Being in the back of the classroom was really terrible, and Dot could barely see and stupid big hairdos were getting between her and the world. She crawled up on her chair so better see over top of people and waved her hand around just in case Mr. Professor Sir couldn't see her.

Y'know? The ginger in the back?

"Isn't any sub-subversion of the will a no-no? That's the whole thing about the Imperius Curse, right? So forcing someone to feel something is subverting their will, in a way. And it's rotten, because if you make them feel love or joy or sadness, then you can control how they react to things and shape their actions and... it's just bad." So says Dot. She looked to Sophie to verify that she'd used the word 'subvert' right, though. Right?

Culloden dealt in half-dark things? Oooh. If he already had Beverly's attention, he wasn't losing it even another troll came knocking at their door. And it dealt with emotions. Beverly somewhat thought that over, considered things, then thought some more.

"Emotion can be enough incentive to get someone to do something they wouldn't normally with a clear head," she said raising her hand. "It's a form of manipulation and many consider that dark." M'hm, m'hm.

Cilla ran through the possible answers in her mind. She slowly raised her hand, unsure if she was on the right track. "Lovage is a component of a Confusing Draught."

Hugh had been paying attention, truly, but then he started thinking about the implications of half-dark as an ideal and he was gone. His thoughts were with the big questions of existence and the soul's capacity for darkness as a human flaw.

Any thought. Any attempt he would have made to answer the question got flushed down the toilet.

He was in Hugh!Space.

The Professor was speaking and Michael was listening and even writing down things the man was saying.

He could be so studious when he wanted to.

They were going to make a potion to mess with people's emotions? Oh he could see this class going down hill fast. He raised his hand to answer the questions. "It's most likely half dark because you are messing with people's emotions. Controlling them for your own benefit." Which was so not a good thing.

"There is the Essence of Insanity." He hoped they weren't making a version of that.

HALF-DARK POTIONS??? That's the only part that caught Evie's attention and she had to slow her brain down to catch the rest of what Culloden was saying. So, they were making a potion base that could control people's emotions and whatever you add to the base was what determined what emotion they would control.

Wicked.

Literally, wicked. She saw why it was half-dark. But only half? Evie raised her hand. "Professor, I feel like it could really be completely dark, because you're taking away the person's ability to control their own emotions. It seems like the Imperius Curse in a way. Which is... dark." In case he wasn't aware.

Henric's sigh and answer, were not selling Ilia on the fact that he was this depressed over potions class. She didn't want to call him out on it and make him more upset, especially since the professor for this class seemed very nice....albeit staring at her for an awfully long time in her opinion. Almost like she had three heads or something, though she supposed maybe a new older student was unexpected.

Looking Henric over to see if she could find the problem, she sighed a little. "Well, if potions isn't a good subject for you......I can help you." If he wasn't going to tell her about it now, maybe he would later. "I'm pretty decent at potions." Or rather, she used to get good marks in it at her old school, hopefully that would continue here in her new one. She gently poked his shoulder, trying to ease him out of his funk and be affectionate. She smiled at him and started preparing herself for the lesson.

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When the professor greeted them all again as a whole, then indicated to write their names down, Ilia silently obeyed. She wrote her name in as pretty of a script as she could manage and displayed it where Professor Culloden could easily see it.

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Freya Ilia Valke

She listened intently as he spoke, watching him rather than scribbling down notes. Listening to a few other students first, she raised her hand. "Is it half-dark because it is neutral? What I mean is, does it possess the ability to be either dark or benevolent depending on circumstance and the users intent? For example, when someone is having a bad day, changing their emotions could potentially be helpful?" That was possible, right? If someone was in a bad mood and in emotional pain, giving them something that would cause the opposite effect could be benevolent. If this was the case, she wanted some for Henric maybe.

As for other mood changers, there were a few that other students had already listed so, how about......"Roses? The smell alone of the flower can ease stress and uplift the spirits. It can also be made into a tea or tincture for consumption, which has the same effect and an added vitamin c boost." It was also good for her skin and made a really nice perfume to help keep her spirits high.

She enjoyed potions and hopefully she didn't just talk her new professor's ear off........

Innocent.

Innocent, she was.

