He was liking his new form, he kept eying himself in the reflection of the mirror, winking at himself. Of yeah he was stylin now, well except for the ugly shoes. "Hmm, a month is kind of long. too bad I couldn't stay like this for a week." he said smiling at Aislynn. "Good job." he added grinning before turning to professor Kazimeriz.

Lyra took the potion that Cam handed her. This was crazy! This was absurd! And he had the nerve to ask who Christian was? Who's Christian? Who exactly was Christian? "Christian is my boyfriend," she said with pride before Professor KrazyKazi turned all evil and demanded everyone to be finished with their potions. She was finished with her's as she looked up just in time to see the Gryffindor taking a part of it.

Brave soul!

And with that, she took the potion that the Slytherin made. If anything happened, she was coming back and haunting Kazi for the rest of her life.

Cela started with the Henbane smoke since it was the most dangerous part of her potion and it would be best to have it all ready to go. She put her gloves on and up turned a jar over the leaf. She lifted the jar slightly and prodded the leaf with her wand, casting enough of a spark for the leaf to smoulder. Once it had burned away and she had caught the smoke, Cel sealed the jar and vanished all other traces of the henbane.

She peeked over at Kazimeriz as she put the jar to one side, adding a careful label to it. She prepared her other ingredients too; slicing and measuring, then arranging them in front of her. That was in the notes, to prep everything. She combined the minced Valerian root, the glumbumble fluid and lavender oil and left it to sit.

Cela measured the water and the aloe juice out and wamed them over a low heat. She added 5 drops of Fluxweed oil and the sliced ginger root, then dropped the Chamomile flower heads in and kept the roots and stalks to one side.


She turned the heat up gradually and began stirring clockwise until the cauldron started to boil Adding the skullcap leaf and Hyacinth flower to the cauldron, she alternated stirring two clockwise and one anti-clockwise stir, slowly. It was a good thing the instructions were reasonably simple and she had a good reference.

She lowered the heat and checked the instructions she'd written out.

Add the roots and stalks from the chamomile plant to the cauldron and stop stirring. Expose the potion to Henbane smoke and seal it for 10 minutes.
Cela added the roots and stalks and stopped stirring. The smoke part would be the hardest. She decided that the easiest thing would be to do a switching spell. It was a fairly advanced switching spell, but Cela was good at transfiguration and it didn't give her nearly as much trouble as potions. She put the lid on the cauldron and lifted it slightly, then she switched the steam from the cauldron for the smoke in the jar and put the lid down. She looked at the jar which now contained steam instead of smoked and gave herself a delighted little high five.

After ten minutes, Cela added the cucumber juice to the mix she had already prepared, then carefully added the mixture to the cauldron and sealed it again. 5 minutes after that she vanished the henbane smoke and took the lid off. She added the leech juice and slowly stirred. She added 500mls of water and reduced the mixture by half. Cela took it off the heat, checked all her notes (and his) again thoroughly, and let it cool. She decanted it into a flask and cleaned up everything.

Cela looked up as she was mentioned and Paris came up to her. "Ready? Yes? For...?" Cela blinked a few times.

Just like her potion, Diane appeared to be concealed from sight during the final steps of the plan and brewing process. It was not possible to know what she had been doing except to look at the notes of her Potions Journal. Two extra ingredients had been added: hot water (no specification in quantity) and wormwood. It read like this:

Right now a white line of fumes from the potion was twisting a circle as if it fought to go somewhere else but was forced down that path - she did not aid it with mosquito legs, just observed, against her own instructions -, before Diane added something else and the white line recoiled back at the potion at once, losing immediately its previous glow.

It was a good thing she had not add the whole whiteflies. Had she known magic had such capricious nature when dealt directly with it, the wings would have allowed it to fly away. Its power had a wild, indomitable quality. Magic, like the person its imprinted in, was notably human-like.

craziness craziness weee
 

GASSSSP. Her boyfriend?!

This girl was ... PINKOBSESSED! Thinking that pink would actually be her boyfriend--he pitied her even more though he was quite happy she finally took the potion. And she had said it with pride. It's worse than I thought. He looked at the girl worriedly and just knew--JUST knew the potion would cure her of her... obsession/sickness.

What would she do first? Laugh? Sing? Dance? The girl was for sure gonna be hyper. Side-effects, he didn't know any. "Driiiink it. It'll make you aaaalll better." What was the signal for help again? Something with the neck... hmm. He'd just have to wait and see.

And she took it. YAY.

OMG! Xana I missed this post XD and I totally love Cam!!
 

