Stuart Craig, Harry Potter & Fantastic Beasts films' production designer, dies at 83 Malfoys, Dursleys, Hogwarts students, more cast in HBO 'Harry Potter TV series Tom Felton to reprise Draco Malfoy role in NYC 'Harry Potter and the Cursed Child' "Harry Potter" HBO MAX TV series casts Harry, Ron, and Hermione Harry Potter HBO/MAX TV series casts Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, Hagrid, more 'Harry Potter and the Cursed Child' announces 10 cities, part of North American tour Universal Orlando launching U.S. portal tour for Epic Unvierse attraction opening PUMA to release new Harry Potter and Hogwarts-House themed sportswear this month | |
If this is your first visit, be sure to check out the FAQ by clicking the link above.
You may have to register before you can post: click the register link above to proceed.
To start viewing messages, select the forum that you want to visit from the selection below.
| | Potions Learn how to "bottle fame, brew glory, and put a stopper in death..." | 
09-08-2025, 11:38 AM
| | | Potions Laboratory  The Potions Laboratory is a place of shadows and simmering light, its stone walls lined with shelves of jars containing dried herbs, curious powders, and various pickled things that float in viscous solutions. The air is thick with a mingling of scents from acrid smoke to sweet herbs to the faint metallic tang of scorched copper. A long central worktable bears the marks of years of brewing, scarred with stains that refuse to vanish despite repeated Scouring Charms ― let's just say it gives the table character.
Tucked into the back corner is a perpetually damp nook outfitted with enchanted scrub brushes and self-heating basins. The brushes here at the Cauldron Wash Station scrub and clatter of their own accord, sometimes overzealously... sometimes sluggishly, leaving most students reluctant to linger here but always satisfied with the cleanliness of their cauldrons. A glass fronted case gleams along the side wall, filled with rows of neatly labeled vials containing potions in every imaginable shade and viscosity. A few are used for study while others are locked with a complex rune seal and marked strictly for observation only. At the back of the room, a stone archway opens to a narrow annex enchanted to draw out smoke and noxious fumes. Though designed for safety, it has also become a favored escape for students needing fresh air — or the equivalent of it as found in the dungeons. Near the Ventilation Annex sits a long battered table where failed concoctions are emptied into neutralization cauldrons ― Professor Cox does not approve of Vanishing Spells. The mixtures inside bubbles ceaselessly and give off unpleasant ever-changing stenches that seems to cling to anyone who loiters around any of the cauldrons for too long. Ever wondered what the antithesis of Amortentia may smell like? You've likely found it here.
Professor Cox holds his Potions office hours here when classes are not in session. Students may approach him here for consultation on coursework, brewing difficulties, or research proposals. Please be mindful not to interrupt if he is overseeing an experiment already in progress ― he will acknowledge you when it is safe to do so. If he is not present, do not wander the dungeons in search of him. Instead, trace the Lagaz run upon the enchanted rune plate affixed to the wall near the Cauldron Wash Station with the tip of your wand and he will be alerted to your presence. If urgency warrants, the professor will return through his private passageway... though otherwise expect a reply delivered in writing at a later time.
|
01-26-2026, 12:18 AM
|
#2 (permalink)
| Forum Manager Honeydukes Mod Quibbler Mod

 Werewolf
Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Oz
Posts: 64,700
Hogwarts RPG Name: Ariel Scamander Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Freya Snakebark Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ousmane Diomandé Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rajan Patil Ravenclaw Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
Franklin Paton Law Enforcement Ministry Department Head:
Almer Toots Transportation
x8 x8
| Open! Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Moy Pomidor | Seneca's Beard | That Is So Fetch! Rajan Patil did not run in the Hogwarts corridors. That was undignified. He strode quickly with purpose. Which, at present, was very much the same thing.
The door to the Potions laboratory swung open with a sharp creak, and Rajan slipped inside, his robes wisping around his ankles. The familiar scent of brewed roots, burnt sugar, and metallic tang wrapped around him immediately. Cauldrons still cooled from the last class; faint wisps of steam curled lazily upward like ghosts reluctant to leave.
