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Do you need a spare lab to practice some Potion making in?
Do you need to store your Potion between classes?
Do you want to observe the Newton in his Potion Making?
Or is it that you cannot find your Potionmaster anywhere else?
Well, likely story is that he will be HERE. Set up at his own lab bench up the front of the class, working on a Potion, or even writing in his notes.
The Student Lab is a medium sized room. Smaller than the classroom, of course. There are tables set up in an orderly fashion, with high stools underneath, in case you wish to sit down. There is a central gas source on all tables, with enough nozzles for six bunsen burners to be attached at the same time. The cupboard in the front of the class holds a large stock of cauldrons, scales, glass phials, mixing spoons, and more, textbooks, and other recipe books, as well as other essential and non-essential oddments.
Feel free to come in and tinker around. Just remember to put on your lab coat, and if you wish to come and speak to Professor Newton, just... try not to sneak up on him.
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The ART man was standing behind the desk up the front. There were bits and pieces all around him, owing to the fact that he was preparing some of the ingredients for later on in the week. The ancient man was back to 60, and feeling wonderful! That would teach him not to take a potion like that again without thinking it through.
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The ART man was standing behind the desk up the front. There were bits and pieces all around him, owing to the fact that he was preparing some of the ingredients for later on in the week. The ancient man was back to 60, and feeling wonderful! That would teach him not to take a potion like that again without thinking it through.
The small head of a seven year old peeked into the open door, nervous. She was told everything. Kinda. Though she wasn't sure she believed it, she was rather sure she had been mistaken about the whole cult thing. Like 97% sure. Once she was sure it was safe, Haddie stepped in and quietly, still nervous, waited for the man to notice her.
It WAS a dungeon. They were in a dungeon. Why on earth did they teach kids in a dungeon? Surely it would have been better to get an actual classroom. Like the science labs at her brother's school. Like those.
The man still hadn't noticed her. He was too focused on something. She waited a second or two longer, willing him to notice her. When he didn't, Haddie realized she had to get his attention. "Why do you teach in a dungeon?" It came out without her intending it too. "Um...also they told me to tell you it didn't work." She added a little, confident nod at the end as if to confirm this fact.
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"OHH!" Art cried as he jumped half out of his skin. He let out a laugh. "I didn't-I didn't realise s-someone was here," he said. Oh Great Scott, how long had she stood there for? He was looking at her for a few moments, scratching his head in confusion. Who was this young girl? What was she doing in his lab? What was she doing in HOGWARTS?
"OH! Mis-Miss Denaker?" he asked, yes it was one of his students, of course. "Wh..." he was about to ask what she was still doing here as a younger version of herself, but she beat him to it. It... it didn't work? "Huh..." well that was unexpected.
He walked up to her and shone a light in her eyes. Pupils were fine. "What exactly did you do Miss Denaker? To the potion?" Would she remember? What would he do if she couldn't remember?
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The seven year old giggled loudly at Newton's reaction. She found it quite funny, almost to the point that she wished she could go back and scare him again. His confused looked only added to her giggle fit.
Ms. Denaker??? Haddie raised an eyebrow at the man. Adults were so weird. While he tried to make sense of things, she made her way slowly around the room, checking out the shelves of ingredients, occasionally picking up a bottle or vial curiously and setting them back down a bit too close to the edge for comfort.
It took her a second to realize he asked her a question. She was peering through a red bottle with what looked like a spiny ball inside. It was pretty gross, so naturally she was captivated. The girl looked back at the professor and shrugged, exaggeratedly. "I dunno. What's this?" She asked, holding the red vial for him see.
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It was weird but the Ravenclaw was just feeling better today? Much better than he had felt in the previous potions class. But one thing was wrong...because....well...he felt guilty. He hadn't even attempted to do anything in class and so he had to make up for it right?
And what better way to make up for it than trying to brew a potion he had never made before!
Levitating his kit over to an empty station, Kyroh quickly went over to wash his hands.
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Originally Posted by Callie
The seven year old giggled loudly at Newton's reaction. She found it quite funny, almost to the point that she wished she could go back and scare him again. His confused looked only added to her giggle fit.
Ms. Denaker??? Haddie raised an eyebrow at the man. Adults were so weird. While he tried to make sense of things, she made her way slowly around the room, checking out the shelves of ingredients, occasionally picking up a bottle or vial curiously and setting them back down a bit too close to the edge for comfort.
It took her a second to realize he asked her a question. She was peering through a red bottle with what looked like a spiny ball inside. It was pretty gross, so naturally she was captivated. The girl looked back at the professor and shrugged, exaggeratedly. "I dunno. What's this?" She asked, holding the red vial for him see.
Art was thinking, thinking, thinking... not only was the girl laughing at him, but she was going through his things! HOLDING THEM! AND NOT BEING CAREFUL!
"NO! STOP IT MISS DENAKER," he yelled, taking some long strides over, snatching the bottle from her hands and putting it back. In fact, be pushed ALL of the things she had touched a little further into the shelves. They were too close to the edge. And he knew from experience JUST what happened to things that were too close to the edge. He had given himself burns from things that had smashed, absorbed potions through his skin when they had smashed. No, he couldn't risk little children touching his things.
