Kimi thought long and hard about the question the professor posed and raised his hand and said "A chemical reaction is when the two sets of atoms merge together and also an example of a chemical reaction is when oxygen gets mixed with hydrogen that can cause water to be produced or hydrogen peroxide can be formed instead"

Well she wasn't right but Char was happy that her answer was apparently a good one anyway, so that was good!

Char leaned forward a little as the professor spoke again, trying really hard to focus and pay attention and not zone out.

.... it WAS a lot of talking though.


Wait....

How did you extract liquid from a demiguise? What kind of liquid? Char was curious about it but didn't see because she trusted the professor wouldn't do anything horrible to get ingredients, probably. Ooooh.... it burned? She watched the demo great interest.

And also yay for fun activities! Char examined her vials more closely now that she knew the purpose of them and thought about what to write....



Char dipped the quill in the liquid and to write. Oh Levi had passed her his parchment. Had she missed that part? Okay, she had missed that part, but it now informed her own message which she scribbled down as it occurred to her:

'this would be a fun way to send love letters!' and then she passed her parchment to Levi.

........and why was Derf vomiting? Gosh, she was missing everything right now. Too busy focusing on being amazing at potions probably!

....ahem.

But she did pause to survey if everything was under control and send a consoling smile the small boy's way before turning her attention to Levis parchment.

Char sprinkled some of the pearl dust on there, watching to see what would happen and if the reveal would be as exciting and interesting to watch as it had​ been when the professor did it....

So...an extracted substance from the demiguise... Like bone marrow? Saliva?.....Tears? There were loads of unanswered questions here. Interesting stuff, but she supposed that the Professor would get around to giving them more information once they got down to actually brewing this potion.

First, however... this exercise.

With a grunt, Olivia uncorked the phial...collecting a fresh quill to use for this experiment. It wouldn't do to have residual ink mucking up the chemical reaction. Science... Gosh, this was such a Ravenclaw thing to be doing. At the thought of Ravenclaws, she sought out Rooney Bronwyn's face, because... Well, he was the most Ravenclaw of all the Ravenclaws, and she just so happened to be in love with him. Liv wouldn't devote this to their love, though. They had enough things speaking to the power of that... For just a moment, she glanced at her hand. It still surprised her to see the bit of jewelry there. Surprised, and scared her....... But that was for thinking about later.

After a few moments of thought, she carefully drew out a Disney movie title. The one that summed up her love affair with one, Rooney A. Bronwyn.

Beauty and the Beast.

Uncorking the second phial, she tilted it slightly over the slowly drying ink, tapping out the dusty substance. When it all burned away...she waited for further instructions... because... was that it? Whut?

"Science, Professor." As the Lion!lady just been thinking a moment before. "It's like Floo powder and fire. It's magical, yes...but also chemical, on some level."

SPOILER!!: Abey!

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Emmeline seemed to be on board with the idea, so that was good! Abey smiled and took part in the shuffling of parchments, but it wasn't until he was sat there, looking down at Emmeline's apparently blank parchment that something else occurred to him. Uh......

Oh.

Well... may as well... actually go through the motions?

Taking a pinch of the dust, Abey sprinkled it over the entire parchment, biting his lip as he waited for something to appear, and hoping it wasn't anything too complicated or something actually. Of course, as it turned out, his attention was grabbed by something else before he could start to try and read the message that had bloomed into view.

Because... Derf.

His head snapping up at the sound of... uh... that, Abey took only a second to realise what was going on. Letting out a strangled cry, he quickly leapt up out of his seat, sending it clattering to the ground in his urgency, and darted in Derf's direction too.

"Is he okay?!" Abey asked urgently, his voice wavering so very noticeably in his upset, and tears already springing to his eyes. STUPID question; Derf wasn't okay, and Abey had been able to tell for a good few minutes. He wanted to give his villain a HUG or something, but he was too scared to even try and reach for the other boy's hand, in case he made things worse. Typically, the tears had started falling, because of course they had.

