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It’s a bright but chilly autumnal morning outside - not that you would know that in the Potions classroom, given the lack of windows. Professor Noble had done a decent job of lightening things up though; the classroom is certainly brighter than the corridor outside, due to a number of glowing orbs suspended from the ceiling. Dark rooms were not conducive to accurate brewing, and he’d responded accordingly. Of course, it didn’t hurt that it might help the nightowls stay awake at this hour too.
On entering the classroom, you’ll see the desks in rows facing forwards, a pretty typical layout. At each workstation a small burner, currently off, and tripod awaits your cauldron. Your copper one, if you’d bothered to read your schedule. The far side bench gives a hint at the topic of the lesson, piled high with pumpkins, so generously grown by Professor Myers at Noble’s request.
The Potions professor himself cuts a stern figure at the front of class, leant back commandingly against the front desk, robes flowing and arms folded across his chest. His gaze rests on the door, a dissatisfied air about his lips.
“Chop chop! Stop lingering in the doorway like a lost flobberworm and pick up a pumpkin on the way to your seat.”
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Let it just be known that Olivia Phillips was HIGHLY PRESSED that River Reed was no longer teaching at Hogwarts. To express this displeasure, the blonde wore a severe expression; an air of dramatic haughtiness to her steps as she entered the drafty....bright? potions lab. How very dare the man leave when she was unable to say goodbye?
Hmph. Where. Was. Jace?
Scanning the unusually bright room, Liv caught sight of him almost immediately. He was situated at the back, and she was relieved that joining him wouldn't require too much moving about. Not that she wanted to harass him about his uncle, but.... Well, maybe she did want to harass him a little. Her relationship with the Reed men was an interesting one.
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As his usual, Jace was ready and on-time for his Potions class. Nine o'clock was a good time to start the morning classes, considering that he religiously starts his day earlier than most of the students. There was no way he'd skip on his katas and morning meditation. Upon hearing the professor, Jace closed his Alchemy book with a snap and hurried along inside the classroom with the rest of the students. "Goodmorning, Professor." he had to be honest, however, that he's pretty excited to learn from someone who breathes sternness, compared to his uncle. Last term, he'd been really awkward with the setup.
After dumping all of his stuff in one of the back workstations (because as of the moment, he didn't want to deal with an explosive Matt Solo, thank you very much), he carefully selected his pumpkin and levitated it back to his seat with ease.
Pumpkin, hm? Is it going to be their new lab rat?
Stopping to select a random pumpkin from the pile (because they were all more of the same, right?), Olivia proceeded to Jace's workstation. Before he could say anything against it, she parked her things, seating herself as if she owned the very workstation. As was her way. "You don't mind if I sit here, do you?" Cue the innocent look.
Oh....also. "Professor, I approve of the orbs. This place needed a bit of illumination." Mhm. She would admit, if asked, that the necessity of copper cauldrons was highly intriguing.
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Oh look, a first year Claw! Well, the spot next to him was still open, the professor was still out in the hall, and she looked nervous. He tried to catch her attention. "You want some help? I've got a spot next to me. Totally up to you, no pressure."
Hanna looked up when someone started talking to her. She recognised Finn from the House Party on their first night. Thankful that someone was willing to help her, Hanna moved her things next to his station. "I don't have a copper cauldron," she said. "Do you?" BUT she did have everything else she needed! Her standard potions ingredients, her textbook, some parchment and a quill with a pot of ink, and of course her wand. Her wand remained in the holster, but everything else was piled out of her bag and onto the table, where she arranged it neat enough.
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Daisy had decided to take a seat in the back of the classroom after greeting Professor Noble and grabbing a pumpkin. She had her copper cauldron on her tripod and on the desk were the necessary requirements needed for the lesson.
Etta casually strolled into the classroom and paused mid-step for a moment, eyeing the classroom and the new professor. Well, someone was grumpy. Not that she personally cared but it was an observation. “Morning, Professor.” She politely greeted him with a smile. As instructed, she selected a pumpkin in random, headed over to an empty seat somewhere near the middle and sat down.
Setting her pumpkin on her desk, she smiled at a few of her friends before pulling out her textbook. She started to read as she waited for class to officially begin.
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Etta casually strolled into the classroom and paused mid-step for a moment, eyeing the classroom and the new professor. Well, someone was grumpy. Not that she personally cared but it was an observation. “Morning, Professor.” She politely greeted him with a smile. As instructed, she selected a pumpkin in random, headed over to an empty seat somewhere near the middle and sat down.
Setting her pumpkin on her desk, she smiled at a few of her friends before pulling out her textbook. She started to read as she waited for class to officially begin.
Diandra had a little contact lenses emergency that makes her leave the common room a little bit late than usual. Merlin, hopefully the lesson hasn't started yet because 1) she could get her points taken and 2) potions wasn't really her strongest subject so she needed to follow the lesson very carefully. Heading to the dungeons faster than she could, the badger was relieved that the lesson hasn't started yet. "Good day, professor Noble." She greeted the man and as he had instructed, Diandra picked up a pumpkin. Was he just swallowing a vial of bitter potion?
She decided to take a seat beside the Head Girl . "Hi, Etta... I hope you don't mind if I sit here."
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There had seriously been the thought of just not taking Potions this term. The only reason Stasya had even considered it last term was because Healer Reed had been teaching it and he’d been basically number two on her list of staff members she liked, after Professor Hirsch. Mostly because of things from first year, but either way, he’d left and therefore she’d gone back to just trying to figure out exactly why she was required to attend the lessons. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t protested nearly every potion being made because creature rights and all. Either way, she’d dragged her feet on her walk down to the dungeons for the lesson in question, and given the professor a sort of tilted head curious look at how he’d spoken to them all. If he didn’t like being there, she really wouldn’t have minded if he hadn’t shown up.
Although, the pumpkin thing had given her the tiniest bit of hope that they wouldn’t be doing anything with blood or other creature body parts. “Good morning Professor Noble,” she’d still said, picking out a pumpkin from what remained in the pile and heading for an open seat. Giving Derf, Liv, Rylee and several others a smile as she passed them, settling into her seat and quietly getting everything ready for whatever they’d be doing. Mostly, just setting her copper cauldron onto the tripod at her station. Silently. She hadn’t given up her option of protesting if it ended up being necessary, but she needed to find out what they were doing first.
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Chop chop? Chop chop?!
Excuse you but Dorian did not liked being chop chopped at. Especially because he was at class earlier than normal as most times he would run in at the last second. So no chop chop for him hmpf.
He did grab a pumpkin like instructed as it was obviously needed for todays class and after he picked one out he looked up at the Professor. "Hello Professor Noble" he said politely eventhough he wasn't sure if he liked him. He looked like he had eaten a sour grape over at breakfast and was still tasting it.
With the greeting out of the way, the Ravenclaw found himself a seat near the front of the classroom. He was here to learn after all.
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Potions class still needed some time to get used to not having Healer Reed around. He'd been here for years, and his disappearance was odd for the sixth year. However, she had decided that she should at least give the new professor a chance. He was probably just at good in his field, anyway.
Vivian entered the class room and offered a small smile to the professor. "Morning, professor," the prefect greeted him and went to take her usual seat beside Skylar. They probably still felt the same way about not having Reed around. But hey, at least she wasn't late.
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Alyce was thinking to bail the potion class because it's not her strongest subject. She's lingering around the potion classroom when the Professor asked them to hurry up. Might as well come to the class. With a sigh the fifth year Slytherin walked into the classroom and picked up her pumpkin. She gave the Professor a polite nod before she went to take a seat.
And yes, she did remember to bring her copper cauldron.
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There had seriously been the thought of just not taking Potions this term. The only reason Stasya had even considered it last term was because Healer Reed had been teaching it and he’d been basically number two on her list of staff members she liked, after Professor Hirsch. Mostly because of things from first year, but either way, he’d left and therefore she’d gone back to just trying to figure out exactly why she was required to attend the lessons. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t protested nearly every potion being made because creature rights and all. Either way, she’d dragged her feet on her walk down to the dungeons for the lesson in question, and given the professor a sort of tilted head curious look at how he’d spoken to them all. If he didn’t like being there, she really wouldn’t have minded if he hadn’t shown up.
Although, the pumpkin thing had given her the tiniest bit of hope that they wouldn’t be doing anything with blood or other creature body parts. “Good morning Professor Noble,” she’d still said, picking out a pumpkin from what remained in the pile and heading for an open seat. Giving Derf, Liv, Rylee and several others a smile as she passed them, settling into her seat and quietly getting everything ready for whatever they’d be doing. Mostly, just setting her copper cauldron onto the tripod at her station. Silently. She hadn’t given up her option of protesting if it ended up being necessary, but she needed to find out what they were doing first.
Of course Mara had gotten lost trying to find her way to Potions class. She entered the classroom with a relieved sigh and looked at the overwhelming amount of students. She recognized the boy from the train, Patrick but didn't say a thing, sure he would not recall her. It was only then she realized most students had... a pumpkin?
She found herself randomly craving pumpkin soup and made a quick mental note to stop by the kitchens afterwards.
"Good morning, Professor... Sir." She muttered, realizing she could not remember the teacher's name. Carefully, trying not to disturb anyone, she picked her own pumpkin looked around for an empty seat, dragging her cauldron as she walked. She stared for a few seconds at a girl who had addressed the Professor as well, wondering about the best way to grab her attention. Finally, with a deep breath, she put down the pumpkin on the table and addressed her: "Sorry to bother you... Can I sit here? Is the seat taken?" she asked with a smile, trying to convince herself she was confident enough to survive her first Potions lesson.
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Let it just be known that Olivia Phillips was HIGHLY PRESSED that River Reed was no longer teaching at Hogwarts. To express this displeasure, the blonde wore a severe expression; an air of dramatic haughtiness to her steps as she entered the drafty....bright? potions lab. How very dare the man leave when she was unable to say goodbye?
Hmph. Where. Was. Jace?
Scanning the unusually bright room, Liv caught sight of him almost immediately. He was situated at the back, and she was relieved that joining him wouldn't require too much moving about. Not that she wanted to harass him about his uncle, but.... Well, maybe she did want to harass him a little. Her relationship with the Reed men was an interesting one.
Stopping to select a random pumpkin from the pile (because they were all more of the same, right?), Olivia proceeded to Jace's workstation. Before he could say anything against it, she parked her things, seating herself as if she owned the very workstation. As was her way. "You don't mind if I sit here, do you?" Cue the innocent look.
Oh....also. "Professor, I approve of the orbs. This place needed a bit of illumination." Mhm. She would admit, if asked, that the necessity of copper cauldrons was highly intriguing.
Wanting to impress the professor regarding his efficiency in the subject, Jace began to prepare his workstation with the basic set up, making sure that each and every equipment he had on the table were in its clean and pristine condition. He was starting to get hyper-focused in his task that he didn't notice the people around him. He was quite the vulnerable looking Ravenclaw, waiting to absorb any and all academic information.
And then, Olivia Phillips happened.
With his wand arm slightly raised to give his copper cauldron a good cleaning, his concentration was frayed and torn apart by a voice he hadn't heard for a year. Questions, he had those at the back of his mind and it was dangerously starting to resurface. Olivia Phillips, where have you been?
Clank-clunk.
His mind not able to cope up with the surprise, Jace dropped his wand into his cauldron and slowly turned to see the blonde who made him blush for no reason at all.
Speak, you idiot.
"Uh...no...no, I don't mind. Be...my guest." With a shy grin, Jace freed up some more space for her and awkwardly began to clean his cauldron again. It'd be hard to hide his now pink-tinged cheeks with the bright orbs hanging about. Thanks for that, professor.