"Chintu," he called under his breath, voice low but edged with urgency. "Chintu, come out. This isn't funny."
Somewhere, a glass vial ticked as it cooled. A drop of condensation plinked into a basin. Otherwise, silence.
Rajan pushed a curl of hair back from his forehead, brown eyes sweeping the room. Under the worktables. Behind the stacked crates of powdered moonstone. Along the shelves where pickled ingredients floated in murky jars, watching him with many-eyed stillness.
A faint skitter suddenly sounded.
"Chintu," he whispered again, more pleading this time, as he peered beneath the nearest table. "You're a toad, not a Demiguise. Stop causing chaos and come here before someone turns you into a potion ingredient by accident."
__________________ |
| |
01-26-2026, 12:54 AM
|
#3 (permalink)
| | Erkling
Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: *lurking*
Posts: 20,913
Hogwarts RPG Name: Cathryn “Cat” Webb Ravenclaw Second Year Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Collin O'Shea Owl Post | *grabs* Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo ❄ rolling in the ink ❄ Cat was in the dungeons in search of Professor Cox. She’d (most likely) forgotten when the office hours were and figured she’d start her search in the laboratory anyway. It wasn’t an emergency or anything though. She just had a question about making a blemish blitzer. She’d read about it and - being in the throes of puberty - was curious to see if it would, in fact, help with acne.
After the beard incident, she wasn’t in the mood to take chances.
As she stepped into the laboratory, Cat slowed her pace to take in the room. And what she found was an older boy. Talking to someone.
A toad, apparently? That actually made more sense than the alternative, considering the room was otherwise empty. “You lost your toad in a potions laboratory?” she asked, unable to keep the accusatory tone from her words. He’d said it himself - toad parts were a common potions ingredient. Cat almost told him to be more careful, but she stopped herself. She’d get the whole story before judging pet-parenting techniques.
__________________  ★ Kindness is its own kind of magic ★ |
| |
01-26-2026, 10:28 PM
|
#4 (permalink)
| Forum Manager Honeydukes Mod Quibbler Mod

 Werewolf
Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Oz
Posts: 64,700
Hogwarts RPG Name: Ariel Scamander Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Freya Snakebark Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ousmane Diomandé Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rajan Patil Ravenclaw Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
Franklin Paton Law Enforcement Ministry Department Head:
Almer Toots Transportation
x8 x8
| Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Moy Pomidor | Seneca's Beard | That Is So Fetch! Rajan straightened immediately at the sound of another voice, shoulders drawing back as though he'd been caught mid-crime rather than mid-crisis. He slid out from beneath the table with as much dignity as one could manage after crawling on a dungeon floor, brushing invisible dust from his robes.
His brown eyes flicked to the girl—one he recognized as one of the younger Ravenclaws—and then back to the shadowed corners of the lab. The room suddenly felt smaller with an audience.
"He is not lost," Rajan said, his tone clipped. "He is misplaced. There's a difference."
Another faint skitter echoed from behind a stack of pewter cauldrons. Rajan's jaw tightened.
"And for the record," he added, lowering his voice. He crouched again, peering behind the cauldrons. "He's not an ordinary toad." "Chintu. Come out. Now," he muttered in Hindi under his breath. "Before this becomes an incident neither of us wants to experience." A curl slipped free and fell across his forehead, refusing to be tamed no matter how many times he pushed it back.
Only then did he glance back at Cat, expression somewhere between mortified dignity and stubborn determination.
"If you're here for Professor Cox," he said, switching back to English, "he's not in at the moment." Probably for the best. Explaining why a toad was presumably roaming free in the Potions laboratory was not a conversation Rajan wished to have with the man. "But if you happen to spot a small harlequin toad... let me know."
__________________
Last edited by Zoe; 01-26-2026 at 10:34 PM.
|
| |
01-27-2026, 01:48 AM
|
#5 (permalink)
| | Erkling
Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: *lurking*
Posts: 20,913
Hogwarts RPG Name: Cathryn “Cat” Webb Ravenclaw Second Year Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Collin O'Shea Owl Post | Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo ❄ rolling in the ink ❄ Cat watched Rajan through narrowed eyes as he climbed out from under a table and dusted off his clothes. She would think that dirt seemed to be the least of his worries, but she didn’t comment on it.