............ Her upset!ickle senses were tingling. Not that they'd have to be tingling for her to make out the broken sobbing amongst the dull roar of her peers. Eyes searching out a smol, upset face, Olivia was surprised to see that it was Abey. Sure, Derf, had gotten sick off the substance he'd so foolishly taste-tested...but this response... Well, who didn't know that the two Second Years were best friends? And given Abey's trauma from the previous term...

Had Professor Canterbury not heard the crying?

Not wanting to add to all the chaos surround the small Lion, as many others were already aiding him, Liv pulled a spare bit of parchment and began drawing out his name in pretty calligraphy, Abraham Botros Jr. After a few quick moments, the blonde added a little note of "Would you like to have tea after class? Derf and Jessa can come, too. - Olivia"

Neatly folding up the sketch and note into a small origami butterfly, she animated it to fly (and land) just in front of him on his workstation surface; where the wings continued to flutter and beat. So he could open it whenever he was ready. No rushing.

But....why....was.....????

How on Earth had Rooney even missed what was going on in the classroom to the point that when he looked up from his parchment there was PUKE and pandemonium. He looked between Derf and Jessa and the Professor and then he looked to the sound that drew his attention from it. That was the crying of little Abey. Panic flashed over the face of the Head Boy and he went to step in that direction and encourage the younger boy that he would leave with him if he wanted that time out from everything happening in the room. However, the whole energy of everything happening was a little too much for Roo to want to get involved with and so he stayed at his bench, ready to step in if really necessary.

This was all a whole lot of wow for poor Professor Canterbury, honestly. And that Hufflepuff kid needed to get some stomach settlers in his system or just not eat before he came to class.

Did it smell of sick in here still? Or was the scent just stuck in his nose?

There clearly was a lot happening right now and the last time Rooney had been in a situation with this much going on, it was time that he didn't want to be revisiting. So he took a deep breath, focused on the parchment he was dealing with and began to hum the first song he had been learning for Miss Phyllis' show. Had to get ahead if he was going to be perfect for taking the stage with his idol in two years. As he went back to the doodle he had been working on, he tried to remember what part of the parchment he had drawn out a stage and a spotlight. Not so much a doodle, but it was all just simple lines and something that he etched out on more than a daily basis.

He hoped that he had the positioning right, and started to sculpt the words 'Keep me where the light is' underneath the bottom of the stage. Words he wanted to live by and was trying his hardest to right now. Roo looked up at the question from the Professor and raised his hand. "The older kids at my Muggle drama camp a few years ago made this black snake thing one day in our science experiment workshop. I think it was baking soda, spirit and sugar? On a plate of sand. Was pretty cool."

This was Hogwarts. Maxton was only in his second year, but he knew this place well enough by now to know that things never went without some craziness and drama. Some kid had puked everywhere and the Professor had nearly slipped in it and it'd taken everything he had to not bust out laughing.

Giggling quietly to himself, he sprinkled his pearl dust on Daisy's note and watched the chemical reaction take place.

THE CANONS STINK AND SO DOES MAXTON.

How very rude!

He was about to retort but learning was more important, hmph.

"Chemical reactions happen right here in our tummy," Maxton said, rubbing his own. "We eat food and a chemical reaction turns it into energy for us."


Perhaps not the best example when a kid had just puked and the smell was still lingering but oh well.

Potions wasn't necessarily Harriet's best subject. But she tried. she did really try. And she did also get pretty distracted. But she still enjoyed the lesson. Though she did want to brew actual potions, not really mess around with invisible ink. It wasn't the most useful thing in the world. Really. When was she really going to use invisible ink in her future? But she would try. Because it did seem pretty interesting.

The blonde was quiet as she thought of a message to write. The ink did interest her a little, and she wondered how it was invisible. Finally, she just wrote down her name on the piece of parchment in the ink. That would do. Nice and simple. Oh. another question. Hattie paused, thinking about the question before she moved onto the next bit of the task. Oh. Chemicals.