At Culloden's LOOK her way, Sophie just CHEESED away with the biggest and best and overly angelic smile she could muster. JUST SITTING BACK HERE WITH HER BEST FRIEND DOT. NOTHING TO SEE HERE. The girl in question got a side-hug of greeting - Sophie was always happy to see her, and she was very glad they were potions buddies. "We're making him realize how awful it is that we're all the way back here," Sophie talked so quietly to Dot that it was barely even a whisper. "Maybe he'll let us engrave our names into the desks into our usual table so they're reserved for us and we'll be extra special favorites from now on." There was a pause, and then she added, even quieter yet, "Plus, from the back, we can see everyone who needs help. Then we can gobble up all those house points for helping them. We're playing the system."

There was an ounce of Slytherin in the mind of this Ravenclaw.

Also, in a cheeky sort of manner, Sophie Brown absolutely wrote her name to place on her desk so Culloden would know who she was. Hilarious, really. Or... at least she thought she was.

When he went into his meandering the aisles and talking about today's lesson, Sophie's eyebrows raised, and she gave Dot a curious look. One of HIS own inventions? This was a very interesting concept for a potion, and she considered why it was considered half-dark and... well, people were all over examples of things that could induce an emotion upon consumption. Actually, lots of people had opinions on BOTH questions posed, and Sophie just... y'know. Sat there. In the back. Unnoticed and she was kind of digging it. When she was at the FRONT, everyone was LOOKING at her and expected her to answer. But here... well, here, no one would notice if she didn't answer a question, right? Except for Dot. Culloden would probably forget she was even there, too, for the time being. So...

...She tried. She tried SO hard to just blend in to the background, but after hearing loads of people give their opinions on the "half-dark" thing, Sophie Brown couldn't help it. Her hand shot up. "I agree with DOT." Because the kid's answer deserved to SHINE in the midst of all the others.

YEP. THAT WAS IT. Her grand statement. GOTTA SUPPORT HER POTIONS BUDDY.

Brian blinked at the man, shaking his head incomprehensively. Why would you name something half-dark? Unless you were talking about how the physical colour of the potion was half dark and half light, which made about zero sense. Nothing magical really did, though. Make sense. Anyway, since anything goes in the wizarding world, maybe he'd make a chance at it. Oh, and a potion to induce an emotion. Would a feeling count?

Raising his hand, he made an attempt at answering. If it acquired him house points, he was ALL for it. "Is it half-dark because it doesn't alter all of your emotions but kinda leaves maybe half of your true emotions there as an anchor? It sounds confusing, though, having conflicting emotions. Is the real set of emotions just dormant? If that's even how it works." And he would shut up now, before he made a further fool of himself in front of the whole potions class.

"Oh, and fatiguing infusion makes you really, really tired." There. Now, he was done.

He could tell already that the lesson was going to be FASCINATING, but then again, when was Potions not? It was perhaps his favourite subjects, alongside DADA and Charms.

At first he simply sat quietly, peering over at those who volunteered answers to the questions asked. Half-dark... that was interesting, and a lot of what everyone was saying made sense, especially - he thought - what Dot had said. There was no need for him to say much more to that, so he simply nodded to show his support for what had been stated.

Elixir to induce Euphoria would have been his first pick, but Toby said it first, stupid love potions would have been his second, but that too was covered, "A calming draught?" he offered, his hand raised. It DID change an emotion... so... yeah.

Leah was just doodling reviewing her notes from previous Potions lessons when the usual close of door signalled the beginning of the class.

She looked up and listened to the Professor's explanation. Oooh, it seemed like an very interesting type of potions. You could add any ingredient to the base and it would change its effect accordingly. AND they were learning Culloden's own invention! A half-dark emotion-changing potion.

After some thinking, the Hufflepuff raised her hand. "Like you said, you could be really sad and really happy almost simultaneously, which is half bad half good. Hence half-dark." LOGIC. "The Vitamix? Potion gives you energy. Energy leads to confidence and courage," she continued. Some people in this class looked like they needed energy at the moment.

Culloden’s invention? Ooooh. It didn’t take long for him to get more excited about Potions. The teenager quickly got his self inking quill and waited for...well, he was waiting for Culloden’s answer to his question. He said it was his invention, so he wasn’t going to waste his parchment on his classmate’s educated guess, no matter how brilliant their answers were. He did agree with most of them though, as he nodded along. Half-dark...or dark if the intention of manipulating someone’s emotion is solely for an evil deed. Well, that was a no brainer, really. The other half though...

Once everyone got a chance to answer, Cosgrach walked to the front of the classroom again to be able to see them all and he said "Almost all of you focused on why it was 'half dark'," he said, "and all of you are right: It changes how a person is feeling against their will. It manipulates people, and can have awful consequences in the wrong hands."