Instead, she commented on his semantics. “Misplaced.” She repeated. “Where did you place him?” Because it appeared to her (and she was fairly certain she was right, even given the limited information available) that he could not find his toad. Ergo, lost.
She moved further into the room as the boy crouched again. She was already too invested and she needed to be able to hear him. She crouched next to him, leaning around the opposite side of the cauldron. Here, toady, toady, toady.
She paused, leaning into her leaning as she listened to Rajan speak. She tried to place the language - it was clearly one that she didn’t speak, and her curiosity was immediate and overwhelming.
Still, she was able to hold it at bay. And pivot to other curiosities instead (of course). “What is he, if he isn’t an ordinary toad?”
She sat back on her heels, looking at him again. His mention of Professor Cox reminded her of why she was here in the first place… but this seemed more interesting. “I was looking for him. But I can help you find your toad first.” Because she was helpful. You’re welcome. “What’s his name?”
__________________  ★ Kindness is its own kind of magic ★
Last edited by squidnie; 02-09-2026 at 01:01 AM.
Reason: Ignore me, just finding typos weeks after posting
|
| |
02-15-2026, 12:43 AM
|
#6 (permalink)
| SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod



 Minister for Magic
 Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent
Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths
Posts: 41,147
Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Victor García Massey Ollivanders
x12 x12
| at laaaaaaaaaaaaast ♪ astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The door shut with a soft deliberate click.
He paused just inside the threshold, leaning back against the heavy wooden door and took in the site of two students crouched on the floor peering behind pewter cauldrons and supply crates as though they were on their own little brewing spelunking trip.
His sharp hazel gaze moved first to Mr. Patil.
Then to Miss Webb.
Then to the floor.
"So―" he began at last, one brow arching as he crossed a leg at the ankle and tapped the toe of his boot lightly against the stone. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this subterranean exploration?" He pushed off the door, heavy boots echoing softly against the dungeon stone, dark tawny robes billowing behind him as he loomed forward. His eyes flicked toward one of the cabinets housing numerous crystal phials filled with various liquids, and... yes, there had most certainly been some sort of subtle skitter just now. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Or has someone elected to release the leeches again? I have had to return somewhere close to three dozen of them to their proper containers this week alone."
Something he was prepared to blame poltergeist interference as the leading theory, but was not so naïve as to rule out academic resentment.
His gaze shifted pointedly between them. "Shall I assume this is unrelated," he inquired, arms folding across his chest. The movement drew his sleeves back just enough to reveal a glimpse of the intricate runic patterns inked along his forearm. "Or would either of you care to revise that assumption?"
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
| |
03-15-2026, 05:56 PM
|
#7 (permalink)
| Forum Manager Honeydukes Mod Quibbler Mod

 Werewolf
Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Oz
Posts: 64,700
Hogwarts RPG Name: Ariel Scamander Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Freya Snakebark Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ousmane Diomandé Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rajan Patil Ravenclaw Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
Franklin Paton Law Enforcement Ministry Department Head:
Almer Toots Transportation
x8 x8
| One eternity later... Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Moy Pomidor | Seneca's Beard | That Is So Fetch! Rajan hesitated for half a second at her question. His mouth opened, then closed again. It was, unfortunately, a very fair question. "Okay, okay, I didn't place him," Rajan said finally, trying very hard to keep his tone measured and dignified. "Chintu usually stays in my satchel." Which, he realized belatedly, probably sounded exactly like something someone would say after losing their toad.
He reached behind the stack of cauldrons again, nudging one aside slightly and peering into the narrow gap between it and the wall.
"He usually behaves much better than this. I suspect," he continued, carefully shifting a crate a few inches, "that he exited the satchel during my walk down here. Can't blame a juvenile harlequin toad for wanting to... explore."