He wasn't MAD, but he was upset at the way she was going though things without a care in the world. He took some deep breaths and offered hear a seat at the opposite side of his front desk. "Sh... shall I try to... p-personalise something?" he asked himself. "Yes.... y-yes..." he pulled out some ingredients from the shelves, placing them far away from the girl's reach. But where should he start? He didn't even know WHAT she had done. Besides... "You dropped the tortoise shell on the FLOOR!" he said, with a finger in the air. AHHA! What sort of contaminants were on the ground?
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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles
It was weird but the Ravenclaw was just feeling better today? Much better than he had felt in the previous potions class. But one thing was wrong...because....well...he felt guilty. He hadn't even attempted to do anything in class and so he had to make up for it right?
And what better way to make up for it than trying to brew a potion he had never made before!
Levitating his kit over to an empty station, Kyroh quickly went over to wash his hands.
Art was in between preparing ingredients for lessons, re-stocking his supplies, and reading the back editions of the potions magazine he subscribed to when he saw a young man walking into the classroom. Ahh Mr Scabior. "H-hello Mr Scabior," Art greeted. He wasn't sure if the young man wanted to do whatever it was he was wanting to brew alone or not. Art could be silent. He could also be very chatty.
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It was weird but the Ravenclaw was just feeling better today? Much better than he had felt in the previous potions class. But one thing was wrong...because....well...he felt guilty. He hadn't even attempted to do anything in class and so he had to make up for it right?
And what better way to make up for it than trying to brew a potion he had never made before!
Levitating his kit over to an empty station, Kyroh quickly went over to wash his hands.
The third year was working her way, slowly, through some cosmetic potions. Things she could try out on her friends (because she wasn't silly enough to TRY things on herself in case they didn't work). Today she was working on some ombré lip potion. One that apparently changed colours based on someone's mood. Supposedly. She would see.
More aptly someone else would try and she would literally see/watch.
As she worked and waited she saw Kyroh, aka cut your hair seventh year, working. The blonde raised an eyebrow at him but said nothing.
Casual observer to his weirdness. Of which there was a lot.
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It had been a little while since she had been in here. Normally her potion making was during lessons however last term she was in here all the time brewing batches of different potions to change her into animals and such. Not this time. Today she was in here for an entirely different reason.
Stepping through the doorway Hady grabbed one of the lab coats, the one with her name and slipped it on. Quietly making her way into the far corner of the room she set her things out on an empty table. Everything was cleaned with the use of her wand and some cleaning spells before being laid out neatly in the order in which they would be used.
The lady snake would be working on not one but two potions this afternoon. The Dreamless Sleep potion as well as a Calming Draught. That was if she was able to focus enough to manage brewing them both...and if luck was on her side she might even chance making something to help her focus as well. It all depended on if she could keep from crying or freaking out long enough.
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Startled by being yelled at out of the blue, the red vial flew out of her hand. Haddie fumbled with it, trying to catch it, but she wasn't succeeding. If Newton hadn't come over and snatched it from her it would have surely shattered on the ground. The little girl tensed. One might think by this point in her life she was used to being yelled at. And she was. By her parents. Not by strangers. "Sorry."
After a few moments she followed the Professor to the front desk and took the offered seat. Her little legs were swinging absently beneath the desk. Boooooorrrreeeeed! Haddie was bored already. She reached for the vials that were on the desk, but they were just out of her reach. "I'm bored! What's in those?" She nodded to the vials.
What was that about a tortoise shell? She dropped one? "That doesn't sound like me." Actually, it sounded just like her. "I never drop anything." She dropped things all the time. Lost things too. Like her shoes. She still hadn't gone back to find them. "You still didn't answer my question. Why do you teach in a dungeon?"
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Originally Posted by Jessiqua
Art was in between preparing ingredients for lessons, re-stocking his supplies, and reading the back editions of the potions magazine he subscribed to when he saw a young man walking into the classroom. Ahh Mr Scabior. "H-hello Mr Scabior," Art greeted. He wasn't sure if the young man wanted to do whatever it was he was wanting to brew alone or not. Art could be silent. He could also be very chatty.
"Hullo Professor!" Kyroh beamed widely at the man. He hadn't wanted to disturb him, but he couldn't be if the greeting was given to him first.
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Originally Posted by pundantic
The third year was working her way, slowly, through some cosmetic potions. Things she could try out on her friends (because she wasn't silly enough to TRY things on herself in case they didn't work). Today she was working on some ombré lip potion. One that apparently changed colours based on someone's mood. Supposedly. She would see.
More aptly someone else would try and she would literally see/watch.
As she worked and waited she saw Kyroh, aka cut your hair seventh year, working. The blonde raised an eyebrow at him but said nothing.
Casual observer to his weirdness. Of which there was a lot.
Drying his hands on his pants, Kyroh glanced up quickly and couldn't help but notice someone staring at him? Hello little person? It took a few seconds before something in his mind clicked- the little blonde was POSTER girl! "Do I have something on my face?"
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SPOILER!!: Haddie
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Originally Posted by Callie
Startled by being yelled at out of the blue, the red vial flew out of her hand. Haddie fumbled with it, trying to catch it, but she wasn't succeeding. If Newton hadn't come over and snatched it from her it would have surely shattered on the ground. The little girl tensed. One might think by this point in her life she was used to being yelled at. And she was. By her parents. Not by strangers. "Sorry."
After a few moments she followed the Professor to the front desk and took the offered seat. Her little legs were swinging absently beneath the desk. Boooooorrrreeeeed! Haddie was bored already. She reached for the vials that were on the desk, but they were just out of her reach. "I'm bored! What's in those?" She nodded to the vials.