"Uh... I believe iron rusting is a chemical reaction" The blonde murmured, her one hand in the air, as her other sprinkled the pearl dust on her message, revealing it. Okay. That was pretty cool.

Teddy smoothed out the parchment in front of her. She looked around. Everyone seemed to have someone to write something to, but she didn't. She dipped her quill into the clear liquid and neatly wrote down the invisible something down the middle of the parchment.

Instead of pouring it straight from the vial, Teddy poured some of the pearl dust onto her palm and lightly blew it onto the parchment.

Then the burned out phrase came to view.

THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE

The chaos erupting in the dark and cool dungeon was unsurprising, but the quickness in which it all occurred? that was what had Aslan's naturally unruly eyebrows running for her hairline. There was puke and the stench of it, having no windows or cracks to escape from was overpoweringly disgusting.

Aslan blanched, her hand covering her mouth as her dark eyes sought the form of the Professor, watching closely as she told off Derfael and Jessa for their curious, but ill-timed adventures in taste-testing, but left the clean up to Levi Kenning and a Hufflepuff she didn't know the name of. With a quick wave of hr unearthed wand, Aslan evaporated the scent from her work station and attempted to remember what Professor Canterbury ha been saying before the sick- and the telling off- and the crying Abey-

Oh, he was crying.

Big Hearted. Teal and purple, she hadn't been very conscious of... things in general last term, but the fear had stuck with her along with a worry she had never voiced. She looked on with sympathy and yet, for now, the Gryffindor kept her mouth shut.

..........


Oh right, Demiguise.

Right.

Aslan rested her face in her palm. her notes, despite her forgetfulness, were quite full with the professor's instructions. She blinked her vision clear and quietly began to read. Quite sudden;y, Aslan tutted aloud. Invisibility Potion was not at all something she was unfamiliar with the creating and brewing of. It was no wonder she had allowed her mind to slip away and visit more interesting realms of thought, for this was neither challenging nor new. She was becoming more and more frustrated, the terms before had been mildly interesting but of late she'd found herself less and less engaged.

She wanted theory. She wanted complicated, a puzzle she couldn't cut through with a dull blade.

Would it be like this even at University? Would she constantly find herself bored even with her favorite subjects? Aslan spent so much time musing on the fallings of academia that when she finally did look up again it was with only half a clue as to what they were supposed to be doing.

She read again.

Tincture-
demiguise essence-
invisibility-
pearl powder-

Invisibility potion. Passing notes.

Aslan flicked her wand, the magic smoothing out her yellowed parchment until it was stiff as a board (and light as a feather). That having been down, she did as the others had and dipped her simple black quill into the clear solvent. She paused, dark gaze on following each little drop of clear liquid as it fell with a tiny splash onto the parchment.

She drew a long, spiraling swirl and added therein a few tiny stars and a little sliver of a crescent moon to entertain herself. Aslan glanced to her side. One of the Peale's was sitting by her and seemed as unoccupied as Aslan. the Gryffindor slipped her the note.

There, see? she could be involved.

Théo did not care who read his note since he was the one who asked. But Abey's plan was pretty good so he was more than okay going along with it. He nodded and took Abey's note and sprinkled his pearl dust on the message and it took him a second or two. But he got it. It was Abey's initials. Guess it did work. Cool. It was only reinforced when Emmeline rad his huh." Nope that was it" Cool. He was all ready to move on when all of a sudden someone threw up and it was Derf throwing up on Jessa?????

WHAT HAPPENED.

Uh and now everything was crazy. Abey was crying and well. Théo did not know if Derf was okay so he was just sitting there looking around.

Uh....

Seemed like everything got sorted. He guessed.

Was Derf okay, was Abey okay. Even though Théo believed Daisy Carden. So he had to be right?

He wasnt going to answer the next question because besides not knowing the answer. He was still trying to process what just happened and was that a note in from of Abey.

Olivia proceeded to sprinkle the dust onto her paper as the Professr had instructed. Her message appeared clearly and she smiled. Not too shabby.

