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Potions Lesson One: Boil-Bursting Unction Adam, beanie covering his head, opened the door to the classroom. His hair had turned completely white, except for a few black stripes and quite frankly Adam wanted to lock himself in his office and never come out again. The liberal amount of black number 43 hair dye he'd rubbed in hadn't helped either. But work was work, and another set of students were waiting for him to fill their brains with knowledge. Or not... he thought to himself. |
Cassandra walked into the class and sat in the front. POTIONS! Finally! Potions was one of her favorite classes, and she was rather good at it. "Hello professor Dresden, how was your summer sir?" She said a faint smile on her face. |
Dia walked into the potions room, grinning. She took a seat near the middle. "Good day, professor! Doing well, I hope?" |
Great... Dia's here... Xana shouldn't be far behind... She rolled her eyes and looked towards the door... any minute now... 3... 2... 1... |
Ryan trudged into potions. He never really found himself to be that great at potions. He was always just good enough to get by. Nonetheless, he enjoyed the lessons, and continued to attend. As he walked through the door, he gave one of those Man Law #19 head nods to Professor Dresden. "Hello, sir," he said. After greeting the professor, he took a seat in the middle to class - all the better to learn without being teacher's pet. |
Xana walked into the potions lab and nodded to the professor in silent greeting. She took a seat near Diabolica, pulling out her equipment and text silently. |
Toting her bag with her, Issy made her way into the Potions dungeon. Ag! This was sure to be her worst class. It was impossible for her to even boil water as it was! She wasn't looking forward to mixing things together and making potent potions. Sliding into the classroom, feeling rather queasy, Issy paused a few feet in, blinking up at the Professor. Her nerves itched and before she could even think about the words that were about to spill, she blurted: "Professor! You... look like a skunk!" It was a compliment. Really! Issy loved skunks - she owned skunks. But it might not have seemed to be a compliment. Flushing, she let her hair fall forward, covering her cheeks and she scurried for a seat. She passed a familiar Ravenclaw, backtracked and dropped in next to Ryan. Hands over her face, she mumbled to him, "Will you kill me, Mister Ryan? Quick and easy. Just put me out of my misery, please?" |
Qaz walked into the classroom and found a seat at the back. She pulled her textbook, equipment, parchment and a quill from her bag. |
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Ryan stuffed his fist in his mouth to prevent his snickers from escaping. "Of course not, Issy!" Ryan said. "You'll be just fine....but in case Dresden tries to poison you, I'll protect you....to the best of my ability." He smirked, still thinking about her calling Dresden a skunk. |
Joe walked into the class room with a yawn occupying her face. Her boots clunked on the floor as she walked in. For the first time in ages she was actually wearing her school uniform. It was disheveled quite a bit though. It matches her mess of a hair too. Well as much as it would. No school uniform would ever match it's pink in color. She found a table off to the side as she slunk back into the chair. She plopped her books down from her book bag to the table and got ready for the class by fixing the scarf around her head. |
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"I'm sorry Professor!" she cried out. "I... er... it's not such a bad thing! I... have pet skunks!" Was she making it worse? Would he take away points? Quickly, she shut up and prayed to the God of Potions Class to take pity upon her and forgive her mortal soul. Quote:
Her moans were muffled from beneath her hands and she felt close to crying. Never had she mortified herself so and this one certainly took the cake for worst things blurted out without thought. Arg! |
Nik walked into potions and found a seat Close to the back. Taking a seat he pulled out some parchment and his quill then sat back and relaxe waiting for the clas to begin |
Juniper stepped into the potions classroom. She was not looking forward to this class, but was trying to put on a brave face. She found this very difficult, but then she spotted Issy. Issy, one of her very few friends. Juniper made a beeline for the empty desk next to her fellow first year. “Hi, Issy,” she whispered as she sat down. Her usually curly brown hair was slightly flatter today, and more wavy than curly. Juniper honestly did not know how she had managed to tame the curls enough for them to succumb to staying behind her ears. However it happened, she was glad of it. |
Rachel entered the classroom and sat down. She pulled out the necessary things for the class, and waited for class to begin. |
Once Adam was satisfied that his two-tone hair was safely back under wraps, he stood to address the class. "Welcome back to Potions for this term everyone. Today we're going to be brewing a Boil-Bursting Unction, which is used extensively at St Mungo's. The unction is preferred to the traditional method which was to lance the boils with a big, sharp, hot steel rod. Very messy. Any questions before we begin?" |
Ryan raised a hand to ask a question (and held back a gag. Bursting boils with a hot steel rod? GROSS!). "Professor, what exactly does the word unction mean?" He raised an eyebrow, highlighting his confusion. |
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Feeling stupid, Issy made a hmph noise and slowly slid back up in her seat, readjusting her skirt and shooting Juniper a furtive look of dismay - dismay at her ability to open her large mouth and insert her foot. She'd have to tell Juni what she did after class, because it appeared the Professor was ready to begin. Any questions? Oh, like, perhaps, "May I drop this class forever?" If only. Folding her hands in her lap, she swallowed thickly and avoided eye contact with the Professor. Oh Gods of Potions Class, don't let him hate me, please? Please? Let him be humored? |
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"Why would you want to do that?" Adam asked. |
Alexandra thought this would be a good class to take.. |
Lyra sat down in a chair towards the middle of the classroom and took out the things she needed to begin the class. She sat back and listened to the interesting questions being asked by the other students. |
Qaz started taking notes. A boil sounded a bit like a blister. A salve would certainly be better than poking a hole in them. |
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