Professor Fawcett
November 12, 2011 12:32 PM
Lesson I for Beginners (1st and 2nd Years) by Professor Fawcett
The classroom where Potions classes were held was spacious and well-ventilated for obvious reasons, and placed adjacent to the hospital wing for almost equally clear ones. Now, at the beginning of the year, it was also as close to keeping paper to a minimum – just three cases of Potions texts and periodicals at the front of the room, and the one by the door had its top occupied by a stacked set of wire baskets for the three class groups to hand in assignments and a box of tissues – as logic would dictate and a former Aladren of the classic type could help, but John didn’t expect that to last long. It never seemed to, somehow, particularly around his desk and, to a lesser extent, the smaller, lower table at its right.Happily, there was a generous space between his desk and the first of the student seats, all two-person tables taller than normal desks, with stools instead of chairs and surfaces treated with potions and then charmed against flammability. John had checked the continued effectiveness of those himself, repeatedly, before the year began, and would periodically through the rest of it. Fires were not on the list of things he wished to deal with this year, and were one of the ones he was more capable of preventing. At the back of the room, there was a door leading to the storeroom shared with the hospital wing, a set of spickets(with basins underneath; routinely drying puddles was another thing he did not wish to do and could largely prevent) for water, and a pair of large black cabinets, one holding supplies the students might not have or have enough of, one empty for the moment.
There was little else in the room besides two long rows of posters portraying famous potioneers along the walls which did not contain the blackboard and the supplies in the back. Student projects might begin to accumulate here and there as the semester progressed – certainly the empty cabinet would be used at some point to hold long-term potions from the Advanced class – but on the first day of classes, the room was as neat as it would ever be.
A few of the posters were murmuring about it, too. John chose to ignore them.
Once the class had been gathered in and the door closed with the ringing of the bell, he stood before the first and second years, feeling somewhat taller even than usual in front of those who generally included the school’s smallest students. “Good morning,” he said. “I am, for those who do not know me, Professor Fawcett, your Potions instructor.” He opened a red folder and removed a sheet of paper. “Please answer when I call your name from the roll.”
He finished that, getting through all the new first years’ names without emphasizing or, he thought, badly mispronouncing any of them, and then waved his wand, causing a packet of papers to go to each student. The second years would know what it was, but he explained for the benefit of the new students. “This is your syllabus. I suggest you keep it somewhere safe, somewhere you will be able to refer to it regularly, because you have before you what we are – unless I tell you otherwise – to study each class period until midterm, along with descriptions of your major assignments.” The projects they would work on this year paled in comparison with what lay ahead of the Advanced class, but they would be taken seriously nevertheless.
“I would also like to draw your attention to the section entitled ‘Classroom Rules and Procedures.’ You are going to be interacting with dangerous materials in this class, as has every class I have taught this subject to, and I do not intend for this to be the first class in which there is serious injury. If you are having difficulty, I am prepared to work with you to find a solution, but if you cause trouble in my classroom, I assure you, I will see to it that you are punished to the fullest extent allowable.”
He smiled then. “If you do not cause trouble, however, we can get along very well, and you may have an informative and, I hope, enjoyable experience in Potions. Now. Everyone take out your textbooks.”
He rearranged his syllabi every year, tinkering and adjusting, experimenting with different ideas and bits of educational theory in the half-conscious hope that he would eventually discover the ideal way to organize each level and perhaps come to be considered something of an authority on the subject. This year, he was taking the tact of beginning the class on a bit of a challenging note – not too much, not out of their league, but something that wouldn’t bore the second years to tears and which they could all have a use for. It would, if his recollections of being eleven were anything to go by – he was technically, he supposed, a half-blood, but had been a good bit older than these children when he finally found out his mother was a witch; sometimes, he thought that she really had convinced herself that her five years as a Muggleborn Crotalus had never happened until he and Carlene both turned out to have magic – hook the Muggleborns, and even the pureblooded children might want to send images of their new classmates and school and themselves home to Mother and Father and whatever other family they were particularly close or obliged to.