At the mention of chemical reaction, she perked up a little. Chemical reaction? She had remembered her brother, Simon, getting very excited about this. What had he said exactly? A mechanism involving the exchange of electrons and the breaking and making of bonds? Something like that, right?

"A chemical reaction is a process hat involves the conversion of a substance to another through molecular interactions. An example of this can be the decomposition of hydrogen peroxide. My brother's has a contact lens case that uses this reaction to clean his contacts every night." Though it was a very low percentage of hydrogen peroxide used in this reaction. Too much would be a problem.

What even was this lesson right now?

Junia cringed at the sight of Derf vomiting, her own stomach turning as she turned away from the sight and focused on her parchment. She would not puke. It was unattractive, it smelled, and then everyone would remember her as the girl who tossed her crumpets during potions and she was NOT that girl. Instead she took a few slow, deep breaths. That seemed to help.

Another thing was that people who were not her were comforting Abey. HER Abey. She should be happy about it, right? It was good that he had older students looking out for him, but it made Junia feel terribly useless. If she wasn't able to look after her cousin, what even was she around for? That was her job. She'd promised she'd take care of him and now other people wanted to do that instead. It made her terribly uneasy. So much so that she ignored the question about chemical reactions-something she didn't know much about anyhow-and peppered out the pearl dust over her message.

Family is what's most important.

There it was, her message. Funny how it seemed like a taunting one now.

When it came to knowledge, Katherine could turn cold-blooded and that was the case currently: she trusted professor's word that the demiguises hadn't suffered, and that was it. No more questions. However, she was curious about the whole 'demiguise' liquid too. What type of liquid was this? She raised her hand.

"Could you define the 'liquid', professor?" And it also bothered her slightly that everything in this potion seemed to be related to the demiguise somehow. Surely there were other ingredients? Granted, they hadn't even learned about the potion itself yet, but...

Anyway, the task was pretty straightforward and she complied: She wrote down 'A note' on the parchment with the clear liquid, and then proceeded to sprinkle some pearl dust on it. This all seemed pretty cool, but the real question was: Would they be able to take some of this to their dormitories?

Anyway, okay, there was PUKE and puke was BAD and she had a really really sensitive nose - but she immediately brought out her small bottle of perfume and applied it on her wrist in abundance. Better to die in flower smells instead of puke!

"A chemical reaction is when two or more different materials interact with each other on molecular or atomic scale, and they form a new type of material which may or may not carry the characteristics of the original materials. An example to this is gold ore processing: Gold ore is treated with Sodium-cyanide,
and it is possible to obtain pure gold in the end."

Was puke gone yet?

Teddy was quite oblivious to everything happening around her, even the puke smell that was circling the room. Her quill was just going in circles around the phrase she had written before with a few squiggles here and there. However, she did notice the piece of parchment that was nudged her way.

Her dark brown eyes studied the girl next to her. She knew her to be quiet and distant from everybody else, but also....unfriendly. Nevertheless, Teddy slid her paper towards her.

She sprinkled pearl dust on the girl's parchment watching the crescent appear. This would look nicely on a t-shirt...

Aurora sprinkled the pearl dust over her parchment and the quote by Albert Einstein that she had written came into view. It shined and glowed - in a way that she hoped wasn't burning her paper, It would be bad if she burned the school down! Wait, the castle is made of stone. Good. So maybe she'd just burn a few desks.

She answered the teacher's question aloud, "Almost everything in the natural world is some kind of chemical reaction. Two gasses mix and you get air or water; you mix oil, eggs, and flour and you get a cake. The heat from the oven causes a chemical reaction that bakes it. My sister is a squib and she has to go to a dermatologist for her acne and the tetracycline the muggle doctor gives her makes a chemical reaction in her skin that makes her smell like garlic. And, yeah, it kind of cleaned up her face."

And the drama continued. Shay was almost afraid to imagine what might happen next. It was getting harder to concentrate on what the professor was saying, but she did her best. When the next question came along, the sixth year listened to the first few answers before chiming in. Since there had already been several detailed answers about what a chemical reaction was, she decided to provide an example.