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It was only after watching some of his classmates that he realized he had neglected to grab a pumpkin. Well, actually, it wasn't until Zoryn appeared in the seat next to him with a pumpkin of her own that he properly did.
Oops.
"Be right back!" he chirped at his friend, quickly slipping out of his seat to go retrieve one for himself and then scampering back to his own seat. On his way back, however, something else the professor had said when he walked it suddenly came to mind: lost flobberworms. WERE there some in the classroom that WERE lost? Because that...was...terrible and Derf would very much like to FIND them and return them to the ten-inched X classification beast to the grounds if so. "You reckon there are actually lost flobberworms in here?" he whispered to the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain as he plopped back into his seat. Wouldn't be the first time they had gone on a while goose, er, worm chase around the castle looking for thing.
But if they were meant to go looking for lost and hidden flobberworms...live ones...Derf would be returning them outside and claiming to have come up empty handed when he returned to the classroom. Just saying.
And thankfully thinking about flobberworms was a sufficient enough distraction at the moment to keep his mind, and eyes, from wandering elsewhere around the classroom.
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In recent years, potions had become one of her main focus areas up in her lab. There were always at least 3 of four cauldrons she held up there brewing at any given time. As it so happened, the one in which she was brewing her latest potion happened to be in the cauldron she needed for this lesson.
She couldn't....begin....to describe...the level of hurt at having to end the potion and vanish the contents. The young girl may have chanced it by simply bringing another (a silver one) but Professor Noble seemed the sort to take notice. It was odd, y'know? Given her track record with Potions Professors, to suddenly be thrown together with one so.....................................off putting as him. What a year to be a Prefect and need to set an example.
The brew would simply have to be restarted once she was out of this class.
Jessa entered the room, cauldron floating in behind her, nose buried deep inside her latest read. Skin texture; duplicating it. The pros and cons of varying textures, the best methods of harvesting and re-creating. It wasn't until the man opened his mouth to warn them against time wasting that the Ravenclaw even noticed him standing there by the door. Blue eyes glanced up at him only briefly before setting down to her book again. "Good morning, Professor." She muttered, distractedly flipping the page to continue. What was that about a pumpkin and a flobberworm now?
A cauldron could've exploded and she wouldn't notice (not entirely true, something like THAT would grab her attention, but for the most part, the Ravenclaw was oblivious to everything going on around her at the moment).
Thankfully, she DID catch the sight of the pumpkins from the corner of her eyes, levitating one over and into her already levitating cauldron. In all this, she didn't glance up from the pages of the old and dusty book for more than a few seconds at a time, not even when she flopped into the seat by Cameron. "Hey Cam." She muttered, ending the incantation of the floating items once they were set atop the desk.
Rat skin would be a no. Shame too, plenty of that around.
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SPOILER!!: Cam and Jessa
"Morning Cam!" Nice one too, wasn't it? She was getting her own area all set up too, and making herself comfortable, her trousered legs swinging somewhat as the stool wasn't exactly short. Correct uniform of course, it was just that she always opted for trousers rather than the skirt that was common with her female peers.
And then the new Ravenclaw prefect sat on Cam's other side so she leaned forward to look around him and greet her too, watching with interest as her levitating items settled on the desktop.
"Hi! I know your name is Jessa right? I'm Bel." There. They knew each other now.
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Jessa looked up from her book at the sound of her name, realizing after a second that the voice and indeed the person it came from were on the other side of Cameron. Oh, had she missed something? Jessa blinked once, trying to wrack her brain in case there'd been a conversation she'd been entirely oblivious to. When nothing was coming, the Ravenclaw simply offered an embarrassed sort of smile. "Hi. It sounds familiar, yeah." Even if they hadn't actually had a conversation, she was friends with a few of her friends.
"Didn't miss anything, did I?"
Nice morning, indeed.
Before he got the chance to say anything else to Bel, however, someone dropped in the seat on the workstation next to his. He obviously recognized her voice even before he turned to look at Jessa. „Hey. Good-“ At that he noticed that she wasn‘t even looking at him but was instead really engrossed in the book she was reading. Okay. Never mind then.
About to turn back to Bel, Cameron instead leaned back in his seat so the two girls could see each other properly as they talked. They didn‘t seem to be too familiar with one another. They really SHOULD think of throwing that party him and Jessa had been talking about, if only so they could meet each other‘s friends. Seeing as he‘d apparently been too slow to make introductions himself, Cam waited until they were done.
„What are you reading?“ That was directed at Jessa, obviously.
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Of course Farah wasn't late for class. Not Potions class anyways.
Entering the classroom after a wave to the professor, Farah grabbed her... pumpkin before heading to an available work station. Boy, this class was packed. "Excuseeee me. Excuuuse me." She said brightly as she passed several people to finally grab a seat near the back.
Farah scanned the desk really quick and then pulled out her cauldron. Only it wasn't the copper one. She grabbed her quill and parchment paper and placed them on her desk before looking around and noticing... others had their copper cauldron out.
Well alrighty then.
It was a good thing that Farah just happened to have that one with her. Switching the two, she stuck the other cauldron in her bag. Now she was ready for class.
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It was only after watching some of his classmates that he realized he had neglected to grab a pumpkin. Well, actually, it wasn't until Zoryn appeared in the seat next to him with a pumpkin of her own that he properly did.
Oops.
"Be right back!" he chirped at his friend, quickly slipping out of his seat to go retrieve one for himself and then scampering back to his own seat. On his way back, however, something else the professor had said when he walked it suddenly came to mind: lost flobberworms. WERE there some in the classroom that WERE lost? Because that...was...terrible and Derf would very much like to FIND them and return them to the ten-inched X classification beast to the grounds if so. "You reckon there are actually lost flobberworms in here?" he whispered to the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain as he plopped back into his seat. Wouldn't be the first time they had gone on a while goose, er, worm chase around the castle looking for thing.
But if they were meant to go looking for lost and hidden flobberworms...live ones...Derf would be returning them outside and claiming to have come up empty handed when he returned to the classroom. Just saying.
And thankfully thinking about flobberworms was a sufficient enough distraction at the moment to keep his mind, and eyes, from wandering elsewhere around the classroom.
After finally reaching a workbench, the Gryffindor set her cauldron and pumpkin down in front of her. Before she could so much as say hello to her friend, Derf had taken off to do... something. If it weren't for the fact that he said he'd be "right back," Zoryn would've assumed that he was leaving to work somewhere else which would have been a) really mean and b) incredibly disappointing. She had sat here on PURPOSE because Derf was smart at things and she liked his company, so if he had moved then her whole strategy would've gone to waste and she'd probably fail potions for the day.
Huh?
"I don't think that's what--" OR maybe there actually WERE lost flobberworms in here?! The thought is what caused Zoryn to stop mid-sentence and THINK. "Maybe they're in the pumpkins!!" Zoryn didn't actually know much about flobberworms, but it seemed possible that they were growing them in pumpkins. Weirder things happened at Hogwarts. And while they were waiting for class to start..... It wouldn't hurt checking, right? "Let's cut one open to check!" Diffindo worked on pumpkins, right?
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Hanna looked up when someone started talking to her. She recognised Finn from the House Party on their first night. Thankful that someone was willing to help her, Hanna moved her things next to his station. "I don't have a copper cauldron," she said. "Do you?" BUT she did have everything else she needed! Her standard potions ingredients, her textbook, some parchment and a quill with a pot of ink, and of course her wand. Her wand remained in the holster, but everything else was piled out of her bag and onto the table, where she arranged it neat enough.
Oh good, she was coming plus he wouldn't look stupid sitting by himself. "Yeah, I do. But I don't think you can get in too much trouble for having your pewter cauldron. The supply list just says pewter, size 2, right?" He specifically remembered standing in the shop in Diagon Alley as a muggleborn and having no clue that there would be that many different types and sizes to pick from. To say that the whole experience had been overwhelming would be an understatement. "So if the professor makes a huge deal out of it, that's just his problem."
Finn did a quick appraisal of her other materials. "But everything else looks good. Anything beyond standard stock will be in the store room over there," he said, pointing across the room. "Water spigot in just there," more pointing, "and I can help you light some flames if you don't know the spell yet. Er.." Hang on. "Did you bring your wand? I know it's potions, but you do use it, still." Hopefully he wasn't making her feel stupid. After all, he had definitely been there, done that, bought the tshirt.
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Another fall potions lesson…one greeted by the glowing orbs of the classroom and a not so nice potions master. She wasn’t lingering in the doorway so it wasn’t her he was bothered with, unless Professor Noble just disliked them all on principle. Cassie entered the room with no hesitation, spotting the aforementioned pumpkins and picking up one of her own as directed. Then she made her way to one of the few remaining empty work desks. So much for getting a quick start this morning but at least she wasn’t late.
The Ravenclaw set her pumpkin down before her on the desk before her school bag beside it. From within, she took out her cauldron…her copper one…and set it on the waiting tripod. Then came the parchment and quill for notes and recipes to be written down upon There, she was all set for now to await the beginning of the lesson. She might not need this class but she was still very much interested in learning what she could.
Who was lingering? Not Bel. Especially because the classroom was much nicer than the corridor, much brighter at least, even if in her opinion it had kind of a smell. All that residual potion-y stuff in the air. She could sort of always almost taste it like a metallic tang at the back of her tongue, even if everything was scrubbed and scoured both magically and by hand. Bel scooped a pumpkin up and held it under one arm as she entered, the other held her cauldron which in turn had her books and other supplies neatly stowed within it. "Hello Professor Noble, sir!" She found her seat and deposited her cauldron on the table, then proceeded to unpack it. She'd been awake for ages already: gone for a morning run with Liam (just because he'd done well with the surfing this summer it didn't mean she was about to lighten up on their training together!), and had a big breakfast. Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as her mum would call it, and ready to see what else the day had in store.
The pumpkins were kind of interesting. Were they about to make pumpkin juice? Or brew something a little more sinister? Bel couldn't begin to guess: she wasn't exactly a potions expert. Not even close to one, in fact. Her enthusiasm usually made up for a lot, but potions was one of those classes where enthusiasm could actually be a bad thing: a dangerous thing. It took a ton of focus. Hence the big breakfast.
Brain food.
There miiiight have been the tiniest curl on his lip that the first person to enter was a Hufflepuff. A bright eyed, excitable Hufflepuff. But it was gone within the blink of an eye; a bare twitch at most. “Good morning Bel,” he greeted with a nod.
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Shera had basically run to potions in excitement. Since she had been awake for a few hours already she had triple checked that she had all the required things for this class, and was wearing her school uniform including the dreaded skirt and for once the unfortunately messy curls were even tied back out of her face.
Skipping into the class she beamed at Professor Noble, not at all bothered by his 'intimidating' presence. "Morning Professor," she greeted cheerily, before dropping her things off at a workbench. Now for the pumpkins.
She had tried to gain control of herself and stop skipping, but she still had a swing in her step as she went to the bench to grab herself a pumpkin and returned to sit at her desk. Now it was time to wait for all the others to arrive and the lesson to actually start!
And another excitable one soon followed. “Good morning, Shera.” Although the skipping was a bit much, and he grunted in disapproval. This was a classroom, not a playground. But since she’d opted to bit a little more subdued as she went to pick a pumpkin, he let it go. This time.
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Kimi entered the potions classroom and said "Good morning Professor" Kimi hurried to his seat and got himself ready for the lesson he wondered what the pumpkins were for but he was sure that he would find out in good time
Was this one going to just stare thoughtfully at the pumpkins on the table, or go ahead and pick one up? He thought he’d made himself quite clear. “It won’t bite,” he commented to Timmy. That was his name, right? “So I suggest you get one pronto.” Before he made sure that it would. Jack-o-lanterns could have quite the sharp teeth, didn’t you know?