He paused, and started to walk in the aisles again.

"Ophelia asked why it was only half dark," he said as he kept walking slowly, "and Evie said it should be considered fully dark, because it takes away the person's ability to control their own emotions. She said it even seems like the Imperius Curse in a way. While it does sound like Imperius Curse, it is different in a fundamental way: Imperius allows you to control people. However, this potion only alters the mood. It doesn't give you any control over how a person behaves. You just get to decide how they'll feel, and what they will do afterwards is still up to them. To give an example: if a person is a coward, making them angry won't give them courage to, for example, curse someone more powerful than them. They'll still be a coward, only an angry one. Yes, they may cause damage, but they also may not." Did it make sense?

"Another reason it is not fully dark is the intent, as Ilia," hopefully that was her name, "put it. You can make someone sad, but you can also make them happy." It was completely up to the intent. Yes, there were other potions for that, there was THIS one too, and the ingredients were rather common.

"So, to sum up: it's only half dark, because it only changes the emotions and doesn't give the brewer any control of the actions. It also depends on intent and which emotion you create."

He paused to let them write that. "It's a base potion, meaning the base can be stored for a long time - about a year, and the final effect depends on what you add last. While under effect, the person will feel only the potion created by this, and any other emotion will be forgotten. So, in a way it's different and superior to Imperius Curse: you can't fight this. The best you can do is shorten its effect if you have an iron will.

"There are six basic emotions, and this potion creates them: Happiness, sadness, excitement, fear, tenderness and anger. The name is pretty straight-forward:" He wasn't creative when it came to names, okay?, "Emotional Change Potion." He tapped his wand on the blackboard, and the ingredients with the first few steps appeared.

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Originally Posted by Blackboard

Steps

• Two sprigs of lovage
• 4 mistletoe berries
• 4 measures of fluxweed
• 2 measures of boomslang skin
• Ten newt larvae

• Happiness: 3 Alihotsy leaves
  Sadness: A teaspoon of glumbumble treacle
  Excitement: Half a handful of ferret fur
  Fear: A scoop of black flies
  Tenderness: 2 teaspoons of dog saliva
  Anger: 7 hippogrif feathers

Ingredients

1. Fill halfway with pure water
2. Slowly lower your wand as if you're drawing a straight, vertical line with your wand and say Apto pressura.
3. Heat to 100 degree celcius and keep the heat at 100 and ONLY 100 AT ALL TIMES

"There's a spell as you can see. It's Apto pressure - Ap-toh press-soo-rah -" did they get how to pronounce it?, "to apply pressure on the water so that it doesn't boil at 100 degree celcius." He paused to let them copy it, and continued: "Please go with the usual order: practice the spell - Ap-toh press-soo-rah - without your wands first, then practise the wand movement," he drew a straight, imaginary, vertical line with his wand, "and then combine the two only if you're sure you got it right." Well, this wasn't a lethal spell that could go terribly wrong. If anything, it'd be obvious that it didn't work if the water boiled at 100 degree celcius. Still, he didn't want any complacency.

He sat down on his chair to watch them.

OOC: I'll post when I wake up around 11 hours later.

Emotional Change Potion. Natalia would definitely be able to remember that name well; as long as it wasn't Latin, she would have no trouble remembering. Undoubtedly, the potion sounded awfully useful. The problem for Natalia was: she would rather just purchase these magical concoctions, so she was never really a motivated potions student.

Happiness, sadness, excitement, fear, tenderness...and anger? Why would anyone wish to provoke another's anger? What was the benefit? To avenge someone? Oh wait, that justification didn't sound so bad, actually. Natalia went on to daydream what type of emotion she would like to induce on someone else. Hmm... perhaps Natalia should use the tender emotional change potion on her young brother, so that little rascal would finally stop pestering and irritating his older sister. Wouldn't it be nice to have a gentle little brother?

As she was visualizing all the assets of these potions, Natalia had almost forgotten about the directions that the professor gave to the class. Right, right. Practice the spell. But before that, Natalia quickly pulled her face mask back on over her nose and mouth. If they were going to start brewing soon, she'd want to be 'protected'.

As soon as Natalia grabbed out her wand, she had forgotten the incantation that went along with this potion. "Ermm..." The fourth-year's self consciousness prevented her from making a fool out of herself. Instead, she pretended to be muttering the incantation under her breath by moving her lips but not speaking. After a couple of tries, Natalia looked up and noticed the directions painted black and white on the blackboard. *FACEPALM*

After a silent period of mentally whacking herself, Natalia preceded to mutter the actual spell. "Ap-toh Pres-soo-rah." Again, more fluently. "Apto Pressura." Done! Now, moving on to the wand movement.