Lyra heard her name and turned her head quickly. The potion was now in her and she couldn't help herself but listen to the words that Professor Kaziman spoke. He really wanted her...to help Banana?

Was he...

Sick?

Wowwwww!

Lyra's eyes widened with fear as she made sure that Kaziman was now paying attention to someone else. This was bad! This was...Really.Bad. She tried to breathe but instead she made those little strange gasping noises and then...

The hands to the neck! She was trying to get the sign for "Need More Air" but...what was it? There had to be something besides the hands to the neck. "Cam..." she whispered until she couldn't hold it any longer.

She began...giggling...and giggling more...and more...and more and...


SHE WAS HAPPPEH!!!

Teggerz and Xana
 

"Certainly, sir," Anna replied, nodding at his request then turning towards Cela. She'd always really liked the youngest Toussaint, and if her potion suceeded in assisting Cela in any way, then Anna would definitely be pleased. She briefly wondered where Cela and Paris were headed, but then again she imagined it had something to do with that Paris clone that was now wandering around throughout the school doing Merlin only knew what.

"Hey, Cela," Anna said, approaching the girl and offering her the phial of potion. "Professor Kazimeriz suggested you take my potion before you head out. It's supposed to give you additional bravery and intelligence during trying times. I do hope it can help you in some way."

Lyra and Xana
 

Daniel took the potion and gulped it in one swallowing. He almost gagged when he tasted it. He then looked at Lyra and then to the Professor. He raised his hand to ask the Professor something when something hit him in the stomach. He lowered his hand in his abdomen and he pressed against it.

He sat on the floor for a moment when he noticed that his arm, had changed in color. He held his right arm close his face and it was pink.

Daniel sighed as he knew that the potion had worked well, but when he looked at his fingers he gave a shout of shock, "Ahhh!" his eyes grew wide when he saw that his thumb is black, his index is green, his middle finger is cyan, his ring finger is red and his pinky is brown.

He shouted another time when he saw his left hand to be in the same condition as the right hand.

He looked at Lyra and then at the Professor and gave a forced smiled, like a child saying, Mom What will I do?. He doesn't even know what his body looks like...

"Oh." Head out? Cela had been focused on her potion and had nooooo idea where she was heading to. "Thanks." She trusted Anna and Professor Kazimeriz though, so she took the phial.

She opened it up and drank it down. "So... how do we know if it works?"

Paris was waiting for Cela to finish up with her potion and she watched as Cela drank the potion Anna had brewed. She was keen to catch her clone before she did something really bad. The clone looked really made and there was no telling what she was going to get into. "Are you ready to go?" she asked her when she had downed the potion.

"Professor, it's done."

It was just like that, out of the blue. Diane was holding a vial of something greyish and unappetizing. She brought a last 'ingredient' from the shelves: the thermotropic liquid crystals. Having asked little or no questions at all, you could say her potion could very likely be a hazardous endeavour. Its brewing was silent, uneventful and unsupervised as if performed on closed doors.

She meant to hand in the journal, when she stopped. How very full of notes it was wasn't it. With her wand, she erased and re-arranged the notes clean, so it read:

"May I try it?" the sound of Diane's voice redirected attention to her smiling, barely-concealed eager face. The eletric-looking crystal ball sat on her desk in wait.

Kazimeriz smirked as the student admired himself. "Excellent job; your potion worked to good effect. " he nodded.

"I would think a student of your age could manage a simple charm like a restraint charm or a stunner... I've seen you both accomplish more in my DADA class." Kazimeriz asked with a raised eyebrow. "But if you feel you cannot I am absolutely certain Miss Toussaint can."

Kazimeriz turned back to Cullack and Jolie. "Very well-- one moment, please." he handed her the phial.


Kazimeriz smirked. "You will take your slo-motion potion and go find the Other Miss Greenwood. We will see if it works on a clone." Kazimeriz smiled. "Please keep a second phial at hand in case we need to test it on a normal witch or wizard. In fact..." Yoink! He pulled out his wand and drew a phial of her potion, stoppering it and summoning it to himself. "I shall test this out on someone personally." His expression was devious, that of a man with a dark plan.



[b]Kazimeriz turned to see Miss Noir cackling like a loon. "Ah, it appears your potion worked.. Congratulations, Karsten. Good job. Kindly keep Miss Noir calm until end of class." After all, the gigglefits WERE the boy's fault, right?

Professor Kazimeriz looked at him, calm and amused. "Well, aren't you colorful today." He smirked. "Miss Noir, was this precisely what you had in mind, to turn your peer into a froot loop?" He strode over and looked at her potions plan. "Pity. Good try, however. A bit of simplification could sort it until it works as intended. At least no one will accuse him of having a less than vibrant persona." He chuckled at the boy, shaking his head.