“Muggle photographs, as you may or may not know, are generally stationary – that is to say, the images in them do not move.” He said ‘generally’ because he had just enough contact with the Muggle world to know they were starting to do some interesting things with portraiture, and he would rather not be corrected by the Muggleborn version of Mr. Melcher on the first day of class. “In the magical world, however, they do, something which is accomplished through the use of a specific potion during the development of the photographs. This is what you will work on today.”
He tapped the board with his wand, and a list of instructions appeared, printed rather than in his handwriting to give the students every sliver of advantage. “This potion requires considerable attention to detail, so feel free to group yourselves between years for it if you wish. Take care with your counting and your crushing, and to add each ingredient in the proper order.” One of the good things about this potion was that it was not very volatile even if it went wrong in most ways, but he saw no need to tell them that just yet. "The ingredients are eight cups of water, seven powdered shrivelfig pits - you'll need to crush them yourselves - two boiled murtlap leaves, thirty-two crushed fairy eggs, five hippocampus scales, and one unicorn tail hair. It is a long list of ingredients, but the potion itself is not complex. Just be very sure to fully crush the shrivelfig pits, count the fairy eggs, and stir the correct number of times after putting in the unicorn tail hair. You may work together in class, but I expect your homework short answer assignments, from the syllabus, to be done individually. You may begin."
OOC: Welcome, all, to Term 15 Potions! Standard posting rules apply: 200 words minimum, no writing for other characters, decent spelling and grammar, and keep your part of the story realistic. That said, have fun!
Subthreads: Pictures of You by David Kim [Aladren] with Brianna Japos (Crotalus), David
Say Cheese! by Shiloh Romano [Crotalus] with Cepheus Princeton - Crotalus, Shiloh, Cepheus Princeton
I think I can, I think I can by Katrina (Kitty) McLevy - Aladren with Waverly Canterbury - Pecari, Kitty
... by Angel Shield - Teppenpaw with Valerie Lennox, Crotalus, Angel
Picture Perfect by Gareth Whitebriar - Crotalus with Alicia Bauer, Gareth
A resolution of contradictory reports by Theresa Carey with Arabella Brockert, Pecari, Theresa
A challenge? by Nora Dobson, Aladren with Sullivan Quincy, Pecari
Pictures!! by Jhonice Trevear - Pecari with Thaddeus Pierce II
Not a total beginner anymore. by Mellie Goodwin, Pecari with Michael Grosvenor, Teppenpaw
Beginning in Beginning Potions by Alexandra Devereux, Crotalus
Caring would help...but it would also take effort by Paul Bennett, Crotalus with Linus Macaulay
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Professor Fawcett
Lesson I for Beginners (1st and 2nd Years)
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Katrina (Kitty) McLevy - Aladren
November 13, 2011 4:16 PM
I think I can, I think I can by Katrina (Kitty) McLevy - Aladren
There were many wonderful and fantastical things the magical world had to offer, as Kitty was willing to attest to anyone who would listen (among family of course, never to outsiders, she could keep a secret). But Potions…Potions were pure evilness incarnate. Last term Kitty had managed to pass the class only because her every written assignment was perfect. But, she managed to botch every single potion she’d attempted last year.A gusty sigh escaped the normally excitable young girl as she trudged into the Potions classroom for another year of ruined potions ingredients. It was one of those subjects that students either got, or they didn’t. And when they didn’t it was usually in a big way. Kitty hoped that whoever her desk partner was they turned out to have some amazing potions skills so that they’d be able to help salvage her sure to be future disaster.
It took a small hop to get up on the stool, which seemed rather unfair to the tiny girl. She was a second year now, shouldn’t she be bigger than the first years? Sadly, she was still tiny and it was likely that Kitty wouldn’t get any taller than her mother who stood at 5’2. Genetics doomed her to being short for life, even though her dad was super tall apparently that gene skipped her entirely.
The Professor gave his lecture, and Kitty dutifully took notes, not that they’d help her in the end. No matter how detailed she was something always went awry. Not this time! This time it’s going to go right, everything will be added in the proper proportions, the turns will be turned in the right direction and nothing NOTHING is going to go wrong! Kitty amended as she stood to gather up the ingredients needed to compete the super awesome potion. She’d always wondered how the magic world got their pictures to move and she just hoped she could get the potion right because it sounded really neat.
