it, he thought then. Perhaps his disastrous former friendship would help for something, as Gabriel had been a bit of a disaster with potions, which he'd always tried to get Dorian to fix. Picking up a vial of leech juice, he tipped it so the smallest amount spilled into the potion. Glancing at his watch, he then looked over at the pygmy puff sitting there. "Well, this is fun," he murmured to the furry thing, before glancing at the potion again after five minutes. Still yellow, although it was a bit greener. Adding more leech juice, he settled in to wait again. Five more minutes later, he returned his attention to the potion to see it the familiar acid green of a properly brewed Shrinking Solution. Now to test it.
Glancing at the pygmy puff, he contemplated making it his test subject, before he shifted his hand to pick up a quill from the stack. Start with that, then maybe move on. Dipping the quill into the cauldron feather first, he let it slip entirely into the potion before he used his wand to levitate it. Definitely looked smaller. Letting it come to a rest on the table near a few other tiny quills, his grey eyes landed on the pygmy puff. Mmm, may as well. It could always be reversed later, if the man running the test had issues. Picking up another quill, he used it to carefully collect some droplets of the potion, on the feather, then moved it over the puffball to drip a couple drops onto it. as it seemed to get a bit smaller, he dropped the second quill on the table, then stepped away. No need to block the cauldron from the next person, and maybe his little test would go unnoticed.
Wes stared at the man testing the potion on the...pygmy puff? Erm, ok...at least the potion was brewed correctly, although now that toy was no use to him.
"You may move on...and feel free to take the toy with you," he added.
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