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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow
Well, someone had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed this morning...
Junia slipped into the classroom, hair plaited back and out of her face so as not to fall into her potion. Eyes fell on the potions master and a polite smile graced her features as she greeted the man. "Good Morning, Professor."
Wand out, she gave her hands a quick cleaning before selecting a pumpkin from the bunch and carrying it over to a station. She was hoping Abey would be along soon so that he could sit by her. Given the professor's demeanor, she had a feeling he might be more anxious than usual and she wanted to provide some comfort just in case.
This one...yes, he saw potential. The tidy hair, kept well back out of her face, the cleaning of her hands. It spoke to precision potion-making, and it gave him hope that at least one student might be able to take away a non-toxic bottle of their efforts to experiment with after class. “The same to you, Junia.”
SPOILER!!: Juniper
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Originally Posted by SarcasticStrawberry
Juni hurried along the corridors all the way down to the dungeons. It was a long walk, since it was her first lesson of the day the fourth year made a detour to the great hall, for a bite of breakfast. It was all on the way so that came in handy.
It was a good thing that she had taken the time to see that this potions lesson required a copper cauldron. In all of her supply list she had ever gotten she couldn’t recall ever seeing a copper cauldron on the list. She was pretty sure she had only seen pewter cauldrons on the list. So she has to have her dad send her one of his.
She headed toward the classroom. ”Good morning professor.” To be honestly this new professor kind of freaked her out a bit. Was it just her? Maybe she just needed to get used to him. She grabbed up a pumpkin. ”Are we making pumpkin pie?” It was quite possible potions was basically like cooking. Wasn’t it? The classroom seemed brighter. Interesting, she could actually see. Find she seat she went ahead and set up her station and took a seat waiting for the lesson to start.
If she’d had to ask her father to send her a copper cauldron, the Ravenclaw clearly hadn’t read her supplies list properly. It should have been a standard part of her kit since her third year. But luckily Noble didn’t yet know of her incompetence at following directions, and instead almost growled at her question. Did she seriously just ask that? “This is Potions Class, not cooking. If you want to make pumpkin pie, I suggest offering your services in the kitchens down the corridor.”
SPOILER!!: Cameron
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Originally Posted by Lislchen
Cameron was curious to see what this new Potions professor would have in store for them this time. He had found the professor to be quite stern and strict but so far hadn‘t had any problems with him. He could deal with strict. Just don‘t get on the person‘s bad side and you‘re fine.
So with a polite smile, Cameron walked into the classroom, (copper) cauldron in hand. „Good morning, Professor Noble.“ He greeted him before taking one of the pumpkins, hugging it to his chest with his other hand. Ooh, look Bel was here already. He decided to settle into the workstation next to hers, giving his friend a grin. „Morning.“ After carefully setting down the pumpkin he then proceeded to put the cauldron on the tripod and set out the rest of his equipment.
What could they be doing with those pumpkins?
What could they be doing indeed? It was in the textbook, so it shouldn’t be too much of a mystery. He had done the assigned reading, yes? “Good morning, Cameron.” Noble’s gaze followed the boy to his seat next to Bel, before returning to the doorway.
SPOILER!!: Derf
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
Derf neither excelled nor completely failed at Potions. He was quite middle of the road WHEN his attention span permitted him to, well, actually follow directions. It was the stirring that often got him - it was just hard to focus on such methodical and repetitive things, you know? But he was trying to be better and, at least so far, nothing he had been brewing in classes had blown up. Boiled over? Yeah...that had happened once or twice.
Stepping into the classroom, the Hufflepuff took a quick survey things before heading towards a station somewhere in the middle of the room somewhat near where Bel and Cameron and sorta just a hop skip and station away from Juniper. His eyes also fell on Junia, and he even offered the older girl a sheepish smile, but ultimately he was sitting a liiiiiittle further away from her than usual.
"Morning, Professor Noble," Derf greeted as he got his copper cauldron into place at his station, eyeing the pumpkins and recalling another time they had been present in lessons. Though he reckoned there wasn't going to be any bowling or smashing involved. Well, not smashing in the same sort of sense since he assumed that they were going to be ingredients somehow. He did like the idea of making pumpkin pie - which also made him think about all the creatures that enjoyed munching on pumpkins - and offered his Ravenclaw friend an amused smile. Though he seriously doubted that...maybe they were going to be working on a vision potion. Though he kept his musing to himself and fixated on getting his station set up, glancing down every now and then at his trouser pocket.
Going on previous lessons, this one had some fairly serious concentration issues. Luckily the potion in question today didn’t have too much repetitive stirring...but Noble wouldn’t be at all surprised if he had to vanish the Hufflepuff’s potion for a mistake. “Morning, Derfael.”
SPOILER!!: Theo
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Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok
Ok Théo was kinda of lingering he was waiting for his best friend and well ok maybe Professor Noble did not want to hear that so he went in copper cauldron in hand. He wasnt a complete idiot. Dont answer that.
The pumpkins were interesting since why would you need pumpkins for Potions class but well to not seem dumb he was going to keep his mouth shut and go get a pumpkin for whatever reason. Doubt they were making jack o lanterns
He grabbed his pumpkin and walked to a seat with another spaces around him so Sylvie could sit next to him or whoever.
Who was ready to accidentally blow up some potions.
Not him.
Noble thought that the kid - Héro? Tyrô? Some poncy foreign name anyway - looked rather jittery. Nervous hands and delicate formulae rarely mixed well, but the result could, at least, sometime be an educational warning to others. His gaze lingered for a moment, before moving on to the next student.
SPOILER!!: Sam
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Originally Posted by Cedric
Prompt as usual, Sam was especially interested in today's Potions lesson merely because of the man's behavior at the feast. Sour, unimpressed, stern. Hogwarts was due for another curmudgeon, and Sam believed Noble would fit the bill rather well. But NEWTs were this year, so as long as the man knew his material, Sam didn't care all that much.
The seventh-year took care to find a a nicely-shaped, almost perfectly round pumpkin and was headed for the far side of the room until he spotted a familiar head of long blonde hair. After making a detour, he found himself at the work station beside his girlfriend's. "Hey, Juni," he greeted as his placed his pumpkin on his table.
Another one who seemed to think greetings were unnecessary. But if the Gryffindor put as much care and attention into his potion as he did picking his pumpkin, then maybe he’d get some desirable results.
Maybe.
SPOILER!!: Gendry
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Originally Posted by Edward Penguin
Gendry dreaded potions. His ability to be precise was questionable and precision was very important with potions. He had a tendency to get lost in his own thoughts, especially when the brew times didn't require specific attention at any one time. He took a deep breath and entered the potions room, noting the more well-lit, but still dank classroom. He gingerly nodded a greeting to the professor and walked over to his station and removed his copper kettle and placed it on the table.
As he set it down he recalled the command to gather a pumpkin. He went up and reached for one with a vibrant orange color and returned to his kettle.
What was it about Hufflepuffs and attention spans? Maybe he should have a word with Myers about their water supply...give them some of whatever that LOUD Gryffindor was having. Regardless, he gave the boy a nod. Yes, we see you.
SPOILER!!: Skylar
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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising
If Skylar was being completely honest, she wasn't keen on the new Potions Master. She'd had Arthur Newton her first three terms, then the young, bubbly Canterbury for one term, but honestly she was hoping that last year's potions master would have stayed more than one term. Because, River Reed. It was really no offense meant to this Professor Noble (who had quite a FINE name), but River Reed was one of those who would remain a special place in the sixth year's heart and she just hoped he was doing well. Which reminded her that she still needed to send an owl to him, but she'd gotten bogged down with quidditch tryouts. Once she got situated into her sixth year routine though, she WAS going to write him.
In the meantime, she would have to try to not compare Noble to Reed. She'd achieved an Outstanding on her Potions OWL, which meant she was well on her way to being able to do creature healing. Or cursebreaking. She did note his sternness about him; he meant business which she was okay with, because her final two years here and she had to make them count.
"Morning Professor Noble," she greeted, finding a seat near the front, after selecting a pumpkin. Carving pumpkins perhaps? Wasn't that more suited for charms? Or well, Juniper had said something about Pumpkin Pie just as she walked in.
Honestly, Noble didn’t give a monkey’s uncle whether she liked him or not. Here was here to teach the art of potioneering, and by hook that’s what he was going to try and do. Even if he went grey in the process. There was a snide look on his face as his replied. “Good morning.”
SPOILER!!: Matt
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Matt entered the room! Hallo.
He was excited to see what their new Potions professor was like. There was something cool about having new teachers, especially in his very last year. NEW STUFF! Matt loved changes and welcomed them. The man looked irritated or something. Lol. "HELLO, SIR!" Loud Gryffindor was loud. And he grabbed a pumpkin on his way in. "Oh cool, I love me some pumpkin!" Pumpkin juice WAS his favourite after all. "I hafta say I'm looking forward to trying whatever we're brewing today!" The seventh year exclaimed happily as he carried all of his stuff to a workstation of his choice. Middle the the room. Boom.
He spread his equipment all over the place because he felt like it, and sat there, watching, grinning and sometimes waving at the people who were coming in. He was READY to learn! And drink the pumpkin potion. YAS.
The man appreciated enthusiasm, especially when half the class still looked half asleep, but this was loud. Too loud. He didn’t need to look at the boy’s robes to know which house he was in. “Greeting me does not count an emergency, Matt,” he responded gruffly. The boy had read the rules, yes?
SPOILER!!: Vi
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Originally Posted by Watson
Now Vi was intrigued by how this new Professor would be. When she walked into the room, she made a brief note of how he stood. Stern. Sort of noble like. Heh. Noble being noble. She’d show herself out. Following his instructions, Vi grabbed a pumpkin and headed to an open work station near Skylar. “Professor Noble,” she greeted with a single nod of her head before she started taking out her notebook and quills to help prepare her for class. Then she checked her work station to ensure that everything was clean and ready to go. She’d have to rinse out that Cauldron again. Not clean enough.
And then Solo came in. Vi kept an eye on that whole interaction. She wondered how the stern man would take the boisterous Matt. Heh. She smiled. This would be interesting for sure.
“Hey Sky. How’s it going?” she greeted the Slytherin Quidditch Captain with a small smile. And then she gazed at her pumpkin, wondering what they would exactly be doing with them.
“Good morning Vi.” Noble briefly registered the the student’s attentiveness to her utensils. Perhaps they weren’t all as hopeless as he’d feared.
SPOILER!!: Kye
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Originally Posted by Dokimoto
Kye entered the Potions class with that early onset feeling of dread. It wasn't even about the new professor who she had heard quite mixed reviews about. Just the class in general... she didn't have a particular affection for dismembered animals.. or cooking them. Big sigh. She walked through the door and immediately noticed the pumpkins everywhere. Brief pause of confusion, and she did as she was rudely instructed.
Okay that wasn't the worst thing... Grabbing a decent looking pumpkin, Kye stood awkwardly with her pumpkin balancing on her cauldron. Kye paused again looking around the room. She smiled and greeted those she knew, and quickly took a seat near the center of the room. She set her pumpkin on the table, near the burner... and then a little shift to get it slightly further from the burner. She could see that going South in just a second.
A slight frown briefly creased Noble’s forehead. This one couldn’t manage to make eye contact, much less fulfill the minimal social contract of a greeting. She’d need keeping an eye on.
SPOILER!!: Jace
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Originally Posted by Stefan
As his usual, Jace was ready and on-time for his Potions class. Nine o'clock was a good time to start the morning classes, considering that he religiously starts his day earlier than most of the students. There was no way he'd skip on his katas and morning meditation. Upon hearing the professor, Jace closed his Alchemy book with a snap and hurried along inside the classroom with the rest of the students. "Goodmorning, Professor." he had to be honest, however, that he's pretty excited to learn from someone who breathes sternness, compared to his uncle. Last term, he'd been really awkward with the setup.