Kitty accidentally stepped on her desk partner’s foot when she jumped off the stool. “Oh my gosh I’m sorry!” She exclaimed, hoping she hadn’t hurt them, even though she hardly weighed anything at all.
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Katrina (Kitty) McLevy - Aladren
I think I can, I think I can
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Katrina (Kitty) McLevy - Aladren
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Waverly Canterbury - Pecari
November 13, 2011 4:38 PM
Me too! Me too! by Waverly Canterbury - Pecari
Waverly bounded into potions class, excited. She remembered being this excited for every first day of school back when she attended a muggle school. But this was so much more fun! They'd be learning about magic! Waverly could hardly contain her excitement. She sat next to someone and then pulled out her pretty, special notebook, the notebook she had been saving for such a momentous occasion as this. It matched, too; it had butterflies and fairies on the cover. Her mom had given it to her for Christmas, and she liked it an awful lot.Waverly pulled out a pen and began to take notes, big green eyes watching the professor's every movement, ears soaking up everything he was saying. It was all so interesting! She had no idea that magical photographs had a whole process to make them move! That was really cool. Waverly really, really, really wanted to take pictures to send to her family. They'd love it!
This potions class was all so interesting, but at the same time seemed really simple. So they mixed ingredients and made sure to be careful and to do it all at the right time. Easy enough. Waverly nodded and finished her notes, put her pen down, and then got down off the stool. She gasped a little when her partner landed on her foot.
"Ow," she said, automatically lifting her foot. She remembered she was wearing shoes, so she put her foot back down. "It's okay," she said. So far her experience at this school hadn't been the greatest, but she wanted to change that! "I guess we'll be partners," she said, and smiled brightly. "I'm Waverly!"
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Waverly Canterbury - Pecari
Me too! Me too!
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Kitty
November 15, 2011 1:42 AM
Two’s way better than one by Kitty
“Are you sure?” Kitty asked with wide sky blue eyes, looking worriedly at Waverly. “Hi Waverly! Nice to meet you, I’m Kitty. I hope you’re good at potions.” She said with a grin. It hadn’t taken much to realize that Waverly was one of the newbies, and her introduction marked her as not one of the magic kids Uh oh, well maybe she’ll be a natural? It wasn’t too big of a stretch after all, Kitty was naturally horrible at potions, so it was safe to assume that a fellow muggleborn might be awesome at them. Oh well, she could hope right?It didn’t take very long to gather up the ingredients before returning to the table. Methodically Kitty set each ingredient on the table, glancing at Waverly after each one as if to double check that it was indeed the right ingredient. After all, stranger things had happened and it wouldn’t be the first time she grabbed the wrong thing while getting distracted by some random thought in the early stages of making a potion.
“So how do you like it here so far? Isn’t it the greatest thing ever?!” Kitty said, bouncing slightly on her stool and nearly knocking over the container of fairy eggs. Catching it just before it fell over Kitty looked down into the container at the little eggs, her normally vibrant smile fading. “Isn’t that just sad? Those could have all been baby fairies.” Sorrow tinged her high voice at the thought of the fairies that would never be. That was just another aspect of potions that Kitty disliked. It wasn’t so bad when the ingredients were scales or fur or other parts that the animal didn’t have to die to give up but some ingredients clearly ended the lives of those who lost them.
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Two’s way better than one
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Waverly
November 16, 2011 9:46 PM
That's definitely true by Waverly
Waverly liked Kitty already. To be honest, Waverly had no ideas about how to make potions, but from the sound of it, it seemed like a cooking class. From the little cooking experience she had where her mom had done most of the work, she knew she had to stick straight to the textbook. She stuck her face into the textbook, reading every word carefully. Kitty had gathered the ingredients and was placing them onto the table, glancing at her after each one. Waverly glanced from the textbook to the ingredients and back again, making sure the labels and pictures were the same. They were, so Waverly smiled encouragingly."Yeah, I love it here so far! People haven't been the nicest to me, and I think it's because my parents are muggles." She had been tempted to say humans, but magical people were humans too. "But the whole magic part is cool!" Waverly looked at the fairy eggs and she furrowed her eyebrows. "I learned that chickens can lay eggs that don't have a real chicken inside them. That's the kind that I eat and the kind my mom bakes with. She's a baker and an artist." Waverly smiled. "So maybe those aren't real baby fairy eggs, but just regular fairy eggs. The kind we cook with!" Waverly never would've thought that fairies laid eggs like chickens, but hey, anything was possible in this world! She didn't want to think that things had to die to be used as potion ingredients. At least, she wanted to not think that for as long as she could.