Shay raised her hand and then began to speak. "One example of a chemical reaction occurs in baking. When you mix baking powder with a liquid, like milk or water, they make carbon dioxide bubbles. That makes your bread or cake rise." Shay recalled one disastrous attempt when she had forgotten to add baking powder to her batter. It did not end well.

Potions wasn't his specialty. It was a Levi accomplishment; one of them. That's how he always thought it. It went along with friendships forged, and adventures acquired. He moved about the social spectrum with ease. If he didn't know any better, Declan would say Levi had some kind of supernatural knack to attracting people towards him.

That, or it was his inherited good looks. Declan always thought he looked a lot like his mother.

There was an opportunity present in this lesson, despite the vomit and the sickening smell wafting from it. Declan picked up his quill after glancing away from whatever Derfael had decided to bring up. He set it on his parchment and wrote as neatly as he could without being able to see his own handwriting.

You're still my brother. If I am wrong, tell me.

A tap of his wand on parchment and it became a small bird. The paper animal took flight and fluttered around the students' head before easing on top of Levi's head.

"Do the thing!" he called out to his brother leaning back on his chair. Declan lazily brought one hand up and sprinkled a visible nothing on the desk.

Etta looked concerned when she noticed Derf vomiting. What was he even doing? She considered going up to him to make sure he was okay but he was surrounded by people and the professor seemed to have dealt with the situation already. She said he was fine which was a relief. Seriously, though. Shaking her head, she turned towards her desk once again. As per instructions, she sprinkled the pearl dust on the parchment.. and slowly the words appeared. Phew.

As for the professor's question, she thought about it for a few minutes. Um. She finally raised a hand and answered. "A chemical reaction is where one or more products are converted into one or more different kinds of products that may or may not retain the properties of the original products. Example.... uh.. isn't photosynthesis a chemical reaction?"

Brent cast a glance at the first vial which held the liquid extracted from the demiguise. His gaze then changed to the second vial, which apparently held pearl dust. He felt his eyebrows raise in wonder when the professor mentioned the burning sensation. Hmm...he didn't know what to think about this potion, but he guessed he was about to find out.

He turned his attention to the parchment, quill, and vials in front of him. This part of the lesson seemed cool, even though he wasn't quite sure what they were getting at. Brent collected the vial of clear liquid then set about writing his message. It said:

Thank Merlin I don't have to take Arithmancy this term.

It was just something random that came to mind at the last second. He closed the first vial then reached for the second one. Opening it, he took a pinch of the mixture and tossed it onto his parchment, being careful not to spill the dust everywhere. His message now read:

Thank Merlin I don't have to take Arithmancy this term. Well, now that was pretty cool...



Ewww...

Somebody had thrown up? Disgusting. Derf...duuuude. What was going on? Brent tried not to look in that direction, because even though he was a guy, he still felt like he had a weak stomach when somebody puked everywhere.

Anyway...

So now they were delving into Muggle chemistry, and Brent slowly felt his brain cells dying a slow and painful death. He had been taught this before, but it had been a while back. Slowly, he raised his hand. "Isn't it when you change what something is made of?" he asked. "It's pretty much creating something else entirely."

Also, he really wished he hadn't come to class quite so close to being late. Kane and Skylar had gotten to sit together...

One minute everything was all fine - other than two kids taste sampling the vials (WHO DID THAT, SERIOUSLY?). And the next, Skylar was staring in horror as one of the kids, Derf, start vomiting all over the table and floor and other girl. Um. Um. The fourth year automatically shut her eyes to keep herself together, and it seemed as though other people were starting take care of it, which was completely fine by her. She was fine with cleaning up spit-up from her younger siblings, but chunks of whatever, from teenagers, was completely different.

And it smelled weird.

Distracting herself, she sprinkled pearl dust on her parchment, as the words she'd written earlier appeared on her paper: Slytherin is the best house. It certainly was, given that at least they didn't go around taste-testing unknown samples.