After dumping all of his stuff in one of the back workstations (because as of the moment, he didn't want to deal with an explosive Matt Solo, thank you very much), he carefully selected his pumpkin and levitated it back to his seat with ease.
Pumpkin, hm? Is it going to be their new lab rat?
Honestly, he couldn’t blame the Ravenclaw for avoiding the ridiculousness going on at the front. “Good morning, Jace.” A Reed...curious. A relation of his predecessor, perhaps?
SPOILER!!: Gunnar
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Originally Posted by emjay
Potions was quickly becoming one of Gunnar's favorite classes, and it wasn't just because it was so close to his common room that he could literally roll out of bed just minutes before class was supposed to start and still make it on time without getting lost. He also got the chance to use some gross and creepy and intriguing ingredients to make some really cool things.
Even though he hadn't been up for long, the first year was wide awake, dressed in a clean uniform and carrying his supplies, as he headed into the classroom. Oh! Had he been lingering in the doorway? He certainly didn't mean to and quickly slipped inside as he heard the professor's gruff instructions.
"Yes, sir... morning," he added the last as a mumbled afterthought. Rearranging the supplies in his arms so he could better carry a pumpkin as well, he grabbed one of the gourds and made his way to a seat somewhat in the middle of the room. What cool thing would they be doing today??
This kid was enthusiastic, especially when it came to ingredients, and Noble couldn’t fault that. Not when so many others in class could be so uppity about the use of non-plant materials. “Morning, Gunnar.”
SPOILER!!: Maxton
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Originally Posted by Waterloo
Maxton had found himself and his pumpkin a workstation alone nearer the back of the classroom. Potions wasn't his strongest subject and his logic was that if he sat closer to the back, perhaps noone would spot him making any embarrassing mistakes. Especially the professor. Professor Noble seemed kind of scary.
If he thought he could hide at the back, Maxton was very much mistaken. And as if to prove it, Noble gave a pointed cough as the boy sat down. “Wonderful morning, Maxton.” Noble really had no qualms about moving him to the front if he didn’t behave...focus...whatever reason, really.
SPOILER!!: Zita
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Originally Posted by Bazinga
Potions class was always a great class because it was the closest to her dorm, which meant she was always looking her best, not that she wasn't all the time, but she could take her time leaving her room and making it on time. Coming up on the door she had her usual smile on her face and strutted into the room.
"Hello everyone"
She walked past the professor and took her pumpkin, "Hello professor" her finger wiggled towards him as she looked around at all the people already there. Now where was she going to sit, she looked at all the cute boys that she could sit near or she could sit by one of her girls.
Decisions.... Decisions
She stood for a moment in the front of the room until she could decide and everyone could just wait to see who the lucky person was going to be. Though her eyes did land on Derf for just a moment and she quickly moved from the front of the room and went to sit near Juniper.
"Hey girl"
Oh, it was feast girl. Noble deadpanned at the strutting, soon followed by the finger wiggling. Galloping hippogriffs, could the girl just find a seat already? Grunting happened. “Good morning.”
SPOILER!!: Jessa
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
In recent years, potions had become one of her main focus areas up in her lab. There were always at least 3 of four cauldrons she held up there brewing at any given time. As it so happened, the one in which she was brewing her latest potion happened to be in the cauldron she needed for this lesson.
She couldn't....begin....to describe...the level of hurt at having to end the potion and vanish the contents. The young girl may have chanced it by simply bringing another (a silver one) but Professor Noble seemed the sort to take notice. It was odd, y'know? Given her track record with Potions Professors, to suddenly be thrown together with one so.....................................off putting as him.
What a year to be a Prefect and need to set an example.
The brew would simply have to be restarted once she was out of this class.
Jessa entered the room, cauldron floating in behind her, nose buried deep inside her latest read. Skin texture; duplicating it. The pros and cons of varying textures, the best methods of harvesting and re-creating. It wasn't until the man opened his mouth to warn them against time wasting that the Ravenclaw even noticed him standing there by the door. Blue eyes glanced up at him only briefly before setting down to her book again. "Good morning, Professor." She muttered, distractedly flipping the page to continue. What was that about a pumpkin and a flobberworm now?
A cauldron could've exploded and she wouldn't notice (not entirely true, something like THAT would grab her attention, but for the most part, the Ravenclaw was oblivious to everything going on around her at the moment).
Thankfully, she DID catch the sight of the pumpkins from the corner of her eyes, levitating one over and into her already levitating cauldron. In all this, she didn't glance up from the pages of the old and dusty book for more than a few seconds at a time, not even when she flopped into the seat by Cameron. "Hey Cam." She muttered, ending the incantation of the floating items once they were set atop the desk.
Rat skin would be a no. Shame too, plenty of that around.
It was a good job she had indeed brought the copper cauldron, otherwise she would have briskly been sent back to get the correct one, experiment or no experiment running. It wasn’t in his lab, so he had no reason to give her special dispensation.
But it was her inattention that really got on his wick. A scowl creased across his features at her muttered greeting, and he wordlessly pulled his wand from his robes. “This is my classroom, Prefect Eagle.” And with a flick of his wand, her book snapped shut. “Bag, now. Or I’ll confiscate it for an undecided amount of time.”
SPOILER!!: Tenacius
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Originally Posted by Steelsheen
Anybody who knows Tenacius Salander knows that he's hardly one to dally, but he is holding back and hiding in the shadows beyond the doorway, the brightness of the Potions classroom providing some pretty good gloomy depth to hide the lumbering Head Boy. So indeed, dallying he was not-- observing is the key word. Perhaps it was another one of those strange coincidences he's been experiencing lately, but the jaunty way that his class schedule creased over this Professor's name got him to do a double take-- Ig(natius) Noble.
Hence Ace lurking in the shadows for a bit, trying to see how noble, or otherwise as the man's unfortunate first name may suggest, the new Potions Master really is. Also trying to keep that chuckling under control and not suddenly burst out into a full peal of laughter when he tries to address him by name.
His Prefect-girlfriend has entered promptly though, and he figured he better skedaddle if he wanted to be sure to take the workstation next to her.
Ahem ahem... try not to laugh, try not to grin, try not to breath "Goodmorning Professor--" and thats the most the Curly Top managed to get out before purposely biting his lips and turning his head away as he hastily collected the first pumpkin within reach, then made a beeline for the desk next to Vi.
Down goes the pumpkin on his desk. And his flushed head behind that. And laughter. Laughter so high only dogs could hear.
The Head Boy had almost made it to his seat before Noble had finished with Jessa. Almost. His eyes flashed as he saw Tenacius attempt to bite away that laugh; the pumpkin only did so much to hide it. “I suggest you wipe that snigger from your face, Mister Head Boy. Or would you like to share the joke with class?”
SPOILER!!: Zoryn
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
Zoryn was definitely one of those lingering in the doorway like a lost flobberworm, but it had exactly nothing to do with the fact that she was lost. 'Cause she wasn't lost, she was a whole FOURTH year now. She was just tired. It was the morning though and that ought to be enough of an excuse for her sluggishness. Like no offense, Professor Noble, but morning classes were not a move of nobility. Just saying. But anyways, she heard him yelling and reluctantly made her way inside, after some internal protest.
..... Pumpkins? "Are we gonna be carving them, sir? 'Cause Halloween is in October," he was aware of that right? Like, it was September right now, they had a whole month. Maybe he was just confused. Which is why Zoryn said something to begin with. See, she was SUCH a kind-hearted person. Mhm.
Anyways, she grabbed a pumpkin from the front and put it on top of her COOPER cauldron as she made her move to sit at a work bench next to DERF. He was smart at potions, right? ..... Uh.
This one was definitely one of the night owls he’d been worried about, and her question only confirmed it. September...was this for real? He wasn’t hallucinating over his cauldron fumes? “Might I suggest you bother to turn the page in your calendar when you get back to your dorm? We’re already in October, Zoryn.”
SPOILER!!: Daehyun
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Originally Posted by debpetrisor
Stop lingering in the doorway?
Daehyun was stunned into silence for a moment, before he came back to his senses and greeted the professor in the quietest voice. "Good morning," he said with a nod, scurrying to grab a pumpkin and settling his things in the front row, too flustered to even have a look at who else was in the classroom.
Breathe. He needed to remember how to breathe. He'd been overly excited about the first Potions class, but the professor looked beyond intimidating, so he hoped he'd do a good job and avoid getting on his nerves. But knowing himself, he would likely mess something up.
It was difficult to know what to make of the quiet ones. Noble pursed his lips at the flustered scurrying, but otherwise leave the boy be.
SPOILER!!: Hattie
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Originally Posted by RachieRu
Potions. One of the five classes that Hattie was taking for her NEWTs. It was one of her best subjects, and she was excited about it. She'd worked hard at the subject, mostly due to the fact that she had to brew her one medical potions now. So she was excited to see how the year would go. She didn't need to worry about exams this year, so she was excited to see what they were going to be doing this term. The blonde smiled as she headed to the potions classroom. The Professor was new this year, so she was also excited to see how things went with having a new professor.
"Hi Professor" The blonde smiled as she headed in. she picked up a pumpkin, before finding herself a seat. Now. What fun would be had in this lesson.
Ah, his kitchen companion from the other day. Hopefully there wouldn’t be any angsty house elves interrupting their endeavours today though. They’d be chased out of his classroom if there were. “Good morning, Harriet.”
SPOILER!!: Sylvana
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Originally Posted by Daemon
Sylvie had been one of the first people to arrive. She HAD. She'd just... arrived with her pewter cauldron, all bright eyed and actually sort of okay with it being potions (she was usually rather terrible at potions), really in great spirits. She had settled in and even went to grab a pumpkin and everything before she'd noticed that everyone else had a copper cauldron, everyone, and it had tickled her memory. She'd needed... a different cauldron. STINKIN' SEWERS. U G H.
The mad dash from the dungeons alllll the way to the Gryffindor tower and alllll the way back down to the dungeons even with the use of her two favourite shortcuts had resulted in one very moody, very disheveled looking Sylvanas Norcott.
STUPID COPPER CAULDRONS.
Shrugging off her robes and loosening her tie, Sylvie unceremoniously dumped the dumb gleaming cauldron onto the worktable and debated whether to rebel and not take a pumpkin for the second time. SEVEN FLOORS. This castle had s e v e n floors. That's a lot of floors okay?? Turning to Théo, her forever partner and best friend and honestly a sight for sore eyes, she pouted and finally got her breathing under control. "I brought the wrong cauldron." UGH.
Was she supposed to say hi to the professor? Because she really wasn't in the mood. Sorry Professor Newbie. No greeting for you today because of your stupid copper cauldron rule. He should be grateful she went to get her pumpkin, which she did as soon as she waved hello to fellow fourth years and generally calmed down.
Time to get this class over with.
…
……
A bemused look entered Noble’s features as Sylvana entered the classroom for the second time. Perhaps next time she’d remember the correct cauldron first time round?
SPOILER!!: Emmalyn
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Originally Posted by Birchwoodmom
Emmalyn had made it to the Potions classroom without getting lost. Yes, she had followed several other students the entire way, but she knew that even by doing that, it wasn't a for sure that she would end up in the right place.
She grabbed the first pumpkin she saw and quickly sat down at her station, being extra careful to not upset the burner or her cauldron. After getting settled in, she glanced up to get a good look at the professor. 'This does not look good' she groaned in her head. The professor looked rather grumpy, almost scary. She was immediately thankful he was not her Head of House. "Umm, good day, sir." She squeaked out just above a whisper.