What was that about a tortoise shell? She dropped one? "That doesn't sound like me." Actually, it sounded just like her. "I never drop anything." She dropped things all the time. Lost things too. Like her shoes. She still hadn't gone back to find them. "You still didn't answer my question. Why do you teach in a dungeon?"
Art shook his head. "N-no, Miss De-Denaker, I sh-I shouldn't have... ahh have yelled at you. I am sorry." Truly. He hated raising his voice. And he had just done it. To a young girl who clearly had no recollections of her time at Hogwarts.
He was mighty glad he had moved the vials away from her, those fingers were trying to touch them. "J-just some ingredients. I'm going to... to try brewing the antidote with... with some extra ingredients. F-for uhhh purifying and... and some broad spectrum ingredients." Like the bezoar, the unicorn horn, and Melaleuca alternifolia leaves... he pointed to each little basket, jar and vial.
Art looked at the young lady, disbelieving. That didn't sound like her? Art scratched the back of his head. Had the girl's clumsiness come AFTER this age? Or was she just lying? Art didn't like to assume people were lying, so he took her denial to mean that she had become butter fingers after this age. Well... it happened. He nodded, "W-well okay, but I did see you drop it. N-not to w-worry though be-because I drop things all the time too." It was just what happened. OH, so he had forgotten to reply to that. "W-well it's just... it's just wh-where the Hogwarts founders decided to-to make the Potions area." He didn't really know why else. "The dark and cool environment sometimes he-helps with maintaining ingredients at optimal temperatures. It's cool all the time, and-and there isn't as big of a fluctuation in weather down here."
SPOILER!!: Hady
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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy
It had been a little while since she had been in here. Normally her potion making was during lessons however last term she was in here all the time brewing batches of different potions to change her into animals and such. Not this time. Today she was in here for an entirely different reason.
Stepping through the doorway Hady grabbed one of the lab coats, the one with her name and slipped it on. Quietly making her way into the far corner of the room she set her things out on an empty table. Everything was cleaned with the use of her wand and some cleaning spells before being laid out neatly in the order in which they would be used.
The lady snake would be working on not one but two potions this afternoon. The Dreamless Sleep potion as well as a Calming Draught. That was if she was able to focus enough to manage brewing them both...and if luck was on her side she might even chance making something to help her focus as well. It all depended on if she could keep from crying or freaking out long enough.
Art had just been digging around in the store room for the past ten minutes, so when he went back to the lab, he was surprised to see another student in there. "Ohh, h-hello Miss Lynch," he said happily as he dumped a whole heap of roses on his desk. Yep, it was time to make rosehip juice, rose water, and thorn paste. "L-lovely to-to see you in here again!" He had enjoyed watching the young Slytherin and Mr Paton in here last year brewing their potions for their Animagus studies. Was he going to watch her transform into an animal soon?
SPOILER!!: Chloe and Kyroh
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Originally Posted by pundantic
The third year was working her way, slowly, through some cosmetic potions. Things she could try out on her friends (because she wasn't silly enough to TRY things on herself in case they didn't work). Today she was working on some ombré lip potion. One that apparently changed colours based on someone's mood. Supposedly. She would see.
More aptly someone else would try and she would literally see/watch.
As she worked and waited she saw Kyroh, aka cut your hair seventh year, working. The blonde raised an eyebrow at him but said nothing.
Casual observer to his weirdness. Of which there was a lot.
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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles
"Hullo Professor!" Kyroh beamed widely at the man. He hadn't wanted to disturb him, but he couldn't be if the greeting was given to him first.
Drying his hands on his pants, Kyroh glanced up quickly and couldn't help but notice someone staring at him? Hello little person? It took a few seconds before something in his mind clicked- the little blonde was POSTER girl! "Do I have something on my face?"
It wasn't long until another young student came into the lab, and that was Miss Newman. Not Newton, as he kept having to tell himself, NewMAN! "Hello Miss Newman," Art said in greeting to the young Ravenclaw. He wondered what the two would be brewing. He was always excited to see students get busy with their potion making outside of the classroom. And as he hadn't seen the potion Mr Scabior had made in the previous lesson, owing to the fact he hadn't made one, he was more excited to see what was on the agenda today. "B-brewing something today?" he asked, an overly obvious answer would sure to come.
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Originally Posted by Jessiqua
Art had just been digging around in the store room for the past ten minutes, so when he went back to the lab, he was surprised to see another student in there. "Ohh, h-hello Miss Lynch," he said happily as he dumped a whole heap of roses on his desk. Yep, it was time to make rosehip juice, rose water, and thorn paste. "L-lovely to-to see you in here again!" He had enjoyed watching the young Slytherin and Mr Paton in here last year brewing their potions for their Animagus studies. Was he going to watch her transform into an animal soon?
She was just preparing her cauldron when she heard her name. Lifting her head slowly to look at the face of a voice she already knew to be Professor Newton's she plastered on a light smile. Had to appear alright. All smiles. Mhmm. Everything was wonderful. "Hello, Professor," she greeted softly shifting her eyes from the older man to her own ingredients triple checking them even though she was beyond sure she had everything she needed already laid out. "Thank you, Sir, it's nice to be back in here again." Lies. It was horrible being in here without Frankie. The whole lab screamed the blonde lions name at her from the countless times they had spend hours on end in here brewing all types of potions. Let her just get through this in one piece...that's all she asked.