Oh, and the Professor had asked about chemical reactions. Um, can someone explain to her, HOW her peers knew so much about muggle chemical reactions? Did they all have private tutors for HIGH SCHOOL level muggle classes?? She did know something though.

"The fire burning is a chemical reaction," Skylar said simply, noticing a flowery smell nearby (Katherine's perfume she sprayed)

Katy turned her parchment this way and that to study the reaction on her paper. Interesting. Very interesting. She flickered a grin at Oliver without comment, since she was busy taking in what the professor was explaining next. And also wondering how it was that people weren't enthralled in the lesson. Why was someone bothering to vomit at a time like this?

It could be so much grosser. Didn't he know?

"Professor, chemical reactions are standard and predictable ways that multiple elements interact to create something different. No matter how many times you combine your ingredients, the reaction will be the same. I mean, technically, every potion we brew is a chemical reaction."

A small groan might have escaped Sam as she realised the invisibility they were working on was just ink, and nothing more spectacular. Sure, it was cool to be able to brew it yourself, but it wasn't that expensive to buy if you were that concerned about hiding your writing. But then, why write it down at all? There were other, safer, ways of communicating secrets.

Regardless, Sam picked up her quill and dipped it carefully in the clear solution. She quickly realised a downside to this stuff as she started writing; she couldn't see where she'd been. Given her scruffy handwriting, her plans to write something quickly became a handful of doodled stars across the top of the page.

She'd been about to reveal it when the chaos happened on the other side of the room, and she figured it was probably best to ignore it. She had OWLs to pass later this year! Talking of which, she'd been going over reactions as part of her revision.

"It's the change of one fing into anuvver...a bit like transfiguration, but at a much smalleh level, between atoms."

.....................

You know that feeling when you were sick and throwing up helped made you feel better ish? That was NOT the case right now because there wasn't anything in his tummy to make him feel sick really. That tiiiiiiiiny bit of powdered pearl couldn't do much to him. After all...pearls were made by shelled mollusks mostly and all natural so...like the professor kept reiterating, perfectly safe.

But the images playing his his head could not be calmed right now, although the voices of a few of his classmates - Emmeline, Jessa, and Abey specifically, did help him pull out of the darkness plaguing his fragile second year mind and heart a little. Levi's hand on his shoulder gave him a bit of a fright and thus jumped under the older boy's touch. "....maybe," he managed to squeak out, feeling all sorts of tingly from Levi's hand and the sincerity oozing from it and causing his pale cheeks to flush eeever so slightly. His blue eyes slowly shifted to Emmeline and swallowed before answering her question. "Had a bad daydream..." he offered up in explanation.

Needless to say, any mention of point loss and detention went in one ear and out the other - those were hardly important things to be afraid of after what they all had experienced last year - the second year's head snapped up when he heard Abey's voice. Which, no offense to everyone else who was being incredibly kind and compassionate right now to both himself and Abey (BUT HOLY FLAMING SALANDERS DAISY HAD SEEN HIM THROW UP HOW MORTIFYING!) but his Gryffindor was kind of sort of SUPER important right now.

And seeing Abey cry because of him. NOOOOOOOOOOO! Although a bit wobbly, Derf closed the gap between them and gave his fellow second year a lopsided but SINCERE and SINCERELY TIGHT hug. "I'msortofokay," he promised. Squishing Abey a bit more tightly, Derf hobbled them around on the spot in a slow circular fashion so he was facing the professor and Abey's back to her. "I-I don't need the Healer, profes-ss-sor," he noding weakly. "jus-st.....water?"

And maybe permission to eat one of the chocolate frogs in his pocket to get the taste out of his mouth.

As for chemical reactions...that was not something he was well versed in. At all. But several of his classmates seemed to know quite a bit so he was inclined to simply nod his head (inside his head because more nodding made him feel dizzy and queasy) at their answers.

He probably should let go of Abey and go back to his seat now, right? Right. In...just another few moments.