There was always going to a be timid little mouse, and this one had done a good job of avoiding all eye contact as she entered. So, of course...he’d made sure to keep an eye on her for when she finally did, a smirk playing on his lips. “It is, Emmalyn. It is.”
SPOILER!!: Finn
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Originally Posted by hpluvr037
Yeah, he was definitely cutting it close on this one. His watch told him that there was one minute before class started. Next time, Finn, don't forget your cauldron in the common room, eh? Or at least remember closer than the Great Hall. Either way. So, breathing heavily from his haste and all the stairs, he arrived at the potions classroom with little time to spare.
"Morning, professor," he said through his rush. Nope, he didn't even remember the new teacher's name. "I promise I'm not usually cutting it this close." He took one of the open seats in the back, not even caring who it may be next to. With a thud, his cauldron and bookbag both went onto the table. And, noticing everyone else had a pumpkin, he retrieved one of those as well.
Phew. He'd made it just in time.
Something told him that this one had either woken up very late...or forgotten something. He’d willingly gamble a few galleons on the latter, given quite how out of breath the Ravenclaw was. A quick glance up at the clock revealed the Claw had a minute to spare, and Noble grunted. “I should hope not, Finn.”
SPOILER!!: Felicity
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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley
With a few deep breaths, and some calming 'You can do this' repetitions (mentally, of course - she wasn't about to start talking aloud to herself), Felicity found herself outside of the Potions classroom. She'd scraped an E on her OWL, and might have cried with happiness if she hadn't been so preoccupied with other marks, but even so she was nervous about her NEWT year. Especially since she was constantly doubting her own abilities. With a small "Morning, 'Fessor," in greeting as she entered the classroom, her eyes immediately lit upon a seat in the back row.
And that was where she sat. After picking up a medium-sized pumpkin, of course.
Another one trying to hide at the back? Noble grumbled. “PROfessor, Felicity,” he corrected loudly. Yes, he saw her too. Wasn’t the new lighting effective?
SPOILER!!: Scarlett
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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom
Scarlett had never been a HUGE fan of potions, but she had vowed to give EVERY subject her best shot this year in preparation for NEWTs. Plus, the new professor just...kind of scared her. He seemed like he was cranky all the time. Scarlett didn't understand how people could just be that angry all the time, but the professor definitely gave her that vibe. Didn't matter - she was going to be her usual chipper self regardless!
She'd been sure to bring her copper cauldron, as instructed. She walked in and smiled happily at the grumpy man. "Hello Professor!" she piped up as she took one of the pumpkins. Interesting. What would they be up to today?
Cranky? Professor Noble? ...whatever gave you that impression? Professor Noble’s lip twitched at her enthusiasm, but a gruff “Hello” was all the Hufflepuff got in response.
SPOILER!!: Hanna
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Originally Posted by Jessiqua
Hanna was mostly excited as she made her way to Potions. Her uniform, slightly too big (apparently she'd grow into it), was crisp and clean, with shiny polished shoes. It was... with anxiety that she approached the lesson, though. For she only had a pewter cauldron. Was she going to be given detention? Sent to the Headmistress? Sent a howler?!
As she walked through the door, she squeaked out a shy little "Hi Professor," before gathering a pumpkin and setting up at a free space.
This one had to be a firstie...nothing quite like a crisp but oversized uniform. “Good morning, Hanna.” Yes he saw her pewter cauldron, but she didn’t need to fear any of the above responses, unlike some of the older students. He knew well that first years were only expected to have pewter cauldrons, and he’d address that in a bit.
SPOILER!!: Rylee
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Originally Posted by Kolyander
Potions. Potions. POTIONS!
Rylee was super ready for this lesson. She had the strap to her bag slung over her shoulder and everything inside it was perfectly cleaned and ready to be used. Her uniform was exactly how it should be, clean and nicely fitted (mummy had to do so adjustments for her). The only thing that may have stood out was the purple ribbon that had been used to tie her hair back from her face into a side braid. That being the day's use of the color purple.
"Good morning, Professor!," she chirped cheerfully not at all fazed by the older man's instructions of 'not to linger in the doorway' and such. This girl was NOT lingering in any way, shape of form. Nope. No lingering from her.
Finding an empty workstation somewhere near the front wasn't to easily done since the room seemed to be rather full, so she settled for the first available spot she saw. Setting her bag down on the floor by the chair and her cauldron down onto the tripod she hurried on over to get a pumpkin and bring it back to her work place. She hadn't wanted to risk dropping the pumpkin by going to get first.
Setting the pumpkin down on the table, Rylee than went about taking out a parchment and her quill and ink (purple) while waiting for Professor Noble to explain what they would be brewing today.
Ah, a note taker! Not that he expected students to, during practicals.He much preferred them to concentrate on what was going on in their cauldron. “Good morning, Rylee.”
SPOILER!!: Jessi
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Originally Posted by Daydreamer11
Jessi was excited for Potions class, but a little nervous too. She wondered what they would be doing today, but honestly could not take a guess. When she reached the classroom, she entered with a big smile. “Hello Professor”, she said, overflowing with enthusiasm.
Wait, was she late? It seemed as if the entire school was already in class. It took a while for a little person to make it from the Gryffindor Common Room to the dungeons. Anyway, she was hear now and ready to learn more about potions. Following the instructions, Jessi got a pumpkin and made her way to an empty seat. She sat down and got her supplies ready, as class would surely be starting soon.
Hopefully this one was as good with her potions as she was enthusiastic...because she was overflowing with the latte. “Hello, Jessi.”
SPOILER!!: Miranda
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Originally Posted by Devina Wellheart
Miranda made her way into the potions classroom for the first of the year.. YAY!.. Another horrendous term in the dungeons.. Where the sixth year badger did her best to brew and always came up with a mediocre product by class' end..
" Good morning, Sir.. Hope you manage to teach me something the other potions' master couldn't.. though, know I always do try my best.. Though I'm afraid my brews always end up lacking.. ", she said as she greeted the obviously unamused professor before her...
OH!.. She was a lingerer.. Oops!
Exit stage left as she makes her way to a spot somewhere in the middle of the room and pulled from her bag her copper cauldron and set it in the tripod that was provided.She turned and waved to a few familiar faces as they all waited for the class to begin.
She was both a lingerer AND an overtalker. Noble groaned and rolled his eyes. “Pumpkin, seat, now!”
SPOILER!!: Kirk
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
It was Potions time, Kirk was in a fairly content mood by the time he reached the dungeons. Long walks, seemingly darkened areas had a calming effect on the sixteen-year-old though it was brighter than usual today.
Anyways, Kirk caught Professor Noble's eyes as he entered in, "Hello, Professor." Quite stern, but that didn't phase him, he was use to the motions as he grabbed a pumpkin before going to choose a cauldron. Hm.. He could save a spot for Mel until she makes it in, a slight grin emerging from the idea. Anyone else who caught the Captain's eyes, he gave you a sup nod on the way towards the back.
Ah, the Ravenclaw Captain didn’t have any problems making eye contact. Noble nodded in greeting. “Good morning, Kirk.”
SPOILER!!: Emma
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Originally Posted by PatInTheHat
The BEST thing about living in the towers was that YOU LIVED IN A TOWER but also that you were close to classes like astronomy and divination and transfiguration and ancient runes and Emma didn't actually TAKE all of those classes but it was actually nice just to be NEAR them and IN A TOWER. The not-so-cool thing about them was that you were SO FAR AWAY from all the other classes she had to take, the FURTHEST walk being to potions. Even when she ran FULL SPEED - which she did all the time - you still had a super long way to go and it made Em tired every single time she had to do it.
Okay, so she just had done it this ONE time since this was the first class BUT STILL IT WAS A LOT. Her little legs could only carry her so far for so long. It was a good thing the kitchens were nearby or she would have to take a BIGGER detour to get her some juice for refueling purposes.
Only after she did all of that did she FINALLY make it to class on time. "Hiya, professor!" What was his name again? Emma had to THINK on that, but she never did get around to actually calling him by said name when she remembered it for all the waving to her friends she did, and picking out her seat somewhere in the middle. She pulled her satchel off her shoulders and put on her READY face for the lesson.
Was there a fly buzzing around his classroom that Emma was trying to swat away? Because really, why else would she need to WAVE at all the people she saw at breakfast? He gave a derisive snort. “Do you need a fly swat, Emma?”
SPOILER!!: June
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Originally Posted by MysteriesOfFate
June wasn't sure what to think of the potions master yet, but she loved potions so it didn't really affect her enjoyment of the class. She jumped a little when the professor spoke and she entered the classroom and, though laden with her potions equipment and cauldron (yes, a copper one), she still managed to pick up a pumpkin where the professor had pointed them to.
She sat her pumpkin down first at a desk near the front and set her cauldron in the tripod on the desk and started laying out her supplies. You enver knew what you'd need in potions class.
There just was something about making the little quiet ones jump… ahem. But he was impressed by her choice of front row seat and organisation. Promising indeed...
SPOILER!!: Ronan
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Originally Posted by lazykitty
Ronan actually had a VERY good reason for lingering in the doorway, thank you very much, Professor Noble. The sight of pumpkins had given him pause. Hopefully, they wouldn't be using the damnable things in a potion, because there would be a big problem.
Finally deciding to just skip the pumpkin step, Ronan took a random seat somewhere with a "I'm allergic to pumpkins, Professor Noble," as an explanation. Seriously, it was in his file. Didn't professors read those anymore? Also, what kind of potion required a whole pumpkin anyway? Sigh. Maybe he should've followed his instincts and just skipped this class. It wasn't as if he was going to need it in his future career anyway.
And yes, he did have his copper cauldron, thank you very much again.
An allergy? Noble remained unphased. “Then I suggest you man up, and put some dragon hide gloves on. There’s lab coats by the door. I'm not asking you to consume it.”
SPOILER!!: Night
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Originally Posted by hermionegold
Yeah, Night had seen professors like Noble before. Obviously not in the wizard world, but her fifth grade math teacher...a nightmare. Then again, not all strict teachers were bad.
For her part, Night had made sure not to oversleep. Not on the first day. And she had even gone to bed early that night. Well, not early per se, but before midnight. Yep, she was a night owl, and that was exactly why she got her name.
She'd followed some stragglers down the stairs and made her way to the potions classroom. Why was she the only student with three cauldrons? Well, maybe others had more, but back in their dormitories?
Scanning the room, she noticed Emmalyn sitting alone and went to join her fellow first year. "Hey, Emmalyn. You look nervous." It was too early in the morning to try and talk to anyone new, and besides, most people already had their friends.
She placed her copper cauldron on the desk (and her pewter and bronze ones below) and grabbed a small, round pumpkin off the main table.
Quite why Night had brought three different cauldrons with her, he had no idea. But if she wanted to haul them along from the Hufflepuff dorms...well he supposed that was her prerogative. He wouldn’t offer to help take them back though.
SPOILER!!: Amara
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Originally Posted by dansgurl
The gloomy corridor was a big no no for her. She'd figured the dungeons to be dark but not so depressing. She wondered if her first lesson at Hogwarts would be in vain with the lack of light and life. She was bound to just sleeeeeep.
But the Potions classroom was not what she had expected it to be. The Professor had just jazzed up the tone of the room to something above acceptable. This she could live with! Now that's a thoughtful man.
As she walked in, she looked at the Professor looming at the front of the class. "Good morning, Professor Noble" That's what the Headmistress had introduced him by at the feast. "Nice and shiny orbs you've got there!" She took a second to admire them, "Livens the whole place" It did. And with that Amara walked into the class, searching for a familiar face among the already present.
Nice and shiny orbs? He supposed he was to take that as a complement. “Yes, I thought so.” Merlin, help him. Why were students complimenting on his lighting?