"Okay, so I have no idea how to boil the, uh, murtlap leaves," Waverly said. She looked at the textbook. "Do we boil them in the cauldron before everything else?" Waverly paused. "Hm. But the order is water first, and then shrivelfigs, and then boiled murtlap leaves." Confused, she looked at Kitty for guidance. "Should we ask the professor?" She looked into the cauldron. "I guess we could put water into the cauldron first. How do we light the fire?" She probably sounded like a muggle for asking, but she really had no clue. It was sad not knowing what to do in a new place where everyone else did.
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Waverly
That's definitely true
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Kitty
November 20, 2011 2:02 PM
We might need a few more by Kitty
Waverly smiled encouragingly at Kitty and she grinned back. So far, so good, now all they needed to do was actually brew the potion without blowing up the school. “Really? They’ve all been pretty nice to me. Well they’re kinda prickly sometimes but once you get past that they’re not bad.” Kitty commented. She thought over Waverly’s theory about the Fairy eggs. It hadn’t occurred to her to think if it in terms of birds, Kitty thought that fairies might be closer to insects than birds but perhaps not. “I wonder how fairies are classified. Well, they lay eggs, so they’re probably not mammals. Although they still have that human look so I’m not sure.” It was something that would require more research at some point.Waverly’s questions made Kitty bite her lip as she tried to figure out the answer without looking like she had no idea what she was doing. “Right, so for the leaves it just says that they need to be boiled, so we can boil them first, and then fish them out and add them in again at the right time.” Kitty said with a nod, it sounded reasonable to her.
“I can use a heating charm!” Really it was one of the few things Kitty could do in the potions class that didn’t end in disaster. She wasn’t half bad when it came to wand work, just potions. They didn’t need the professor’s help, it would all turn out perfectly. The power of positive thinking! Kitty thought resolutely as she went to get the water.
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Kitty
We might need a few more
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Waverly
November 27, 2011 4:28 AM
Bah! Sorry for the delay! by Waverly
Waverly was glad that her peers would soon be nicer, hopefully. She didn't want to dislike the magical people here. It was obvious already that because she didn't know anything about this world, she didn't really fit in with anyone. But it was okay. She would learn! Waverly was determined to do so."Yeah, fairies are kinda weird. I thought they were like humans, but I guess they lay eggs too?" That was a little confusing, but Waverly could look that up later. Right now they had a potion to make. Kitty said something about boiling the leaves and Waverly agreed.
"Sounds good to me!" she said with a smile, and then watched Kitty use a heating charm on the cauldron. "Nice!" she exclaimed. "I'll start crushing the shrivelfig pits to a powder, then. Do you want to boil the leaves?" She had her mortar and pestel with her, the kind that she'd been told to buy for school, and put the pits in, careful to count out seven like it was written. She began to crush them. It was a lot harder than it looked, and she wished there was some way she could just enchant the pestel to do the work for her. Ha! Maybe with magic there was a way! Smiling to herself, she continued to work.
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Waverly
Bah! Sorry for the delay!
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Kitty
November 29, 2011 8:52 PM
*Waves the apology away* It happens by Kitty
Fairies were kind of odd, and something that would require further study in the future. She remembered the little blue ones that had been let loose on the DADA class last term, the Cornish pixies which Kitty assumed were similar in being to fairies. Hmm, what are the differences between pixies and fairies? Kitty wondered. The pixies had been rather mean spirited little things, but they were still fun to try and catch. She also wondered if the little humanlike beings had their own culture, language, everything. The image of tiny fairies that had lost their wings and rode mice appeared in her mind and she smiled at the remembered story.Last term had been full of moments such as this, where the smallest thing, in this case a simple potions ingredient, led to a whole new world of thought to explore. If she studied non-stop for the next hundred years Kitty knew she wouldn’t have touched half of all there was to know about the new world that had opened up for her. For Kitty the thought wasn’t daunting, but delightful. Her curiosity would never be stated, and no matter what there would always be something new to keep her attention.