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It wasn't long until another young student came into the lab, and that was Miss Newman. Not Newton, as he kept having to tell himself, NewMAN! "Hello Miss Newman," Art said in greeting to the young Ravenclaw. He wondered what the two would be brewing. He was always excited to see students get busy with their potion making outside of the classroom. And as he hadn't seen the potion Mr Scabior had made in the previous lesson, owing to the fact he hadn't made one, he was more excited to see what was on the agenda today. "B-brewing something today?" he asked, an overly obvious answer would sure to come.
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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles
Drying his hands on his pants, Kyroh glanced up quickly and couldn't help but notice someone staring at him? Hello little person? It took a few seconds before something in his mind clicked- the little blonde was POSTER girl! "Do I have something on my face?"
No. She wasn't brewing a potion. That was why she had a cauldron and was in the potion's lab after hours. That was sarcasm. Honestly, Chloe was getting better and better keeping her not so nice comments to herself. Her mother would have been so proud.
The third year said stale, "Yes, sir."
And then she snapped her attention to Kyroh. She glanced at his hair, "It's kind of ratty." Clue: cut it.
Art shook his head. "N-no, Miss De-Denaker, I sh-I shouldn't have... ahh have yelled at you. I am sorry." Truly. He hated raising his voice. And he had just done it. To a young girl who clearly had no recollections of her time at Hogwarts.
He was mighty glad he had moved the vials away from her, those fingers were trying to touch them. "J-just some ingredients. I'm going to... to try brewing the antidote with... with some extra ingredients. F-for uhhh purifying and... and some broad spectrum ingredients." Like the bezoar, the unicorn horn, and Melaleuca alternifolia leaves... he pointed to each little basket, jar and vial.
Art looked at the young lady, disbelieving. That didn't sound like her? Art scratched the back of his head. Had the girl's clumsiness come AFTER this age? Or was she just lying? Art didn't like to assume people were lying, so he took her denial to mean that she had become butter fingers after this age. Well... it happened. He nodded, "W-well okay, but I did see you drop it. N-not to w-worry though be-because I drop things all the time too." It was just what happened. OH, so he had forgotten to reply to that. "W-well it's just... it's just wh-where the Hogwarts founders decided to-to make the Potions area." He didn't really know why else. "The dark and cool environment sometimes he-helps with maintaining ingredients at optimal temperatures. It's cool all the time, and-and there isn't as big of a fluctuation in weather down here."
"It's okay!" She said."My parents yell at me all the time. I'm used it to." Even at seven she had that Haddie Denaker shrug down.
Most of what the man said went over her head...except unicorn horn. "Unicorns are real!!??? Like really real? Can I see the horn?" She was reaching for the vials again, just out of reach. Haddie was about to get up and go around to put her grabby hands all over them when Art answered her first question. "Oh...what happens if they aren't at that temperature? And why do you use tortoise shells? You don't hurt the tortoise when you take their shell do you? What about the unicorn? Do unicorns give you their horns?" Maybe to look like horses so people don't know they're unicorns! "Have you ever seen The Last Unicorn? I like that movie. Dad shows us a lot of really really old movies like that. Born Free is my favorite because there's a lion in it."
It had taken Daxton a while to find a suitable time to return to the dungeons to brew the Aging Potion from class, given that he refused to work when anyone else was around. But now he was here, potions equipment in tow, including all the ingredients he had already prepared in the class. It had occurred to him that he would probably need to prepare everything again, start over entirely, but he had brought everything along anyway. Again, he lacked outer school robes, shoes, and socks, and that was exactly how he liked it. Really, it would be more odd to see him dressed otherwise.
Satisfied with the empty room, Daxton started to set himself up at a workstation, making sure he back was not to the door. It was so much more peaceful to be in a room and not surrounded by other students, and so he was visibly quite calm. Daxton took a moment to appreciate the quiet, before pulling off his school tie and shoving it in his bag, rolling up his sleeves and getting to work with manually cleaning his cauldron and other potions equipment.
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SPOILER!!: Hady
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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy
She was just preparing her cauldron when she heard her name. Lifting her head slowly to look at the face of a voice she already knew to be Professor Newton's she plastered on a light smile. Had to appear alright. All smiles. Mhmm. Everything was wonderful. "Hello, Professor," she greeted softly shifting her eyes from the older man to her own ingredients triple checking them even though she was beyond sure she had everything she needed already laid out. "Thank you, Sir, it's nice to be back in here again." Lies. It was horrible being in here without Frankie. The whole lab screamed the blonde lions name at her from the countless times they had spend hours on end in here brewing all types of potions. Let her just get through this in one piece...that's all she asked.
"How are your animagi studies coming along?" he asked, her, always interested in their progress, of course.
SPOILER!!: Chloe
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Originally Posted by pundantic
No. She wasn't brewing a potion. That was why she had a cauldron and was in the potion's lab after hours. That was sarcasm. Honestly, Chloe was getting better and better keeping her not so nice comments to herself. Her mother would have been so proud.
The third year said stale, "Yes, sir."
And then she snapped her attention to Kyroh. She glanced at his hair, "It's kind of ratty." Clue: cut it.
Art nodded and went back to his work. It was great to see students in here brewing potions. "I'm here if you need any help," he said, although he had perfect faith in the abilities of his students without any of his assistance.
SPOILER!!: Haddie
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Originally Posted by Callie
"It's okay!" She said."My parents yell at me all the time. I'm used it to." Even at seven she had that Haddie Denaker shrug down.