Okay. Now he was letting go...and, after giving Abey a small reassuring smile, he returned to his seat with Jessa. "Not right now," he said, shaking his head at the idea of a walk. "......I'msorryIthrewuponyou."

This was actually fun and Eddie was looking at his blank paper with a big smirk on his face. He knew what it said and it made him almost laugh aloud because one day it would be true. For now, though he would just keep this one to himself. Though he did enjoy this ink, so placing his quill into it again he wrote a few more words on the parchment. Thank Merlin these were just for him...

Until they weren't....


He forgot they had to use this other stuff to make it visible. UGH, no he didn't want to show his message or at least a few of the things on there. Sighing a bit he grabbed the vial and put some of the dust on the middle where he had written his first thing. Lord Eddie came into view and he couldn't help but smirk.

It looked even better when you could actually see it.

So no Demiguise were harmed in the making of this stuff. That was good news, unless she had already found one that was deceased. When she heard Hadley's comment she snickered. The idea seemed pretty ridiculous to her. "Maybe its milk?" she mumbled, holding the vial up to look at it. She could totally see that, and not just because she had lived on a farm since she was five.

Oh, so they were supposed to go ahead and sprinkle the dust onto their parchment? Okay then. Pouring some of the vial's contents onto the paper, and flashed, and revealed a misshapen star. "Cool," she said in amazement at what had just happened. "Professor?" she said raising her hand, "Will it still work if it dries?" She frowned, looking at the bottle, "And isn't there some spell that can be used to reveal invisible writing?"

Using the Tincture she scribble on her parchment while she thought about the question posed to the class. Then of course, she poured way more than she needed onto it causing more shapes to appear. Finally she raised her hand "Um, don't chemical reactions happen in baking all the time? Like when you pour yeast into warm water and sugar for making bread? It makes a gas that causes the dough to rise. So I guess a Chemical reaction is when two or more things combine to cause well... a reaction. I mean, like they cause something to happen, unlike say, pouring food coloring into water." That all made sense, right?

Abraham Botros Jr. was crying and Daisy was suddenly there crouching next to the younger boy, but Levi was mostly was using his empty hand to use his tie to protect his nose from the smell of sick. It took him a few seconds for the professor's words to fully register and when they did, the boy blinked, a few times. Why hadn't she just taken care of the whole thing? And why did he have to suddenly become Charms professor for a first year?

Hogwarts could be so puzzling.

"A chemical reaction is," He said, referring to her question, letting his tie drop and fishing out his wand, "frying an egg."

He blinked down at the boy, but gave his shoulder a slight squeeze before letting go. "I hope your regular dreams aren't quite like this, Derfael." Levi spoke from experience. And if they were, he could always recommend the boy sleeping potions with varying degrees of effectiveness. He turned to look at the Gryffindor first year, his apparently temporary student, and explained, "We could use Scourgify but that'd mean soap bubbles," which would cause a bigger mess, exactly the opposite of what was needed, "So we'll use Evanesco instead. Point your wand at your target and say it and mean it--" What was her name? "--Miss Sparkes." According to Professor Canterbury, anyway.

The Ravenclaw girl next to Derf whose surname appeared to be Cambridge had cleaned what was on the floor. So Levi merely pointed his wand at the table and cleaned what was left, leaving only a very small spot for Emmeline Sparkes to take care of.

The sixth year walked back to his desk at the same time Declan hit him with a birdy, drawing his attention. He captured the birdy, and as he slid back on his seat next to Kettleburn, shot his brother a look over his shoulder that only had a slight touch of irritation to it. It was enough. It'd been so long, sometimes he forgot what they'd been fighting about on the first place; but then he went to bed at night and remembered.

A frown creased his forehead, and the corner of his lips turned down, momentarily. He sprinkled the dust on Kettleburn's note and Declan's, and set down to write his replies.

To Kettleburn he wrote and sent, Scandalous and shocking. Henry will be pleased, I'm sure.

To Declan he wrote but did not send back, Yes and yes.

Levi stuffed it in his pocket, shot Declan another look over his shoulder. Later.