SPOILER!!: Slate
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Originally Posted by LilFox06
Another year. Another potions class. "Professor." he said in greeting before making his way to a seat. He propped up his copper cauldron (yes, he did bother to read the memo) on the table and then leaned back in his chair.
He glanced around to see if there were any changes that happened over the summer or to see if there was anything relating to the lesson laying about. Were those pumpkins always there? He wasn't sure. He honestly didn't pay too much attention to anything.
So...not only was the boy unobservant about the classroom, he couldn’t listen to instructions either. “Pumpkin, Slate.” Hint hint.
SPOILER!!: Maddie
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Originally Posted by Anna Banana
Maddie hadn't been the first person to waltz into class.
She hadn't been the last person either.
She had PURPOSELY lingered in the corridor and made SURE she was right smack in the middle of the crowd. Well, truthfully, she had no idea how many people would trickle in after her, but she was pretty sure she had met her goal.
The professor was scary. Not just stern and strict, but SCARRRRRRRY SCARY. The most intense type of scary a professor can be. In Maddie's eyes, he lingered like a dementor watching over the class as they filed into his classroom. She mentally reviewed all his rules and double-checked her uniform to make sure it was in tip top shape. IT WAS. She tried to walk into the room as proper as she could, but she was so frightened that she ended up resembling a stiff piece of plywood making its way to a desk.
Hearing one of the older kids greet the man, Maddie decided to do the same. "Hello, Professor Noble," she said, with a hint of shakiness in her tone. She selected a cute little pumpkin then took a seat.
No, she wasn’t last. But Noble had spied her lingering through the crack of the door’s hinges, and wasn’t impressed by it. “Good morning, Maddie.”
SPOILER!!: Patrick
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Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson
Patrick walked into the potions room, afraid he was running late. Somehow he had gotten caught up in a book down in the common room. He hated being late. Skirting through the door he looked around. Potions sure was full this time. He wasn't sure how well he was going to like this full classroom. He hadn't done bad last term, but it was a new term and a new professor.
He looked around the room spotting a seat toward the back, both seats were empty which meant that he was going to have to figure it out on his own he assumed. Thankfully he had remembered to have his copper cauldron today. That could have been a lot worse. He was hoping that someone would at least sit beside him so he would have a friend or something.
"Hi Professor." He said quietly hoping to not draw too much attention to himself as he sat down awaiting the lessons start. He was watching everyone in the classroom trying to figure out the dynamic of the term.
If he was hoping to hide behind a partner, Patrick was much mistaken. They’d be working alone for the best part of today’s lesson. And Noble always knew when someone didn’t pull their weight. “Good day, Patrick.”
SPOILER!!: Olivia
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Originally Posted by Govoni
Let it just be known that Olivia Phillips was HIGHLY PRESSED that River Reed was no longer teaching at Hogwarts. To express this displeasure, the blonde wore a severe expression; an air of dramatic haughtiness to her steps as she entered the drafty....bright? potions lab. How very dare the man leave when she was unable to say goodbye?
Hmph. Where. Was. Jace?
Scanning the unusually bright room, Liv caught sight of him almost immediately. He was situated at the back, and she was relieved that joining him wouldn't require too much moving about. Not that she wanted to harass him about his uncle, but.... Well, maybe she did want to harass him a little. Her relationship with the Reed men was an interesting one.
Stopping to select a random pumpkin from the pile (because they were all more of the same, right?), Olivia proceeded to Jace's workstation. Before he could say anything against it, she parked her things, seating herself as if she owned the very workstation. As was her way. "You don't mind if I sit here, do you?" Cue the innocent look.
Oh....also. "Professor, I approve of the orbs. This place needed a bit of illumination." Mhm. She would admit, if asked, that the necessity of copper cauldrons was highly intriguing.
Grunts happened. Because really...another person complimenting his lighting? It wasn’t for the decor or aesthetics, but oh well. “All the better to see you with,” he responded with a nod.
SPOILER!!: Daisy
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Originally Posted by Ginevra
Daisy had decided to take a seat in the back of the classroom after greeting Professor Noble and grabbing a pumpkin. She had her copper cauldron on her tripod and on the desk were the necessary requirements needed for the lesson.
Neat. Tidy. Quiet. Nothing to complain about there, so he let her get on with it.
SPOILER!!: Etta
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Originally Posted by Lady of Light
The Head Girl wasn’t late, of COURSE.
Etta casually strolled into the classroom and paused mid-step for a moment, eyeing the classroom and the new professor. Well, someone was grumpy. Not that she personally cared but it was an observation. “Morning, Professor.” She politely greeted him with a smile. As instructed, she selected a pumpkin in random, headed over to an empty seat somewhere near the middle and sat down.
Setting her pumpkin on her desk, she smiled at a few of her friends before pulling out her textbook. She started to read as she waited for class to officially begin.
At least the Head Girl was courteous and polite, unlike her badged Gryffindor partner. “Morning Henrietta,” Noble responded, watching her pull out her textbook to read. Had she guessed what they were working on?
SPOILER!!: Diandra
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Originally Posted by RandomRaven
Diandra had a little contact lenses emergency that makes her leave the common room a little bit late than usual. Merlin, hopefully the lesson hasn't started yet because 1) she could get her points taken and 2) potions wasn't really her strongest subject so she needed to follow the lesson very carefully. Heading to the dungeons faster than she could, the badger was relieved that the lesson hasn't started yet. "Good day, professor Noble." She greeted the man and as he had instructed, Diandra picked up a pumpkin. Was he just swallowing a vial of bitter potion?
She decided to take a seat beside the Head Girl . "Hi, Etta... I hope you don't mind if I sit here."
Noble’s eyes glanced up to the clock from the doorway. She’d made it with a short while to spare. “Good day, Diandra.”
SPOILER!!: Stasya
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Originally Posted by SilverTiger
There had seriously been the thought of just not taking Potions this term. The only reason Stasya had even considered it last term was because Healer Reed had been teaching it and he’d been basically number two on her list of staff members she liked, after Professor Hirsch. Mostly because of things from first year, but either way, he’d left and therefore she’d gone back to just trying to figure out exactly why she was required to attend the lessons. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t protested nearly every potion being made because creature rights and all. Either way, she’d dragged her feet on her walk down to the dungeons for the lesson in question, and given the professor a sort of tilted head curious look at how he’d spoken to them all. If he didn’t like being there, she really wouldn’t have minded if he hadn’t shown up.
Although, the pumpkin thing had given her the tiniest bit of hope that they wouldn’t be doing anything with blood or other creature body parts. “Good morning Professor Noble,” she’d still said, picking out a pumpkin from what remained in the pile and heading for an open seat. Giving Derf, Liv, Rylee and several others a smile as she passed them, settling into her seat and quietly getting everything ready for whatever they’d be doing. Mostly, just setting her copper cauldron onto the tripod at her station. Silently. She hadn’t given up her option of protesting if it ended up being necessary, but she needed to find out what they were doing first.
This one, he knew he had to watch. A vegetarian potioneer, going by her previous protests. But...if she wanted to sit there silently and not partake, then it was her choice. “Good morning, Stasya.”
SPOILER!!: Dorian
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi
Chop chop? Chop chop?!
Excuse you but Dorian did not liked being chop chopped at. Especially because he was at class earlier than normal as most times he would run in at the last second. So no chop chop for him hmpf.
He did grab a pumpkin like instructed as it was obviously needed for todays class and after he picked one out he looked up at the Professor. "Hello Professor Noble" he said politely eventhough he wasn't sure if he liked him. He looked like he had eaten a sour grape over at breakfast and was still tasting it.
With the greeting out of the way, the Ravenclaw found himself a seat near the front of the classroom. He was here to learn after all.
Sour grapes for breakfast? Pfft. He was a fry up kind of man. “Hello, Dorian,” he greeted the Ravenclaw.
SPOILER!!: Vivan
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Originally Posted by Kimothy
Potions class still needed some time to get used to not having Healer Reed around. He'd been here for years, and his disappearance was odd for the sixth year. However, she had decided that she should at least give the new professor a chance. He was probably just at good in his field, anyway.
Vivian entered the class room and offered a small smile to the professor. "Morning, professor," the prefect greeted him and went to take her usual seat beside Skylar. They probably still felt the same way about not having Reed around. But hey, at least she wasn't late.
“Morning, Vivian.” She did have her cauldron and supplies, yes? Because she might want to get them out and pronto. Noble didn’t like to be held up in starting class for any reason.
SPOILER!!: Alyce
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Originally Posted by Poolicious
Alyce was thinking to bail the potion class because it's not her strongest subject. She's lingering around the potion classroom when the Professor asked them to hurry up. Might as well come to the class. With a sigh the fifth year Slytherin walked into the classroom and picked up her pumpkin. She gave the Professor a polite nod before she went to take a seat.
And yes, she did remember to bring her copper cauldron.
He heard that sigh, and grumbled under his breath. Noble didn’t mind strugglers in his class, as long as they tried. He gave a nod, before looking to the next student.
“Pumpkin, Alyce,” he reminded in a stern voice. Seriously, could these kids not deal with direct instructions?
SPOILER!!: Mara
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Originally Posted by Flipper
Of course Mara had gotten lost trying to find her way to Potions class. She entered the classroom with a relieved sigh and looked at the overwhelming amount of students. She recognized the boy from the train, Patrick but didn't say a thing, sure he would not recall her. It was only then she realized most students had... a pumpkin?
She found herself randomly craving pumpkin soup and made a quick mental note to stop by the kitchens afterwards.
"Good morning, Professor... Sir." She muttered, realizing she could not remember the teacher's name. Carefully, trying not to disturb anyone, she picked her own pumpkin looked around for an empty seat, dragging her cauldron as she walked. She stared for a few seconds at a girl who had addressed the Professor as well, wondering about the best way to grab her attention. Finally, with a deep breath, she put down the pumpkin on the table and addressed her:
"Sorry to bother you... Can I sit here? Is the seat taken?" she asked with a smile, trying to convince herself she was confident enough to survive her first Potions lesson.
She might have been lost, but she’d made it just in time. Noble was already pulling his wand from his robes to shut the door.
“Professor Noble,” he corrected, in a tone not far from a bark. “And please carry your cauldron.” The poor thing, being dragged along the floor like that.
SPOILER!!: Farah
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Originally Posted by ChanceCoeur
Of course Farah wasn't late for class. Not Potions class anyways.
Entering the classroom after a wave to the professor, Farah grabbed her... pumpkin before heading to an available work station. Boy, this class was packed. "Excuseeee me. Excuuuse me." She said brightly as she passed several people to finally grab a seat near the back.
Farah scanned the desk really quick and then pulled out her cauldron. Only it wasn't the copper one. She grabbed her quill and parchment paper and placed them on her desk before looking around and noticing... others had their copper cauldron out.
Well alrighty then.
It was a good thing that Farah just happened to have that one with her. Switching the two, she stuck the other cauldron in her bag. Now she was ready for class.
Was it busy? He hadn’t particularly noticed until Farah had to excuse her way across the classroom. Did that mean his odds of not having a classroom of complete failures were increased? Unlikely, but he’d take it. “Good morning, Farah,” he greeted once she’d finally realised the correct cauldron.
SPOILER!!: Cassie
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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline
Another fall potions lesson…one greeted by the glowing orbs of the classroom and a not so nice potions master. She wasn’t lingering in the doorway so it wasn’t her he was bothered with, unless Professor Noble just disliked them all on principle. Cassie entered the room with no hesitation, spotting the aforementioned pumpkins and picking up one of her own as directed. Then she made her way to one of the few remaining empty work desks. So much for getting a quick start this morning but at least she wasn’t late.