Rajan froze at the sudden sound of a certain Potions professor's voice. Slowly, Rajan rose from his crouch. He did so with the controlled composure of someone attempting to salvage what little dignity remained after being discovered crawling around the floor of a Potions laboratory.
His mind was racing. Option one: tell the truth. Option two: tell a partial truth. Option three: claim to be conducting an independent investigation into dungeon acoustics. None of them seemed especially promising.
Something skittered again, this time on the opposite side of the room. Rajan closed his eyes briefly. Of course.
He exhaled through his nose and straightened fully, folding his hands neatly behind his back in what he hoped resembled the posture of a responsible seventh-year rather than a student moments away from disciplinary consequences.
"This is," Rajan began carefully, "unrelated to the leeches, professor."
Another skitter. He resisted the urge to glance toward it.
"My toad appears to have temporarily vacated my person." The phrasing sounded much better than escaped.
__________________ |
| |
03-21-2026, 01:12 AM
|
#8 (permalink)
| | Erkling
Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: *lurking*
Posts: 20,913
Hogwarts RPG Name: Cathryn “Cat” Webb Ravenclaw Second Year Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Collin O'Shea Owl Post | Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo ❄ rolling in the ink ❄
Truthfully, Cat should’ve fully expected Professor Cox to show up. It had, after all, been her entire reason for coming to the laboratory in the first place. Still (somehow), she was surprised when the man walked in. She watched the boy stand up. He seemed a bit stiff, didn’t he? It made her wonder if he was just as in awe respectful of the professor as she was.
She would let him explain himself first. Then she would circle back to the fact that he had not, in fact, answered her questions regarding his not-so-ordinary toad.
Cat scrambled to her feet as well, preparing to look completely studious and not at all like she had, say, just tipped over a bunch of ink. Or been crawling around the floor of the potions laboratory, or something. However, all good intentions flew out the window when Rajan attempted to explain what was going on. Cat laughed. Loudly. “Temporarily vacated your person,” she repeated, her tone implying that she thought it was not only ridiculous, but also wrong. She stood up a bit straighter. Too-straight, really. “He misplaced his toad.” He’d said so himself. “I was helping to look for him. But I’m really here because I had a question.” She paused. “For you, I mean, Professor. Like, a potion question.” See? Studious.
__________________  ★ Kindness is its own kind of magic ★
Last edited by squidnie; 03-22-2026 at 02:22 AM.
|
| |
Yesterday, 05:58 AM
|
#9 (permalink)
| SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod



 Minister for Magic
 Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent
Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths
Posts: 41,147
Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Victor García Massey Ollivanders
x12 x12
| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
The silence that followed stretched just a fraction too long. Cox's gaze settled on Mr. Patil, unblinking and scrutinizing with the faintest tightening at the corner of his eyes suggesting that yes he had heard every word, and no he was not impressed by the phrasing. Especially when Miss Webb chimed in with her own flowery interpretations.
"Let us not," he began, "attempt to negotiate with language."
He took another step forward, boots echoing softly, gaze dipping briefly toward the floor before lifting again.
"Your toad is loose in my laboratory and it should not be." A slight tilt of his head. "And unless it has developed a sudden and rather macabre desire to be rendered into potion ingredients... it is a situation will need correcting promptly."
His attention shifted then to Miss Webb, not unkindly, but with a certain expectation of composure. A faint skitter came from somewhere along the wall and his eyes flicked toward the source immediately ― less toad and more rat, in his opinion. Brilliant.
"Fortunately," he continued, already adjusting his trajectory a few steps, "we are perfectly capable of addressing more than one matter at a time." He made a small motion with his fingers to indicate the space around them. "We'll continue the search."
There was the faintest exhale of patience worn thin as he slipped off his robes and draped them neatly over the nearest table. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled with practiced efficiency to his elbows, revealing, in brief and deliberate flashes, the runic tattoos that traced the length of his arms.
Then, without looking back at the Ravenclaw, "Your question, Miss Webb?"
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
| |
Posting Rules
| You may not post new threads You may not post replies You may not post attachments You may not edit your posts HTML code is Off | | | All times are GMT. The time now is 05:36 AM. |