Natalia held out her wand in front of her, reading the instructions left on the board. So draw a straight line... done!

Ehhhhhh.

Zahra wasn't going to wave her wand around in this class. It never really worked for her anyway. So she looked busy for a bit, washed her hands again, and sprinkled her desk with water droplets. She drew out a BIG heart on the desk using the water and put M.T. in the center. Hehe. <3 Boyfriend.

La la la just biding her time. Zahra could throw potion parts in a cauldron; she could not... get charms. So she'd just wait and skip that part.

..... Okay, so Rowan was so so so interested in all of this. She thought it was really cool that potions could do things like that, but she absolutely didn't ever want to meddle with people's emotions quite so drastically. A helping hand here and there was fine, but that was... well... she wasn't convinced about it.

She swung her legs from the bench as she listened to the class and watched things unfold, but then the ingredients appeared on the blackboard, and it felt like her heart had dropped into her stomach...

"Um... professor?" Rowan raised her hand. "Is there any way to make it without using the newt larvae..?" she asked, hoping really hard that there was... because she didn't want to miss out on something just because she didn't want to use animals.

Listening to Professor Culloden, Lux made a careful note of everything he said. Of course she had guessed the reason why this potion was half-dark, but it was nice to hear confirmation because it showed that she was actually learning. When it came to potions she was nowhere near an expert and she honestly didn't expect to be for a while.

As the first part of the recipe appeared on the board, Lux recorded everything in her notes. She would strive to go down the 'happiness' route as much as possible when it came to this potion, but 'excitement' sounded pretty awesome too. She wasn't keen on inducing emotions, but good ones were better than bad at least.

Carefully she removed her equipment and potions ingredients from her bag and gave everything a thorough cleaning with Scourgify. After donning clean gloves, her cauldron was then filled halfway with pure water. Now on to the spell!

"Ap-toh press-soo-rah." Haha, wow. That sounded weird when enunciated slowly, but she was trying to mimic Professor Culloden until she got the hang of it. "Ap-toh press-soo-rah... Ap-toh press-soo-rah... Ap-toh press-soo-rah..." And now all together. "Apto pressura... Apto pressura..." To practice the wand movement, Lux raised her wand then SLOWLY lowered it as if she was drawing a straight and vertical line. Repeating the motion a few times, she was then ready to perform the spell on her potion.

"Apto pressura." As she spoke, she drew another vertical line.

SPOILER!!: Lux's Notes

EMOTIONAL CHANGE POTION

Ingredients:

• Two sprigs of lovage
• 4 mistletoe berries
• 4 measures of fluxweed
• 2 measures of boomslang skin
• Ten newt larvae
  
  
• Happiness: 3 Alihotsy leaves
  Sadness: A teaspoon of glumbumble treacle
  Excitement: Half a handful of ferret fur
  Fear: A scoop of black flies
  Tenderness: 2 teaspoons of dog saliva
  Anger: 7 hippogrif feathers

Steps:

1. Fill halfway with pure water
2. Slowly lower your wand as if you're drawing a straight, vertical line with your wand and say Apto pressura.
3. Heat to 100 degree celcius and keep the heat at 100 and ONLY 100 AT ALL TIMES

Ahh, cool! Zhenya smiled to herself. The potion suddenly seemed much more wicked than before. If they couldn't control the emotion then it would be almost like a prank. Not knowing. But controlling it, perhaps by the finishing touch? Was a bit more sinister. Especially the scary fact of... there was no fighting off the effects.

She dipped her quill into the ink and wrote the instructions so far onto a piece of parchment.



So the first step was to practice the spell, which was fair enough. Practice makes perfect. Zhenya always tried to practice the incantation, then the wand movement before adding it together. Just her way, she felt safe doing it. So she pulled her wand out of her robes and put it on her desk in front of her. She had written down the pronunciation on her parchment next to the spell, and she said it out loud a few times. "Ap-toh press-soo-rah. Ap-toh press-soo-rah. Ap-toh press-soo-rah," before she felt like the words were comfortable in her mouth. Next she lifted her want, remembering the movement was a slow vertical line. She did it a few times before she felt pretty comfortable with it.