The Ravenclaw set her pumpkin down before her on the desk before her school bag beside it. From within, she took out her cauldron…her copper one…and set it on the waiting tripod. Then came the parchment and quill for notes and recipes to be written down upon There, she was all set for now to await the beginning of the lesson. She might not need this class but she was still very much interested in learning what she could.
Another organised one; though perhaps he should expect nothing less from a Ravenclaw 7th year...even if she didn’t need his class. No manners in the form of eye contact or a greeting though, so she got a scathing look until his gaze was drawn back to a certain Master Botros.
SPOILER!!: Abra
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Originally Posted by Felixir
Speaking of night owls, Abraham Botros Jr. was present and correct, though definitely exhausted and in need of sleep after having spent an unnecessary amount of time staying up the night before working on in his sketchbook (you couldn't just STOP halfway through when you were on a roll, okay?). He had knowing that it would be better to get some sleep the night before a Potions class, given he was absolutely appalling at the best of times it for approximately a million reasons, but Abra wasn't really the sort to get to sleep any time before 2am, so it seemed like a waste of good drawing time to even try.
By the time he'd reached the actual classroom, however, as well as being tired Abra was also anxious (because of course he was), which wasn't exactly a wonderful combination. Avoiding looking directly at Professor Noble, who sort of put him on edge just a little bit, he mumbled a nevertheless polite, "G'morningProfessor," and quickened his pace to hurry inside. As he was about to head towards the table of pumpkins, however, his eyes fell on Derf.
All at once Abra got that uncomfortable squirmy feeling in his stomach, which had been an issue since the events of the Start-of-Term Feast, especially in the context of all things Derf (not that he'd mentioned it to him at all). Even though he should have been prepared for it, given this was a lesson he knew they'd both be present in, it still threw him off his already shaky groove. Given Derfael and Professor Noble and the stress of Potions class and the aforementioned tiredness-anxiety combination, Abra had a wobbly moment and stopped right where he was to try and process things. Two seconds later (which actually felt more like a minutes or hours or months or years or decades or cENTURIES) he caught sight of Junia and immediately started off again in her direction, before settling into the empty seat beside her.
... And totally forgetting to grab a pumpkin in the process.
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Originally Posted by Felixir
If 'mentally dishevelled' was a real thing, that pretty much summed up Abra right about now. Nevertheless, once he was sat at a workstation - next to Junia, no less - and blending in with the rest of the class, he was able to relax just a little bit. At least more than when he'd sort of hesitated right at the moment that he was stood there right in front of everyone where all of their EYES could SEE him. With their EYES.
But yes. Junia. Abra found it easy to smile at her and also to whisper a greeting back.
"Hi. Oh..." The 'oh' part was concerning the pumpkin, because with Junia sliding hers across to him, he suddenly remembered what he had forgotten. Once she was back, he gave her a look of sincere gratitude. "Thank you, Junebug."
And then he shut up, because there were certain teachers from whom he got the impression that even just a little bit of talking would not be met well, and Professor Noble was one of those.
Except that not talking meant more time for looking, and also for noticing. And when he looked, and noticed, he saw and realised something had happened which made him stand out from the others.
Something that he had done, or, it seemed, had failed to do. He wasn't the only one, but he was definitely in the minority, and so the moment Abra realised that almost everyone else had a copper cauldron with him, but that it was his pewter one that he had set on his desk, his eyes widened in pure, unadulterated horror. He'd missed an announcement, had been overlooked in an important memo, was oblivious to a widely known Potions-related rumour, or perhaps had just not read the lesson requirements properly. The result was the same nonetheless; he had turned up to Potions class unprepared.
Abra's life flashed before his eyes.
The end was nigh.
He’d spotted the Gryffindor’s error, and had been waiting, watching, for the moment in which he’d finally notice. It’d had been tempting to make him run get the correct one, but at this point, that would be more of a disturbance.
“Three points from Gryffindor, Abraham. Pay better attention to your schedule in future, as next time I won’t be so lenient…”
And he meant it.
“For now go get one from the cupboard.” Which reminded him, there were others in the room who didn’t have a copper cauldron because their supplies list hadn’t instructed them to bring one. The first and second years. “First and second years, you too can go get a copper cauldron if you haven’t one of your own.”
But now it was time to start. Ignatius flicked his wand in the direction of the door to shut it and block out the chatter of students headed to and from the Slytherin Common room outside. Rounding the front desk to the blackboard, he picked up his wooden pointing stick, and banged it LOUDLY on the desk to get everyone’s attention. “Right then you miserable lot...today we will be making the Pompion Potion, as some of you might have guessed from the pumpkins Professor Myers provided.” He doubted it though. He wrote the title on the blackboard as he spoke, underlining it with a flourish of chalk. “Turns head into pumpkin, and has a brewing time of around 50 minutes, so I suggest we hop to it unless you want to stay over morning break.”
And he certainly didn’t.
“Usually, we’d just chop the pumpkin any which way and scoop it out, but given the time of year…please carefully use diffindo to make a circle around the stalk like so.” Holding up his pumpkin and wand so they could see, he demonstrated what he meant. “Diffindo!” he cast, before directing his wand in a circle around the top of the pumpkin. If any of them had carved Jack-o-lanterns before, it would look like he was cutting out a lid. Because that’s exactly what he was doing. Even if he felt no need to get them all excited just yet and confirm they’d get to carve their pumpkins before the end of the lesson.
Returning the wand to his holster, he lifted up the small circle to show them the result. “Once you’ve got this off, put it to one side. We don’t need it just yet.” He did so, and picked up a tablespoon. “We need to scoop out the insides. Put the seeds to one side, and add two densely packed cups of pulp into your cauldron over a medium heat.” Fortunately the pumpkin he was using didn’t have too many seeds, and before long he’d got it prepped, measured and in the cauldron. He hoped they were paying attention; he liked to teach by showing, not just telling.
“It’s vital you get all the seeds out, so check thoroughly...using your fingers if necessary. You may use incendio to light your burner, or carefully come light a splint from my bunsen at the front. If you haven’t used diffindo before, put up your hand and I or one of the older students will help.”
Hint hint, older students.
And with that, he started writing the first steps of the recipe on the board for reference.
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Originally Posted by Recipe so far...
Pompion Potion
Ingredients:
2 cups pumpkin innards, densely packed (sorted so no seeds)
3 flitterby moths
100g fresh bouncing bulb, stunned if necessary
4g fresh foxglove (Digitalis purpurea) flowers, petals only
10 fresh pumpkin seeds
Instructions:
1.Use diffindo to cut open the pumpkin.
2. Using a metal spoon, scoop out the innards, pulling out the seeds and putting to one side.
3. Put two densely packed cups of pumpkin innards in the bottom your cauldron with a cup of water. Set over medium heat.
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Originally Posted by hermygirl
Something told him that this one had either woken up very late...or forgotten something. He’d willingly gamble a few galleons on the latter, given quite how out of breath the Ravenclaw was. A quick glance up at the clock revealed the Claw had a minute to spare, and Noble grunted. “I should hope not, Finn.”
Hmm. Not the most chipper of greetings. Well, if Noble was going to be a grouch today, Finn would just have to make sure he didn't do anything stupid enough to draw attention to himself.
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Originally Posted by hermygirl
“For now go get one from the cupboard.” Which reminded him, there were others in the room who didn’t have a copper cauldron because their supplies list hadn’t instructed them to bring one. The first and second years. “First and second years, you too can go get a copper cauldron if you haven’t one of your own.”
Yikes. Poor kid. Sure, he should've read the notice, but humiliating someone in front of the entire class seemed a bit harsh for the severity of the crime. He nudged Hanna to encourage her to go get a cauldron. There was no way he was going to risk actually speaking the idea, given Noble's attitude this morning.
Text Cut: Noble
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But now it was time to start. Ignatius flicked his wand in the direction of the door to shut it and block out the chatter of students headed to and from the Slytherin Common room outside. Rounding the front desk to the blackboard, he picked up his wooden pointing stick, and banged it LOUDLY on the desk to get everyone’s attention. “Right then you miserable lot...today we will be making the Pompion Potion, as some of you might have guessed from the pumpkins Professor Myers provided.” He doubted it though. He wrote the title on the blackboard as he spoke, underlining it with a flourish of chalk. “Turns head into pumpkin, and has a brewing time of around 50 minutes, so I suggest we hop to it unless you want to stay over morning break.”
And he certainly didn’t.
“Usually, we’d just chop the pumpkin any which way and scoop it out, but given the time of year…please carefully use diffindo to make a circle around the stalk like so.” Holding up his pumpkin and wand so they could see, he demonstrated what he meant. “Diffindo!” he cast, before directing his wand in a circle around the top of the pumpkin. If any of them had carved Jack-o-lanterns before, it would look like he was cutting out a lid. Because that’s exactly what he was doing. Even if he felt no need to get them all excited just yet and confirm they’d get to carve their pumpkins before the end of the lesson.
Returning the wand to his holster, he lifted up the small circle to show them the result. “Once you’ve got this off, put it to one side. We don’t need it just yet.” He did so, and picked up a tablespoon. “We need to scoop out the insides. Put the seeds to one side, and add two densely packed cups of pulp into your cauldron over a medium heat.” Fortunately the pumpkin he was using didn’t have too many seeds, and before long he’d got it prepped, measured and in the cauldron. He hoped they were paying attention; he liked to teach by showing, not just telling.
“It’s vital you get all the seeds out, so check thoroughly...using your fingers if necessary. You may use incendio to light your burner, or carefully come light a splint from my bunsen at the front. If you haven’t used diffindo before, put up your hand and I or one of the older students will help.”
Hint hint, older students.
And with that, he started writing the first steps of the recipe on the board for reference.
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Wow. That was a lot to digest right away. Finnlay began scribbling furiously in his notebook. Turning heads... into pumpkins? He wasn't sure what that meant, and he also wasn't sure he wanted to know. He sneaked a glance over at Jessa, wondering if head-pumpkin potion counted as mentally stimulating enough. He felt bad for her with the whole Noble encounter earlier. But enough of that. Scribble, scribble, scribble. That was it for the instructions, now it was time to actually follow them.
"How are you doing, Hanna?"" he muttered softly. "Have your directions written down?" If she had used Diffindo before he would be shocked. Finn worked on clearing a space at his work station. "You can watch me carve out my top if you need another demonstration." And if she couldn't make the spell work, he could help out.
Finnlay drew his wand from its holster. Breathing deeply, he visualized what needed to happen and where he would carve his opening. "Diffindo," he said with more confidence than he ever truly felt in this room. Then, slooooowly, he began to trace around the top of the pumpkin. Not too fast, Finn.. He didn't think Noble would appreciate it if he ended up splattering vegetable innards all over the dungeon. Fortunately, that didn't happen, but a decent carve did. "There, just easy does it."
Shera immediately began scribbling down the name of the potion, followed by what it did (also, why was there a potion to turn your head into a pumpkin?) and then the first three steps that were already on the board. Once she had taken down all the notes that she could so far, she let herself take a deep breath. Now she just had to start on the steps...
Diffindo.
It should be a relative straight forward step. She had seen her parents do it often around halloween, and her father had even let her use his wand to help out last year so she knew that she could do that! It was her first time using her own wand for this though! Which was actually very exciting... the other spell was what was concerning her. She hadn't used it before but... that was something she could worry about later. Besides, the professor said older students or he himself would help, so it should be fine.
Pulling out her wand she tried to keep her hands steady as she thought about what she was about to do.
"Diffindo," she said clearly before very slowly moving her wand in a circle around the top. She breathed a sigh of relief when she lifted the top off, and it came off properly like it was meant to. Then she lay it to the side.