Most of what the man said went over her head...except unicorn horn. "Unicorns are real!!??? Like really real? Can I see the horn?" She was reaching for the vials again, just out of reach. Haddie was about to get up and go around to put her grabby hands all over them when Art answered her first question. "Oh...what happens if they aren't at that temperature? And why do you use tortoise shells? You don't hurt the tortoise when you take their shell do you? What about the unicorn? Do unicorns give you their horns?" Maybe to look like horses so people don't know they're unicorns! "Have you ever seen The Last Unicorn? I like that movie. Dad shows us a lot of really really old movies like that. Born Free is my favorite because there's a lion in it."
She was still bored, by the way.
"N-no, it-it's not okay Miss Denaker, I sh-shouldn't yell." He was appalled that she thought that was okay, the poor child. Curiosity was never something he wanted to punish people over. And he had done just that. And felt terrible. But... that was in the past now.
He chuckled. "They are indeed," he said. He was sure she had seen unicorns, before she went back in time. Err... well... he looked through his collection and pulled out one of his more...imperfect looking unicorn horns and passed it to her to look at.
His eyebrows went a little bit higher with every question. He was trying to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, there was another question. Great SCOTT this one was curious. Though he couldn't blame her, of course, he would be curious if he was at Hogwarts before he knew about being a Wizard. "Err well they might spoil quicker. But we can-can use err... potion fridges which keep the t-temperature nice and mild." That was question one. He didn't need a potion fridge here, obviously. It was the perfect temperature all year round. Perhaps a little chillier in the winter, but nothing his old bones couldn't handle. Did they harm the tortoises? He shook his head. "No, th-they're already dead," he said nonchalantly, as he continued with his brewing. "Th-the unicorn horn comes from a full grown unicorn, and just enough that the unicorn is able to re-grow it." The unicorns aren't harmed. Nope. Art would have researched alternatives if that were the case. He stopped his brewing to look at her. "I have! I used to watch it with my children," he smiled warmly at the memories.
SPOILER!!: Daxton
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Originally Posted by Felixir
It had taken Daxton a while to find a suitable time to return to the dungeons to brew the Aging Potion from class, given that he refused to work when anyone else was around. But now he was here, potions equipment in tow, including all the ingredients he had already prepared in the class. It had occurred to him that he would probably need to prepare everything again, start over entirely, but he had brought everything along anyway. Again, he lacked outer school robes, shoes, and socks, and that was exactly how he liked it. Really, it would be more odd to see him dressed otherwise.
Satisfied with the empty room, Daxton started to set himself up at a workstation, making sure he back was not to the door. It was so much more peaceful to be in a room and not surrounded by other students, and so he was visibly quite calm. Daxton took a moment to appreciate the quiet, before pulling off his school tie and shoving it in his bag, rolling up his sleeves and getting to work with manually cleaning his cauldron and other potions equipment.
Art was under the table, picking up the items he had just dropped. There were mostly bits of leaves and flower buds, a few thistles, and of course the container they had been in. He hadn't even heard anyone enter the lab, so when he stood up and looked up, he let out a little yelp.
And then a chuckle..
"I didn't see you there Mr Prince," he said. "What are you... oh the aging potion. Wonderful! I'm glad y-you're back." He was. He was genuinely happy to see the young man there, eagerly wanting to brew the potion. Well, maybe not eagerly, but Art assumed as much anyway. He still hadn't noticed the young man's absence of shoes, or he would have asked him to put them on before entering. For safety reasons. He did notice the lack of tie and outer robes, but Art didn't care about that. They only got in the way of potion making.
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Originally Posted by Jessiqua
"How are your animagi studies coming along?" he asked, her, always interested in their progress, of course.
Hadleigh had begun working on the first part of the potion using her wand to add the 500ml of water that was needed into her cauldron. She then flicked her wand at the burner below her cauldron setting a small flame watching as the water began to heat up. As it slowly was brought to a boil she added a pinch of crushed lavender into the cauldron.
"Very well I think. Professor Ichicara feels that within the next few months we'll be ready to move on to the Mandrake leaves portion." Not a part she was looking forward to honestly as who would want to have a leaf in their mouth for a month but if it had to be done then so be it. Picking up a clean stirrer she began to stir the contents of her potion in a counter-clockwise motion counting silently under her breath until she finally reached twenty-one.
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"N-no, it-it's not okay Miss Denaker, I sh-shouldn't yell." He was appalled that she thought that was okay, the poor child. Curiosity was never something he wanted to punish people over. And he had done just that. And felt terrible. But... that was in the past now.
He chuckled. "They are indeed," he said. He was sure she had seen unicorns, before she went back in time. Err... well... he looked through his collection and pulled out one of his more...imperfect looking unicorn horns and passed it to her to look at.
His eyebrows went a little bit higher with every question. He was trying to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, there was another question. Great SCOTT this one was curious. Though he couldn't blame her, of course, he would be curious if he was at Hogwarts before he knew about being a Wizard. "Err well they might spoil quicker. But we can-can use err... potion fridges which keep the t-temperature nice and mild." That was question one. He didn't need a potion fridge here, obviously. It was the perfect temperature all year round. Perhaps a little chillier in the winter, but nothing his old bones couldn't handle. Did they harm the tortoises? He shook his head. "No, th-they're already dead," he said nonchalantly, as he continued with his brewing. "Th-the unicorn horn comes from a full grown unicorn, and just enough that the unicorn is able to re-grow it." The unicorns aren't harmed. Nope. Art would have researched alternatives if that were the case. He stopped his brewing to look at her. "I have! I used to watch it with my children," he smiled warmly at the memories.