“Okay!” Kitty chirped happily as she dumped the two leaves into the caldron and poked them down into the water so they were completely submerged. Humming under her breath she stared at the water with bright blue eyes, watching as the leaves began to dance around the bubbles of boiling water. She really wasn’t sure how boiled was considered boiled enough so after about two minutes Kitty grabbed the tongs and fished the now soggy leaves out of the boiling water. “Mk, how are those shrivelfig pits coming?” Kitty asked.
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Kitty
*Waves the apology away* It happens
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Waverly
December 02, 2011 7:24 PM
Yay for understanding :) by Waverly
Waverly was cheered by Kitty's personality. Everyone else had been a little weirded out by her. She and Kitty were the kind of people that could proclaim their happiness to the world and see the good things. Well, at least that's what she got from working with Kitty so far. Waverly just liked to see the best in people, especially if they were enthusiastic about stuff.Before she knew it, all seven shrivelfig pits were powder, though there were still a few clumps she couldn't seem to crush enough. "They're coming okay!" she told her. She smiled at her partner. "You seem really good at this. Have you made potions before?" she asked, unsure if Kitty was older or not.
"Potions reminds me of cooking! My mom runs a bakery and she cooks like this all the time. Except, not with a cauldron, of course." Waverly's green eyes sparkled like they did whenever she learned a new part of magic. She still couldn't really believe she was here. "Okay! I think I'm done. Does this look okay?" She tilted her bowl towards Kitty slightly, making sure not a thing fell out. "There's a couple chunks, but I can't seem to get them all out." She didn't want to spend the whole class period grinding these shrivelfig pits.
"I'll put the powder in," Waverly volunteered. She dumped the contents into the cauldron. It reminded her of putting flour into a bowl with her mom. It kind of looked like that, only in the sense that it was powder. She felt a little proud of herself, but she had to remember that the potion wasn't done yet. "I hope this potion comes out really nicely," she smiled. "Okay, you wanna put the leaves in? What's after that again?" She looked at the board. "Thirty-two crushed fairy eggs." She nodded. "Are you going to crush them?" Thoughts of fairies were threatening to conquer Waverly's conscious. Unicorns and fairies were some of her favorite creatures from fairy tales.
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Waverly
Yay for understanding :)
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Kitty
December 07, 2011 12:34 AM
Yay for new friends! by Kitty
“Yup! I’m a second year.” Kitty chirped happily, pleased to not be brand new anymore and able to help guide the new group of younglings. Although the idea of anyone following Kitty’s lead in Potions was slightly terrifying, Kitty didn’t think they were doing too badly. Well, nothing had exploded yet, and there weren’t any noxious fumes, all in all it wasn’t a complete disaster yet. In Kitty’s mind that was pretty darn close to success, all things considered.“Really? Do you get to make all the cool cakes, and cookies and breads?” Kitty asked excitedly. She’d seen a show on TV over the break about cake decorating and some of those cakes had been rather amazing. Cakes that looked like dogs and everything, it was super cool, and if she had any skill at all when it came to cooking Kitty thought she might like to be a cake decorator when she grew up. “I bet you always had the best birthday cakes.” Kitty said wistfully.
Kitty looked at the now mostly powder. “Hmm, yeah it looks pretty good.” She agreed, it was fairly smooth and to her eyes it looked powdered. “Me too.” Kitty said with a nod. None of her potions last year had, but this was a whole new year, so things had to go better right? Plucking the soggy leaves up off the table, Kitty dropped them back into the potion and stirred while counting. “Unlike cooking the number of stirs really is important.” Kitty said wisely, not noticing that she stirred three times too many as she spoke and attempted to count at the same time.