But now it was time to start. Ignatius flicked his wand in the direction of the door to shut it and block out the chatter of students headed to and from the Slytherin Common room outside. Rounding the front desk to the blackboard, he picked up his wooden pointing stick, and banged it LOUDLY on the desk to get everyone’s attention. “Right then you miserable lot...today we will be making the Pompion Potion, as some of you might have guessed from the pumpkins Professor Myers provided.” He doubted it though. He wrote the title on the blackboard as he spoke, underlining it with a flourish of chalk. “Turns head into pumpkin, and has a brewing time of around 50 minutes, so I suggest we hop to it unless you want to stay over morning break.”
And he certainly didn’t.
“Usually, we’d just chop the pumpkin any which way and scoop it out, but given the time of year…please carefully use diffindo to make a circle around the stalk like so.” Holding up his pumpkin and wand so they could see, he demonstrated what he meant. “Diffindo!” he cast, before directing his wand in a circle around the top of the pumpkin. If any of them had carved Jack-o-lanterns before, it would look like he was cutting out a lid. Because that’s exactly what he was doing. Even if he felt no need to get them all excited just yet and confirm they’d get to carve their pumpkins before the end of the lesson.
Returning the wand to his holster, he lifted up the small circle to show them the result. “Once you’ve got this off, put it to one side. We don’t need it just yet.” He did so, and picked up a tablespoon. “We need to scoop out the insides. Put the seeds to one side, and add two densely packed cups of pulp into your cauldron over a medium heat.” Fortunately the pumpkin he was using didn’t have too many seeds, and before long he’d got it prepped, measured and in the cauldron. He hoped they were paying attention; he liked to teach by showing, not just telling.
“It’s vital you get all the seeds out, so check thoroughly...using your fingers if necessary. You may use incendio to light your burner, or carefully come light a splint from my bunsen at the front. If you haven’t used diffindo before, put up your hand and I or one of the older students will help.”
Hint hint, older students.
And with that, he started writing the first steps of the recipe on the board for reference.
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Since he'd been staring at his empty notebook while others had been filling the classroom, Daehyun jumped in his seat when the professor banged his pointing stick against his desk, his attention immediately averting to the scary man.
Miserable lot? He wasn't sure what to make of that, but soon it was all forgotten when he'd told them what they would be doing... turn heads into pumpkins? Whose heads?
... could he disappear?
Trying to push the horrifying thoughts away for now, he focused on the professor's instructions, scribbling down everything he was saying, making sure he wasn't missing any details to make that task even more difficult later on. Then came the moment of carving out the top lid of the pumpkin, and he stared nervously at his wand, wondering if he could pull it off by himself, having never cast Diffindo before, although he'd read about it.
Hesitantly putting his hand in the air, he asked, "P-professor? Could you-could you please help me cut this?" Better ask the scary man than severe someone's limbs off on his first try.
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"Found this book up in the Ravenclaw library." To answer Cam's question. Her gaze shot momentarily to the book before resting on him again. "I wanna change the texture of the dolls I'm working on." Because why NOT go all out with an experiment when you had the means? Just as she'd altered the undead birds to be more like normal, she wanted something aesthetic to work on her new subjects of focus. "There's a chapter on skin textures, how to brew them, the pros, the co--"
The sound of the book slamming shut was enough to draw her attention from her friend.
A deep scowl set itself on her face at the Professor's words. Prefect Eagle? "Jessa Cambridge." Her tone was even, laced with an air of calm that she was not at all feeling. Bad enough she got reminded about this badge WITHOUT people replacing her name entirely with just the title and the animal her house was associated with. "You can keep the "Prefect" if you'd like but I'd appreciate being referred to by at least one of those."
Never having been a particularly willful child, Jessa turned and dropped the book into her bag without another word. Miserable lot was right, and he was the biggest one.
The same look of detached indifference she'd held since the first Potions lesson in which she learned the man's temperament could be seen now as she turned to scourgify her cauldron. A cup of water was then added before she turned to her pumpkin again.
Non-verbally--as she'd done the cleaning charm--Jessa cast diffindo, cutting the pumpkin open at the top with the precision of someone who'd been cutting things open since their Second Year. It was always interesting to note the varying textures in the things she cut open. This pumpkin wouldn't be making any top 10 lists but it presented very little challenge.
That done, she waved her wand over the opening, animating the innards to hop out; yet another spell she used all too often and would be making more use of this term. Always good to get practice where she could. Once the last of it had evacuated, the Ravenclaw leaned over to peer inside, just making sure nothing got left in there. So far so good. Jessa scourgified the cup too before filling it twice with the pumpkin pulp and adding it to her cauldron.
Non-verbal incendio to set the flame aaaaannnddd......set to medium......done.
SPOILER!!: Notes
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Pompion Potion
Ingredients:
2 cups pumpkin innards, densely packed (sorted so no seeds)
3 flitterby moths
100g fresh bouncing bulb, stunned if necessary
4g fresh foxglove (Digitalis purpurea) flowers, petals only
10 fresh pumpkin seeds
Instructions:
1.Use diffindo to cut open the pumpkin.
2. Using a metal spoon, scoop out the innards, pulling out the seeds and putting to one side.
3. Put two densely packed cups of pumpkin innards in the bottom your cauldron with a cup of water. Set over medium heat.
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Zarina was sitting in her corner of the potions lab as usual. She liked working by herself anyways. I mean if people joined her than thats their own choice. As she was listening in for the professor to introduce the lesson, she heard they were dealing with turning their head into pumpkins? Well that was new. Did he just call the miserable lot? Well he was not wrong. She nodded her head in agreement. Sounded pretty cool. She used to love carving pumpkins with her dad. Sign her up. Zae had her cauldron all set up from buying a brand new one from Diagon Alley. It was nice it didn't smell like a trolls butt.
Now time to get her pumpkin which was on her desk. So he said he needed to use diffindo? Fair enough. She got her wand out and prepared for her wand to get messy. Zae conjured, "Diffindo!" and began to move her wand in a circular motion. She tried to be precise as possible but as she was continuing to cut, she saw some jagged edges. Eh she wasn't perfect. Once she was finished her whole circular cut, she removed the lid from the pumpkin. She smelt the smell of pumpkin guts. It was always strong when first opened. "Woaahh thats a smell I will never get used to." she mumbled. She put her pumpkin stalk to the side and now time for the big task. Getting all the seeds out.
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No, or maybe it was yes, but Derf did agree in the moment that Zoryn was right and that likely waaaaaaasn't what the professor had meant. Though now it was all that he could think about right now and just vaguely heard Zoryn talk their pumpkins and stuff being inside it or something. "Huh? Yeah. Sure," he responded a bit distractedly, glancing around the legs of tables for any mischievous flobberworms.
But soon enough, class was beginning and the fourth year was struggling to pull his attention back to the professor.
Miserable lot?
.................thanks. The Hufflepuff really did not need the reminder that yes, that was one word one could use to describe his social life and Derf gave a heavy sigh while sinking into his seat a bit more - eyes fixated on his pumpkin. At least there were ingredients to transcribe on his parchment to distract - AND he wrote them extra neatly because he figured Zoryn wouldn't (like usual) and this just made it easier for her to copy his notes later.
Although...Derf's quill did still when he read over flitterby moths in the ingredient list and his hand went straaaaaaight up. "LIVE flitterby moths?" he asked, scanning down his potions textbook and...yeah. Derf knew all about the food chain and was not SO dramatic that he would flip a flamingo over crushing up moths for a potion, not anymore at least, buuuut...there were always questions regarding the humane means and treatment of their potions ingredients and such...along with a struggle - which either result in him not brewing the potion at all or asking someone else to do the deed for him - of killing any living thing for the sake of a potion.
Though, he supposed that was what Zoryn-toss-kneazles-from-the-Astronomy-Tower-for-revenge-thoughts-Spinnet was here for.
"You're ahead of the curve," he laughed, nudging Zoryn with his elbow since she HAD suggested cutting open their pumpkins earlier. And thankfully this was a spell he was half decent at too. Flourishing his wand, he pointed it at the top of his pumpkin. "Diffindo," he commanded while carefully moving his wand in a clockwise fashion around the top, cutting more of a hexagon shape than a circle.
SPOILER!!: notes
Pompion Potion
turns the drinker's head into pumpkin; brewing time of 50 minutes
Ingredients:
2 cups pumpkin innards, densely packed (sorted so no seeds)
3 flitterby moths
100g fresh bouncing bulb, stunned if necessary
4g fresh foxglove (Digitalis purpurea) flowers, petals only
10 fresh pumpkin seeds
Instructions:
1.Use diffindo to cut open the pumpkin. ✔
2. Using a metal spoon, scoop out the innards, pulling out the seeds and putting to one side.
3. Put two densely packed cups of pumpkin innards in the bottom your cauldron with a cup of water. Set over medium heat.
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Actually, Abra was basically prepared for the literal end of the world, given the cauldron mishap and the professor whose class it just HAD to happen in. All sorts of terrible scenarios were playing out in his head, so when his sentence finally came... it was actually something of a relief.
Points lost, and just three at that. Bad (but not terrible) news for Gryffindor, but nothing short of a stay of execution for the Abraham in question.
But he didn't get any less anxious. Noble's demeanour and the cauldron situation was bad enough, but when Abra realised what had caused the oversight, his general dread about the actual Potions lesson increased actually. Part of the reason he was so bad at the subject was because of all the written instructions that one needed to pay close attention to, seeing as he had a bad habit (but not really a habit) of misreading instructions or completely missing important details or accidentally skipping entire steps. The things he did read, he often managed to forget.
Rather than attempt to explain this, mostly because it seemed like it wouldn't make much of a difference but also because he didn't want to stay on the topic any longer than necessary, Abra nodded and managed a quiet, "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." And he went and got a copper cauldron from the cupboard, even though getting up and walking through the room in front of everyone was the last thing he wanted to do.
Once he was back beside Junia at their workstation and the attention was off of him, he dared to relax for a moment - a moment he quickly regretted, because then Noble was banging sticks on desks and Abra had given a great start of surprise and his heart leapt into his throat and doubled the rate of his pulse while it was at it. He grabbed onto the edge of the desk with his fingers and gripped it tight, focusing on the sensation of the wood against his fingertips, and the tension of the muscles in his hands.
And then the lesson properly started, and all hope was lost.
Potions was everything he hated. It was so easy to lose track and sometimes it felt like the instructions were given quickly just to spite him, and that everyone else was playing along like it was easy to keep up when actually that felt impossible.
But Abra didn't have a hope of keeping up even a little bit if he wasted even a second, and so - with his mind fixed firmly on the first instruction Noble had said to them - he pulled his (previously Junia's) pumpkin closer and aimed his wand down at the top.
"Diffindo," he said, quietly but firmly, and carefully cut out a circular lid, perhaps trying a little too hard to make it absolutely perfect even though that was entirely unnecessary and ultimately actually totally detrimental. Once he removed the lid and set it on the workstation, he then stared into the innards of his pumpkin, suddenly lost.
... Was it... something about... Okay. He needed to take out the seeds and... put them in the...?
No. Wait. Take out the seeds and then put some in the cauldron.
But was it scoop out the seeds with a spoon and add two cupfuls to the cauldron, or scoop out the seeds with a cup and add two spoonfuls to the cauldron? Each seemed as likely as the other, and also, what heat did Professor Noble say the cauldron needed to be?
Already fretting slightly, Abra looked up towards the board where the directions were being written, but quickly realised that trying to decipher what was written there would take far, far too long. From there, he look instead towards Junia, biting his lip and feeling, not only the rise of anxiety, but also the first sparks of frustration at his ability to instantly screw up. Twice.
He'd wait to see what she did, and then follow suit. Okay. The urge to panic-vomit into his pumpkin lessened slightly.
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