Haddie just shrugged as she watched the man work. However he felt, she was still used to it. In fairness, she usually did deserve it when her parents got fed up and yelled. "Are you gonna put that in juice?" She nodded at the potion. "The muggy studies lady put the last one in juice. It was grape."
The seven year old's eyes grew so huge they almost appeared to take over the entirety of her face. Real. Unicorn. Horn!!!!!!! She held the thing like it was fragile glass that would break at the slightest touch. When it didn't, Haddie relaxed and inspected the horn from every angle before holding it against her forehead. Naturally. "How do I look?"
Despite the fact she was the one that asked all the questions, the girl was now too distracted by the horn to pay full attention to the answers. She was pretending she was a unicorn about to charge the Red Bull when Newton answered the tortoise question. Misunderstanding the answer, Haddie's eyes grew huge again, for another reason: horror. She barely heard the rest of the man's answers but was too stunned to speak until he was done.
Art was under the table, picking up the items he had just dropped. There were mostly bits of leaves and flower buds, a few thistles, and of course the container they had been in. He hadn't even heard anyone enter the lab, so when he stood up and looked up, he let out a little yelp.
And then a chuckle..
"I didn't see you there Mr Prince," he said. "What are you... oh the aging potion. Wonderful! I'm glad y-you're back." He was. He was genuinely happy to see the young man there, eagerly wanting to brew the potion. Well, maybe not eagerly, but Art assumed as much anyway. He still hadn't noticed the young man's absence of shoes, or he would have asked him to put them on before entering. For safety reasons. He did notice the lack of tie and outer robes, but Art didn't care about that. They only got in the way of potion making.
The sound of the yelp had been altogether unexpected, and Daxton started in surprise. Exactly what Newton was doing, hiding and crawling around under tables, Daxton did not know. He did know that it annoyed him, purely due to the fact that he felt tricked in some way, like the professor had snuck up on him. Not true, of course, but Daxton refused to consider it.
He placed his newly cleaned cauldron down on at the workstation and nodded. Yes, the Aging Potion. Daxton had been hoping to brew it in private, without students around to watch him fail, without the professor around to see him wanting to succeed. In a way, Daxton felt almost as though he had been caught in the act while doing something wrong - curiously, a feeling he never got when actually caught in the act while doing something wrong - and stood awkwardly for a moment before nodding towards his notes from class, written in his notebook which sat open on the desk. In the meantime, he started pulling the ingredients from his potions kit, casting glances at Newton every now and then, still not entirely sure what to make of him.
The words 'wonderful' and 'glad you're back' were still ringing in Daxton's ears, throwing him off ever so slightly. He felt almost as though he would have to do something to evoke some negative comments, to balance things out again.
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SPOILER!!: Hady
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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy
Hadleigh had begun working on the first part of the potion using her wand to add the 500ml of water that was needed into her cauldron. She then flicked her wand at the burner below her cauldron setting a small flame watching as the water began to heat up. As it slowly was brought to a boil she added a pinch of crushed lavender into the cauldron.
"Very well I think. Professor Ichicara feels that within the next few months we'll be ready to move on to the Mandrake leaves portion." Not a part she was looking forward to honestly as who would want to have a leaf in their mouth for a month but if it had to be done then so be it. Picking up a clean stirrer she began to stir the contents of her potion in a counter-clockwise motion counting silently under her breath until she finally reached twenty-one.
Art watched Miss Lynch work at her potion. He always enjoyed watching other people brew a potion, whether it was one he could do with his eyes closed, or one he had never seen done before. And this potion was no different, he tried not to talk and distract her too much, but he was very interested in the animagi studies. "Ahh the-the month long stint... yes I ne-never could talk myself into wanting to do that myself," he said.
It had been so long since he had brushed up his knowledge in the work to become an animagus, and he was most curious. Pausing, and going back to his work for a few minutes to allow Miss Lynch to count, he tried to remember some things. "D-do you have a... a date set or anything? For the-the big transformation?" he was curious.
SPOILER!!: Haddie
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Originally Posted by Callie
Haddie just shrugged as she watched the man work. However he felt, she was still used to it. In fairness, she usually did deserve it when her parents got fed up and yelled. "Are you gonna put that in juice?" She nodded at the potion. "The muggy studies lady put the last one in juice. It was grape."
The seven year old's eyes grew so huge they almost appeared to take over the entirety of her face. Real. Unicorn. Horn!!!!!!! She held the thing like it was fragile glass that would break at the slightest touch. When it didn't, Haddie relaxed and inspected the horn from every angle before holding it against her forehead. Naturally. "How do I look?"
Despite the fact she was the one that asked all the questions, the girl was now too distracted by the horn to pay full attention to the answers. She was pretending she was a unicorn about to charge the Red Bull when Newton answered the tortoise question. Misunderstanding the answer, Haddie's eyes grew huge again, for another reason: horror. She barely heard the rest of the man's answers but was too stunned to speak until he was done.
"YOU KILLED THE TORTOISES!?"