Her cauldron was sitting on her desk and she pulled it closer, and obviously needed to clean it. Just to be safe. "Scourgify," she said, performing the S-shaped wand movement. Next was the water. Fill half way with pure water. "Aguamenti," she said, performing the sideways-S-shaped wand movement, and filling it only until it was half full. Okay, so that was done. Now she had to perform the spell on her potion. Easy, right? Hopefully. "Ap-toh press-soo-rah," she said, drawing the vertical line down. Professor Culloden hadn't said anything about heating the potion just yet, so she put her wand back on the table next to her and had a thought about what potion she wanted to try. She partly wanted to try the fear potion, but that was mean. She would only do that if she were to use it on herself, but she had remembered a previous lesson where she worked with Jasmine. That was... a LOT OF FUN! Except for the vomiting part. So she decided to go with Excitement.

He was right! He was right! He was right!... Of course he was right, he was a potioneering genius.

Listening and taking notes as he went, Zeke copied down bits of what Professor Culloden had said, in addition to the notes and instructions on the board. This was going to be SO exciting, and already he was having a difficult time choosing which emotion he wanted to create. He was leaning toward fear though, because fear could be easily manipulated which could prove to be very useful.

The first thing he did was clean his cauldron, his hands he had already done and were gloved too for extra cleanliness. DUST could be anywhere. "Scourgify," he stated clearly whilst performing the wand movement. With that done, now all he had to do was fill it half way with... pure water. PURE water? Was that any different to... water water?

Deciding that magic water was pure enough, her performed "Aguamenti," and stopped when his cauldron was filled halfway. Success! But next came spell work...

Wand on his workbench, Zeke tested out the incantation. "Ap-toh press-soo-rah," he stated slowly, "ap-toh press-soo-rah," he tried again.. and again... until, "apto pressure," he was stating it clearly and fluently. The wand movement was easy enough, but he practiced it twice nonetheless. A straight vertical line.

Performing the spell, Zeke repeated the incantation, " Apto pressure," accompanied with the vertical line wand movement. He assumed he was successful.

With the flame lit under his cauldron, and a cleaned thermometer dipping into the water, he waited for it to reach 100 degrees, and when it did he was pleased to see it wasn't actually boiling - by visual standards at least. Excellent. What was next?

Man. Mikey Toussaint. MAN! How long had it been since he'd since this guy? Too freaking long. Dude was glad that the guy was back, partly because he rather enjoyed their small hanging out moments and partly because Durmstrang had lost a cool dude. Haha suckers!

And he was sitting next to him? Even better. Grayson gave the guy a wink and would have said even more had it not been for the fact that Culloden had started speaking. Not wanting to interrupt the Professor, the Slytherin didn't say anything else but he DID mentally claim a moment to catch up with the guy so that he could ask him some questions about a certain piercing. Lolol.

The Slytherin didn't answer the first two questions, instead opting to take as many notes as possible. It was kinda an interesting potion and all, given the effects. Grayson wanted to see it in action, just not on someone he cared about. How about the people he hated as much as he hated exams? Perfect.

Potion making time? Freaking YES. The first step was simple enough since the seventeen year old had done it so many times that it was almost second nature to him. So, taking out his wand, he pointed it at the inside of his cauldron and said, "Scourgify!" clean to his standards? You bet!

Next step included practising a new spell so Grayson put his wand down on his desk. Practice first and all. "Ap-toh pres-soo-rah! Ap-toh press-soo-rah! Ap-toh press-soo-rah." On and on the chant continued until he was almost tired of hearing his own voice. Almost. He had a great voice, you know. The wand movement practise came a lot easier since it was just drawing a line in the air. Slowly. That was practised as well, of course.

When he was confident enough with the spell -- which didn't take long since he was a very confident guy already -- the boy moved on to performing it itself. "Apto Pressura!" he called, drawing a vertical line in the air. It was hard to know now whether he'd gotten the spell right so he went ahead and started turning up the heat of the water. 100 degrees Celsius. Was it boiling? No?

GOOD. That was what he liked to see.

Now he just needed to keep it at this temperature.