After one year of preparing potions ingredients Kitty was use to it. She counted out thirty-two of the eggs and put them in the mortar before crushing them up. They were perhaps a bit more pulverized than crushed but Kitty thought they looked alright. “Mk, I’m going to add them now.” She said as she dumped them into the potion, which then turned a brilliant shade of yellow. “Uh oh. Um…right I don’t think it was suppose to do that.” Kitty said sheepishly as green flakes of color started to appear.
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Kitty
Yay for new friends!
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Waverly
December 09, 2011 2:14 PM
Uh...is our potion supposed to look like this? by Waverly
Waverly was glad she was working with an older student. She was only a year older, but that was still a lot older in her book. "My mom and some people who work in her shop do, but I get to watch and it's a lot of fun when she lets me put in some ingredients. Yeah, my birthday cakes were pretty good. And pretty! But my favorite thing that my mom makes is banana nut bread. And muffins. They're so good! If she sends me a box of some I'll share it with you!" She smiled happily. She couldn't wait for her mom to send her a package of goodies, even if she had to first get used to the owl system.Waverly was watched Kitty as she talked about the importance of stirring correctly, and then looked at the potion. She noticed Kitty stir one too many times, but she supposed it wouldn't harm it too much. Potions couldn't be that picky, could it?
She watched Kitty put in the eggs, and her green eyes suddenly widened as acid-green flakes started to rise out of yellow. "Uh..." She quickly went to her textbook. If worse came to worst, then she'd raise her hand and ask for help. She really did not want their potion to blow up or anything. "The potion's supposed to be purple when it's done. Maybe we should add the hippocampus scales and the unicorn tail hair and then it'll turn purple?" Waverly really hoped so.
She quickly put in the five scales and then unicorn tail hair, and counted the three counter-clockwise stirs outloud so she wouldn't mess up. "There. Uh..." Waverly blinked at their potion which, instead of going from yellow with green to purple, it was becoming a putrid, orange color with maroon flakes beginning to swirl. "Shoot. Will it blow up? Should I get the professor?" she asked Kitty earnestly.
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Waverly
Uh...is our potion supposed to look like this?
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Kitty
December 11, 2011 1:55 PM
Um…no by Kitty
“Really? I love banana nut bread! Oh does she make pumpkin bars too? Those are soo good.” Kitty said, excitement flashing though her at the thought of homemade breads. Her mom often made cinnamon raisin bread in the fall, and the smell would fill the whole house with yummy goodness. “Yay! The Prairie Elves make some really great food but nothing beats homemade bread.” Kitty said wisely.The sight of the potion color made Kitty grown out loud. She had to repress the childish urge to stand up, stomp her foot and pout. It had become annoyingly routine for her potions to go wrong and Kitty had hoped that this year would be different from last. Waverly added the last two ingredients and counted out loud to make sure she got the right number of turns. Well, that makes us look like compete idiots but it’s a great idea. Kitty thought. She knew that stirring was one of the areas she had a terrible time focusing on and she was willing to look silly if it meant that maybe the potion wouldn’t be a disaster. It was something to keep in mind for the future at any rate.
As the potion turned a rather nasty shade of orange Kitty knew that Waverly’s plan was too little too late. Salvaging this potion would take a master of the highest order, and sadly a master Kitty wasn’t. Kitty gave the potion a calculating glare. “Na, I don’t think it will. Usually if it’s going to blow up it bubbles a lot more and hisses.” Kitty said with the air of someone who has experienced more than a few ruined potions.
“I’m sorry.” Kitty turned sad blue eyes on the other girl, hoping she wouldn’t be too angry with her. “I probably should have told you I’m horrible at potions.” She added forlornly.
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Um…no
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Waverly
December 14, 2011 2:23 AM
Trying not to panic... by Waverly
Waverly was glad that she'd made a friend, but she hadn't made a very good potion. It was horrible, actually, and Waverly tried really hard not to show the disappointment on her face. It was difficult for the eleven-year-old. Waverly sighed and gazed at the ruined potion instead, dejected. "It's okay. It's my first potion anyway. I'll have more chances in the future." Waverly, convinced by the idea, smiled at Kitty. "Now I know it can only get better from here!" It really had to. So far, all she knew was that she wasn't very good at potions."Anyway, there are more things to be good at than just potions." She'd really have to get used to not just throwing ingredients in there. Baking was so much easier. "I'm really excited for charms class. That'll be a lot of fun! What's your favorite subject here?"