Art was considering her question, then a smile cracked on his lips. Muggy studies? "Er.... m-muggle studies?" he asked. "N-no I d-don't mix... wait d-did you have y-your potion with juice earlier?" he asked, pausing. "Th-that can drastically change the outcome of the potion." Was that why the potion hadn't worked?
His face cracked into a grin, and a chuckle as she seemed to pretend to be a unicorn. "V-very unicorned," he said. "Y-you can keep that one if you like?" The young girl had been through so much in one day, perhaps the unicorn horn might help. Help with what, he didn't know, but she seemed to like the thing.
Art reacted with a jump as she yelled. His heart hammered with the possibility of a threat. But no, no, it was just one seven year old's giant voice! "No, no Miss Denaker, I wou-I wouldn't accept inhumanely sourced ingredients. No, absolutely not. These turtles were found after their death." He knew because of his research. "I know the shells are safe to use because of post-mortem testing," he added.
SPOILER!!: Daxton
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Originally Posted by Felixir
The sound of the yelp had been altogether unexpected, and Daxton started in surprise. Exactly what Newton was doing, hiding and crawling around under tables, Daxton did not know. He did know that it annoyed him, purely due to the fact that he felt tricked in some way, like the professor had snuck up on him. Not true, of course, but Daxton refused to consider it.
He placed his newly cleaned cauldron down on at the workstation and nodded. Yes, the Aging Potion. Daxton had been hoping to brew it in private, without students around to watch him fail, without the professor around to see him wanting to succeed. In a way, Daxton felt almost as though he had been caught in the act while doing something wrong - curiously, a feeling he never got when actually caught in the act while doing something wrong - and stood awkwardly for a moment before nodding towards his notes from class, written in his notebook which sat open on the desk. In the meantime, he started pulling the ingredients from his potions kit, casting glances at Newton every now and then, still not entirely sure what to make of him.
The words 'wonderful' and 'glad you're back' were still ringing in Daxton's ears, throwing him off ever so slightly. He felt almost as though he would have to do something to evoke some negative comments, to balance things out again.
Art felt very awkward without conversational input from Mr Prince, but he knew not to expect it. And that was okay. He saw the nod and looked down to some notes, and he slowly reached towards it, giving Mr Prince time to stop him from getting it if that wasn't the intention. As he started to read down the notes, his face broke into a smile. A slow smile, at first, but by the end of it he was grinning ear to ear. "WELL Mr Prince! This-this-this is just.... is JUST the curious brain I love to see! Love to see!" He put the notes back in the position they had been before, and was starting to feel awkward again. He really REALLY wanted to just stand there and watch the young potioneer explore the theories he had put down, but knew that it was most likely to cause a fit of nerves or something. He rocked back and forth on his feet for a moment before clearing his throat and saying "Is.... is there anything I can-can do to be of... of assistance? Or d-did you... did you want some... some privacy?" he asked.
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Originally Posted by Jessiqua
Art watched Miss Lynch work at her potion. He always enjoyed watching other people brew a potion, whether it was one he could do with his eyes closed, or one he had never seen done before. And this potion was no different, he tried not to talk and distract her too much, but he was very interested in the animagi studies. "Ahh the-the month long stint... yes I ne-never could talk myself into wanting to do that myself," he said.
It had been so long since he had brushed up his knowledge in the work to become an animagus, and he was most curious. Pausing, and going back to his work for a few minutes to allow Miss Lynch to count, he tried to remember some things. "D-do you have a... a date set or anything? For the-the big transformation?" he was curious.
Hady shifted her attention to her parchment checking the next step in her potion making. It didn't matter that she already knew every step by heart for one could never be to sure and it didn't hurt to double check anyhow. "I must admit it's not the part I'm looking forward to either but it's necessary so it'll be done." That seemed to be one of the parts most people didn't look forward to and honestly it was a part she didn't fully get the reasoning for. However she would get through it just like with anything else.
Moving onto the next step the teenager was quiet for several long moments making sure everything had been worked through properly. When she had a free moment she glanced up at the older man. "No Sir, I'm simply working through whatever Professor Ichihara feels I need to. Maybe when the time gets closer she'll offer me a date for the transformation." A date would be really nice. Something solid to look forward.
Onto the next step.
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Art was considering her question, then a smile cracked on his lips. Muggy studies? "Er.... m-muggle studies?" he asked. "N-no I d-don't mix... wait d-did you have y-your potion with juice earlier?" he asked, pausing. "Th-that can drastically change the outcome of the potion." Was that why the potion hadn't worked?
His face cracked into a grin, and a chuckle as she seemed to pretend to be a unicorn. "V-very unicorned," he said. "Y-you can keep that one if you like?" The young girl had been through so much in one day, perhaps the unicorn horn might help. Help with what, he didn't know, but she seemed to like the thing.
Art reacted with a jump as she yelled. His heart hammered with the possibility of a threat. But no, no, it was just one seven year old's giant voice! "No, no Miss Denaker, I wou-I wouldn't accept inhumanely sourced ingredients. No, absolutely not. These turtles were found after their death." He knew because of his research. "I know the shells are safe to use because of post-mortem testing," he added.
The seven year old nodded that same very exaggerated way that teen Hadley often did; more like a bobblehead than a human girl. "It was grape!" She punctuated that with another nod of the head and leaned forward to try and see into the cauldron. "They told me it was just juice, but I know it wasn't because it tasted a little funny and that was the only thing I drank." Therefore they had to have given her the potion in the juice, right?