"I suppose the only way to know is to face a crisis, Miss Toussaint... If your reaction is the bravery of a Gryffindor coupled with the clever, clear thinking of 10 Ravenclaws plus 2, then I think it will be a success. I never thought I would say this to you, but for the purpose of this assignment, you are excused to go seek out the mischief you always seem to stumble into. I would suggest starting by finding Miss Greenwood's other half." Kazimeriz said.

Kazimeriz eyed the girl. "But I would think a guinea pig would be more interesting. Miss Wright, you will test Miss Entelequia's potion."

"Of course I can." Cela agreed, "Incarcerous is easy, and Duro could be used to weigh her shoes down, or we could cast glisseo on the ground in front of her, or stick her to a wall or partially transfigure her so that she doesn't have legs." Celandine suggested.


"Okay." Cela agreed, "Will you let me know how it works, sir?" She asked him, completely in earnest and all oblivious to his expression.


"Do I have to be like a Gryffindor?" Cela wrinkled her nose, "I'd rather be reckless than brave." Calculated risk because she had to do something rather than bravery in order to play hero.

"Find the doppleganger, take it down and then what? Bring it back to you?" Cela asked. "You'd go to a mirror, right Paris?" Cela asked the Slytherin, "Since you like looking at yourself, right?"

Cela tied her hair back and checked her wrist holster. "Will we have to go into the flooded areas do you think? Could we have some gillyweed just in case, sir?"

"Indeed I shall. On this note, sadly, class period is closing. I would ask that those of you whose potions remain untested take them into the potions lab, and those of you who still need an antidote please see me in the lab to resolve these matters."

"And now, to the final order of business for this class. Mr. Kaiser and Mr. Cullack, if you could both come to the head of the class, please." Kazimeriz said.

ooc: Sorry guys but I need to move onto class 3 so I gotta wrap this up. ;)

Aww I wanted to see if William's potion worked xD
 

Professor Kazimeriz eyed Cullack. "While regrettably we did not have time to test your potion in here, we shall do so in the lab. However, your journal showed excellent understanding of ingredients and process, so I can award you full marks for brewing, the same as all others who finished a potion received, Cullack." He added the final two stars over the boy's head. "As you and Mr. Kaiser have, by my count, the highest numbers of stars for this class period, you shall both receive the promised prize, which is an extremely complex little potion which I feel you will find extraordinarily useful."

Kazimeriz raised his wand and summoned two tiny, ornate cobalt and pewter bottles. He held them up for the class to see.

"Congratulations, gentlemen. Well done." He nodded to the boys as he handed Cullack a phial, levitating the other over to Kaiser. "There is enough in each bottle for a single use, so use it well. And I recommend you keep their contents confidential." He handed Cullack his bottle, which had teeeny tiny writing on it:



Kazimeriz gave the boys a knowing look and a tiny wink. He was certain they would have some fun with the potion, much as he had had himself back in the day when he had won the same potion from Slughorn.

"Homework is an essay, 8 inches of parchment in length, on what you learned about ingredients and process. Please analyse your potion and its effects, and include your potion notes from your journal on a separate sheet of parchment. Those of you who did not yet test your potion are free to come to the lab to do so, and those of you in need of an antidote --" he eyed his rainbow coloured student in particular "should also do so at this time, or go to the hospital wing if it is your preference. If you have no further questions, class is dismissed."

ooc: Thanks for playing in this class, y'all... feel free to come to potions lab for antidotes/testing potions/any unfinished business, as I know a few people have things still to do and I really want to play with you all! :yes: I just need to wrap this class up so Kazi can make it to his final class of the term. ;)

Oh, and if Kaiser or Cullack RP using their potion prize on YOU, please play along! I hope you had fun, I know I did with you all. :)

Daniel giggled as the Professor commented jokingly on his appearance. As a matter of fact he looks like he wad been playing with a lot of paints. Like a child on finger and body paints.

He giggled and said, "Yes, Professor. And I will be the most popular kid in town knowing that I am The boy-rainbow" he then giggled. He then sat calmly on the window side of the classroom as he awaits further instructions.




Daniel turned to the Professor's area when he heard that his name was called. He approached him as the Professor said he and Mr. Cullack won something. He then reached the phial that was given to them and he reads, Makes the drinker think they are your very best friend. He chuckled. Well, this is a new and interesting prize. But to whom should I use this? he said as he looked at the Professor and smiled. "Thank you, Professor. I guess my colors show that I am very grateful." he chuckled again and headed to his station and took note of the assignment that was given to them.