Waverly had to make the best of the situation, and pretending that their potion wasn't such a putrid color, or didn't exist at all, seemed like a good idea. But then again..."Wait, do you think we'd have time to redo the potion?" she asked. "I really don't want to fail." She turned her big green eyes to the older girl for guidance. "Or should we ask the professor for help?"
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Waverly
Trying not to panic...
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Kitty
December 18, 2011 11:18 PM
Panic never helps, trust me on that by Kitty
Kitty offered Waverly a bright smile at her enthusiasm, but didn’t quite have the heart to tell her that well, no it could actually just get much, much worse. Well it didn’t help the poor girl to get me as a partner right of the bat Kitty thought dejectedly as she gave their rather ugly looking potion a baleful glare. Why couldn’t it have just worked for once? It just wasn’t meant to be, Kitty decided. Her and potions were simply incompatible and the best she could ever hope for was not to melt and/or blow up her caldron during any given class.Kitty bounced in her seat, completely willing to dismiss Potions in favor of talking about the other far more awesome classes. “Well there’s Care of Magical Creatures which is pretty good now but has the potential to be super awesome later when we’re older and get to deal with the bigger more dangerous creatures. As beginners we generally only get to study the harmless magical creatures, but they’re still pretty neat and usually really nice so that’s not so bad. Charms is lots of fun, as well as Transfiguration but that one tends to be harder. Ohhh! Defense against the Dark arts is one of my absolute favorites! We always get to do something new and exciting and it’s a class where we move around and get to actually do stuff.” Kitty chatted animatedly about each of the classes she adored.
At Waverly’s question Kitty looked at the time and bit her lip. The class was already half over, by the time they cleaned up the mess and started over there wouldn’t be enough time left to finish the potion a second time. “Umm, I don’t think there’s time to try again. We could ask the Professor what he things about…that.” She pointed at the muck in their caldron. “But I’m afraid it’s a lost cause.” She added sadly.
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Panic never helps, trust me on that
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Waverly
December 20, 2011 5:17 AM
So lost cause? *Professor Fawcett!!!* by Waverly
Waverly was a little sad about her potion, but she was glad that there were other classes she could do well in to make up for it. She was definitely excited for Care of Magical Creatures and Charms. She had bumped into Kerry in the library where he'd told her all about COMC, and she couldn't wait to meet the animals, or magical creatures. Both, she guessed. And Charms, where she'd get to learn how to use her wand properly! Waverly couldn't wait to use her wand. She hoped to be better at those two classes better than potions, anyway.She hadn't heard much of Transfiguration, but a little about DADA. Anything concerning the Dark Arts scared her a little. She had read a little of her DADA textbook and had closed it right away. Any descriptions concerning dark magic was a little, er, scary. As exciting as magic was, she had to get used to the fact that there was dark magic as well as good magic. She'd just have to learn to differentiate between the two. She listened aptly to Kitty's descriptions of the other classes, her green eyes bright and excited.
Waverly was probably acting like a stereotypical first-year muggle-born student, but she couldn't help it. Living without real magic for most of her life and suddenly finding out about it...well, it was enough to make any girl her age excited. Her parents were still a little skeptical, her logical dad especially, but she was glad they'd let her come. Otherwise, she'd be spouting magic all over the place. She couldn't wait till Wendy, her younger sister, came.
As for their potion...well, she could always get the professor and ask if they'd really failed. Waverly didn't want to think the worst yet. If the professor couldn't manage to save it (or their grade, for that matter), then Waverly knew it really was a lost cause. Till then...
"I think I'll ask about it." She sat up and stuck her hand up in the air, waving to get the professor's attention. "Professor Fawcett!" she called. "Can you please take a look at our potion?" She looked down at it, then at the professor again. "Have we failed?" she asked quietly, worried.
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