Advanced Potion-Making - 6th and 7th Years on Potions

Professor Fawcett

February 06, 2009 11:00 PM

Advanced Potion-Making - 6th and 7th Years by Professor Fawcett

For someone who'd spent most of his adult life specializing in a relatively obscure subject, John thought the number of subjects he had taught in the past year was rather amazing. That he'd taught them more or less successfully was nothing short of miraculous; Transfiguration was one thing, but the flying assignment had seemed like a disaster waiting to get him sued. He had seriously considered whether or not it was wise to test fate by taking on a fourth subject, but he had become almost fond of his stints at the school. He was also still just a tad indebted to Myrna.

At least Potions had always been among his better practical subjects. He'd even had some opportunity to keep using what talent he had for it over the years, since Allison couldn't go within ten feet of a cauldron without...complications of the exploding kind. John would never be a master - it was a few years too late in life for him to seriously consider an attempt to become an expert on Potions as well as an expert on Magisociology - but he did not foresee any disasters. It was a state of affairs he found most congenial.

"Good afternoon, students," he said, getting the attention of any still talking. "To dispel any confusion right away, I am not Professor Schmidt demonstrating the effect of the Polyjuice Potion. I remain Professor Fawcett."

He took attendance and then began his lesson. "You are, of course, all preparing for your RATS, but I'll refrain from boring the sixth years among you with a speech on that - I trust you've all heard it before." If the seventh years in the room could not recite each teacher's speech about that verbatim by now, they had spent the past few years asleep. Which tied in rather nicely with his lesson. "Instead, the day's potion." He flicked his wand at the board, which was instantly covered in his best handwriting. Since even that was not especially good, it was the good luck of the sixth and seventh years that most of it was also in their texts.

"The Draught of Living Death is a powerful potion which, if brewed correctly, produces an extremely deep sleep. Without an antidote, it is generally impossible to wake one who has consumed this potion until its effects wear off, which - if certain determining factors are in place - can take quite a while. It's sometimes seen on the RATS because, for a RATS-level potion, it takes relatively little time to make.

"Full instructions are on page 446 of your textbook. Any of the ingredients you need - valerian root, sopophorous bean, asphodel and wormwood and so forth - are in the cabinet for your use if you don't have them with you. Working in pairs, you should come close to completing the potion in the class period. Sixth years should write a fifteen-inch essay about historical uses and ethics of use for the Draught of Living Death, while seventh years should write a minimum two and a half feet analyzing the ingredients of the potion. Begin as soon as you're ready."

OOC - You all know the drill: 200 word minimum, complete sentences, good spelling and grammar, etc. Have fun!

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Living Death sounds pretty accurate by Dalila Bastet

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Dalila Bastet

February 07, 2009 3:34 PM

Living Death sounds pretty accurate by Dalila Bastet

Why was she taking this class again? Oh, right: her mother. Her mother, whom she had only seen twice since the divorce was finalized. Once over summer to show off Layla and Paolo's new apartment in Brazil, and once to hand deliver a Christmas gift: some ancient Brazilian good luck charm that was now stashed in a drawer in her room beneath a pile of old tests.

Dalila pulled out her potions kit and cauldron only to look up, startled at the person who was talking. After months of the crazy Professor Schmidt, she had gotten used to him. But now Professor Fawcett was here? This guy was everywhere. She hadn't even though he might be Schmidt in disguise. It was a very good reason why she stopped taking Defense after 5th year; she was hopelessly clueless.

She was game for making this potion, however complicated it seemed. Dalila poked the area beneath the cauldron until a bright flame crackled there. She turned to her partner whom, she had ignored so far, with a grin. "So, how bout I chop the valerian root and you can cut the sopophorous beans? Or we can switch if you'd prefer."

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Chrissy Hollister

February 25, 2009 2:23 PM

You're a zombie? by Chrissy Hollister

Potions had always been a favorite of Chrissy's. She loved the precision of it, the intellectual growth. She always felt smarter after doing it. Any witch or wizard had the ability to do a spell, even if it took them longer or they couldn't do it as well. Potions took real intelligence. Whenever Chrissy completed a new potion correctly, she felt smarter, like her brain was more alive. Although in general, she questioned the ethics of a living death potion.

It was also a major plus that Potions was a Samantha-free zone. There was no way the little princess would touch dead animal bits and "dirty" plants now that she didn't have to.

Chrissy took a seat next to Dalila Bastet. She hadn't really spoken to Dalila, and didn't know much about her except that she was Teppenpaw's Quidditch captain. In fact, Chrissy really hadn't spoken much to anyone. She didn't find a lot of the students at Sonora especially welcoming towards her...and she blamed Samantha. It wasn't as though Chrissy cared that much about being popular and well-liked but she would have liked to have been given a chance. She was certain that being Samantha's identical twin was why she wasn't and that irritated her. They were twins but they weren't alike in any other way and Chrissy detested that Samantha's behavior and attitude was most likely being held against her . In addition to which, sharing a room with the other girl brought out Chrissy's nastier side which also couldn't possibly make her any more likable.

Having Steven as a cousin couldn't possibly help either.

"So, how bout I chop the valerian root and you can cut the sopophorous beans? Or we can switch if you'd prefer."

Chrissy returned the grin. It was the friendliest thing she'd seen towards herself here. "Oh that would be just fine. I'm Chrissy by the way." She added as she wasn't entirely sure Dalila knew her name. Or which twin she was for that matter.

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