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Emotion changing Potion
Grayson D. Whitlock

Ingredients:
- Two sprigs of lovage
- 4 mistletoe berries
- 4 measures of fluxweed
- 2 measures of boomslang skin
- Ten newt larvae
Happiness: 3 Alihotsy leaves
Sadness: A teaspoon of glumbumble treacle
Excitement: Half a handful of ferret fur
Fear: A scoop of black flies
Tenderness: 2 teaspoons of dog saliva
Anger: 7 hippogrif feathers

Steps:
1) Fill halfway with pure water
2) Slowly lower your wand as if you're drawing a straight, vertical line with your wand and say Apto pressura.
3) Heat to 100 degree celcius and keep the heat at 100 and ONLY 100 AT ALL TIMES

Janelle took notes as the Professor spoke. She was careful to write down the details of the potion that they would be brewing. Once she was finished writing, Janelle set to work. First she gathered her equipment and began to clean it. She saved her cauldron for last and waved her wand, sending a big "Scourgify" in its direction.

Now it was time to practice the spell. Janelle started with the incantation, as usual. She was careful to say it slowly and precisely at first. "Ap-toh-press-soo-rah, Ap-toh press-soo-rah, Apto pressura." When Janelle was comfortable with the words, she went on to practice the wand movement.

Lifting her wand, Janelle made a vertical line making sure to keep it straight from top to bottom. She repeated the movement several times and then she felt ready to try it for real. First though, she had to start her potion. Janelle took her wand and held it over her cauldron. "Aguamenti", she said as the water flowed from the tip of her wand into the cauldron. When it was half way full, she said, "Finite". Then Janelle took a deep breath. She made another vertical line with her wand and this time said, "Apto pressura" simultaneously.

Janelle hoped tha she had done the spell correctly. She guessed that she would know soon enough. Reaching down, she temperature at 100 degrees celcius and waited. She had to get this spell right.

As Zhenya was watching her potion, she realised with a start that she hadn't actually started heating her potion. DUH! She smacked her hand to her forehead, started a fire underneath the cauldron and waited waited waited. "Scourgify," she said, pointing her wand at her thermometer and doing the wand movement. Clean is good, yes? She put the thermometer into the cauldron and watched as the reading went up... up... up... 80, 85, 90, 95, 100, and NOT BOILING! YAY! No bubbles or anything.

Being this far back in the room led Dot to the conclusion that no one cared what they did. Like... if she didn't clean her supplies before they started, could Culloden somehow tell from way up there? Sophie would probably notice... and, okay, so Dot cared about the quality of her potion. Whatever.

"He said I gave a good answer," Dot informed Sophie as if she hadn't just been there the whole time. Cleaning her cauldron was short work, as Dot swished her wand and said, "Scourgify." Another quick spell on her stirring sticks, her mortar and pestle, and her little knife. All clean! Even if the only person that pleased was Dot herself. And maybe Sophie.

Now to fill the cauldron. She measured the halfway point with her thumb and carefully filled the cauldron with water from her wand. Right.. up... to... the bottom of her thumb. Perfect. It was too bad the potion steps weren't all this easy, especially with spellcasting required as the next part. She wasn't bad at spells, but she was much better at potions.

Best get at it. Dot raised her wand and drew a vertical line straight from around her nose to her sternum, directly over the cauldron. "Apto pressure." Was she supposed to be able to tell that something had happened? It applied pressure on the water to keep it from boiling, but the water wasn't hot at all yet.

Tricky as the spell-casting was... she actually thought the next part seemed ever harder. Dot cleaned her tiny thermometer as she gave the cauldron dubious looks. One hundred degrees Celsius was so precise, and she had to somehow maintain the temperature exactly? Dot lit a flame under the cauldron and stuck her thermometer into the water. Come on now... time to heat up.

Kyroh was paying attention. He really was, emotions, six, special sort of dark potion, Culloden's own creation. How could he not pay attention to his favourite Professor? He was just occupied.

By hugs.

With his cauldron.

And then the desk.

HE HAD MISSED THIS CLASSROOM AND POTIONS SO MUCH OKAY?!

After Cilla wrote down the notes, she decided to practice the incantation. She muttered under her breath, "Ap-toh press-soo-rah, Ap-toh press-soo-rah, Apto pressura." She then picked up her wand and carefully drew a downwards vertical line a few times until she felt confident. Cilla took out her potions equipment and used the cleaning spell to make sure they were fit for use. Cilla donned her now clean gloves and pointed her wand in her cauldron and said, "Scourgify." Now her cauldron was nice and clean so she placed her clean thermometer in the cauldron before filling it halfway with water using, "Aguamenti," until the cauldron was half-full before saying, "Finite." She then lit a fire underneath the cauldron.

Cilla then made the vertical movement with her wand as she said, "Apto pressura." She carefully looked at her thermometer and much to her relief, the temperature had not exceeded 100 degrees Celsius and it wasn't boiling.