"REALLY!?" Haddie squealed. Her excitement was almost palpable as she bounced up and down a bit and then looked at the unicorn horn. Wow! A real unicorn horn! Now she could prove to Dad they were real!! "Thank you!!" She held it to her forehead and pretended to be a unicorn again.
She noticeably relaxed when he explained that he did not in fact kill them, but had already died naturally. "Good," she told him. Yep. "That means I can still like you!" So it was a very good thing. She continued to play with the horn a bit, humming softly to herself a tune she was making up on the fly. After a minute, Haddie looked up at Newton, brow scrunched up. "What does post-modem mean?"
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SPOILER!!: Hady
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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy
Hady shifted her attention to her parchment checking the next step in her potion making. It didn't matter that she already knew every step by heart for one could never be to sure and it didn't hurt to double check anyhow. "I must admit it's not the part I'm looking forward to either but it's necessary so it'll be done." That seemed to be one of the parts most people didn't look forward to and honestly it was a part she didn't fully get the reasoning for. However she would get through it just like with anything else.
Moving onto the next step the teenager was quiet for several long moments making sure everything had been worked through properly. When she had a free moment she glanced up at the older man. "No Sir, I'm simply working through whatever Professor Ichihara feels I need to. Maybe when the time gets closer she'll offer me a date for the transformation." A date would be really nice. Something solid to look forward.
Onto the next step.
Art nodded "You have the right spirit there," he said, admiring her and, of course, Mr Paton in their dedication throughout the past couple of years.
"If uhh if I can offer any assistance to your... your studies, please let me know. I look forward to seeing what you transform into! Are there any clues or... anything?" he asked. He had never known whether there were hints along the way with what someone could turn into, or whether it was a complete surprise. It was all just phenomenal to him, even though he had been part of the Magical world for much longer than he hadn't, it still amazed him just how many things were so unique and interesting. He was a sponge, wanting all of the information, even now!
SPOILER!!: Haddie
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Originally Posted by Callie
The seven year old nodded that same very exaggerated way that teen Hadley often did; more like a bobblehead than a human girl. "It was grape!" She punctuated that with another nod of the head and leaned forward to try and see into the cauldron. "They told me it was just juice, but I know it wasn't because it tasted a little funny and that was the only thing I drank." Therefore they had to have given her the potion in the juice, right?
"REALLY!?" Haddie squealed. Her excitement was almost palpable as she bounced up and down a bit and then looked at the unicorn horn. Wow! A real unicorn horn! Now she could prove to Dad they were real!! "Thank you!!" She held it to her forehead and pretended to be a unicorn again.
She noticeably relaxed when he explained that he did not in fact kill them, but had already died naturally. "Good," she told him. Yep. "That means I can still like you!" So it was a very good thing. She continued to play with the horn a bit, humming softly to herself a tune she was making up on the fly. After a minute, Haddie looked up at Newton, brow scrunched up. "What does post-modem mean?"
Art stopped what he was doing. Was that why it hadn't worked? He went to his stores and got a dose of the antidote and gave it to her. "Try this Miss Denaker," he said gently, hoping the unicorn horn would be enough to entice her.
He chuckled again at her pretend play. The eyes of a seven year old, so innocent and fun. "Of course," he said, nodding. "You're very welcome Miss Denaker."
His eyebrows went up and the man smiled "Well I'm glad to hear that!" he said, in emphasised tones. Although this had started off as a disaster, he was having a very good afternoon with this young lady. It had been so long since he was around muggles who were discovering the wonders of Hogwarts and magic this closely. By the time first year muggle borns got to the school, they had already discovered quite a few things. But this young girl was discovering things in front of him! It was marvelous. Post modem? "Ohh Post mortem. It's... well it just means after death. The... the people who prepare the shells do testing on the turtle to make sure its death wasn't caused by something that would.. would harm the ingredient." Because nobody wanted to use a shell from a turtle who had died of a raging infection.
OOC: It's totally up to you if you want her to have the potion, and if the potion works on her.
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Art nodded "You have the right spirit there," he said, admiring her and, of course, Mr Paton in their dedication throughout the past couple of years.
"If uhh if I can offer any assistance to your... your studies, please let me know. I look forward to seeing what you transform into! Are there any clues or... anything?" he asked. He had never known whether there were hints along the way with what someone could turn into, or whether it was a complete surprise. It was all just phenomenal to him, even though he had been part of the Magical world for much longer than he hadn't, it still amazed him just how many things were so unique and interesting. He was a sponge, wanting all of the information, even now!
"I am certainly trying to keep my attention focused and my spirits up. It's a lot tougher then I had originally thought it to be but all things good in life don't come easy." Fact. FACT! If you wanted something badly enough you were going to work for it. No matter how long it took you to get it done. So far she was quickly approaching the two year mark in only a few more short months. "I doubt a leaf in ones mouth for a month is pleasant but at the same time it could be far worse."
Shifting her focus back onto her potion making for a minute or two the girl fell silent. She wasn't at all being rude just paying attention. Once Hady knew her current potion was stable she looked back at Art and gave him a smile. "Thank you Sir, I will come to you if I need any assistance." Just the offer of it was making her smile. Now that herself and Frankie were no long a couple she was taking this head on by herself and thought it was very much doable she couldn't deny she missed working alongside the blonde. "Not exactly, no. Most of those that can cast a patronus already typically find that that form is the same as their animagi form." So yes it was a large hint but at the same time she was sort of hoping hers would be different.
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