10 Dec 2024, 18:48
The three school potion
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Who doesn’t just want to brew a few potions for a championship? Well, Eugenia definitely did. That’s why she signed up for this. Entering the Great Hall, the girl was incredibly nervous. That day, she was going to be brewing a potion, in front of not only Professor Reagan, but a bunch of other accomplished potioneers, even chaperones from other schools. And then was the big rock, Eugenia’s literal Deputy Headmistress, professor Hjørdis Jensen. This was certainly something that not only helped get her nerves more strained, but made this even more important. Plus, she wouldn’t be competing with friends. She’d be competing with two people she barely even knew.
First was a Beuxbatons boy, Phelan Emile. When her housemate Matilde heard that she was searching for a partner, she offered one off her friends. Talking over letters, she learned his name was Phelan, that he was French and that he’d be coming just in time for the ball and the championship. And then was a Russian boy, Boris Darwell, whom she also barely knew, but had as her teammate. That wasn’t much of a problem, as Eugenia was flexible in her plans. Communicating wouldn’t be an issue either; the young Greek knew both French and Russian.
The young girl walked into the Great Hall nervously and sat down. She waited for her partners to arrive [presumably] and she took out the ingredients. Her parents had done the curtesy to send her some potions ingredients for the Dizzyness drought, her first potion. She had left the things they needed for the second potion in her dorm; thankfully, the Hufflepuff Common Room wasn’t that far away. She turned to both. Hi guys! As we agreed, we’ll be brewing the Dizxyness draught. I’ve got the ingredients. After me, Phelan will continue and then Boris. I’ll do the final wave of my wand ok? If you don’t understand something, tell me. I can translate for you.
The girl pulled out her notes and began the process. The young Hufflepuff began measuring the Fire-Whisky with utmost precision. Last time she had drank some was the first and last time (for now) that she’d do that, so no temptations there. After she added 3 measures of fire whisky in the cauldron, Eugenia backed away for a second. Then, she carefully brought the cauldron to a boil and tried to measure 30 seconds as accurately as she could. After the 30 seconds passed, Eugenia reduced the cauldron to low heat.
Continuing with the procedure, she took the 4 Woodlice she had brought, put them in the mortar and ground them into a fine powder. Cracking her knuckles, she turned to Phelan and said You're next Phelan. Your turn. It was a bit surprising to just speak in French, but she was accustomed to the fact of switching her language often. Then, the young girl just turned and looked at both boys, waiting for them to continue with the brewing process. This was going to be the best potion of their lives.
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OOC: WC = 506/400
Pings: @Matilde O’ Fionnagan, @Alliasta Hollista as their iNPCs. Potion recipe and steps below.
Reducio
Ingredients: 3 Measures of Firewhiskey, 4 Woodlice, 2 Sprigs of Scurvy Grass, 2 Spider Legs
Key: Eugenia, Boris, Phelan
Eugenia- Add 3 measures of Firewhiskey to the cauldron
Bring cauldron to the boil for 30 seconds
Reduce to low heat
In a mortar grind 4 Woodlice into a powder
Phelan- Add 2 sprigs of Skurvy Grass to mortar and combine with Woodlice powder into a paste
Add the contents of the mortar into the cauldron
Stir 3 times clockwise
Wave your wand and leave to brew for 35-40 minutes
Boris- Chop 2 Spider Legs into small pieces
Add chopped Spider Legs to cauldron
Stir 4 times counter-clockwise
Raise heat to medium and leave to brew for 5 minutes
Eugenia- Wave your wand over the cauldron to complete the potion
Key: Eugenia, Boris, Phelan
Eugenia- Add 3 measures of Firewhiskey to the cauldron
Bring cauldron to the boil for 30 seconds
Reduce to low heat
In a mortar grind 4 Woodlice into a powder
Phelan- Add 2 sprigs of Skurvy Grass to mortar and combine with Woodlice powder into a paste
Add the contents of the mortar into the cauldron
Stir 3 times clockwise
Wave your wand and leave to brew for 35-40 minutes
Boris- Chop 2 Spider Legs into small pieces
Add chopped Spider Legs to cauldron
Stir 4 times counter-clockwise
Raise heat to medium and leave to brew for 5 minutes
Eugenia- Wave your wand over the cauldron to complete the potion
11 Dec 2024, 02:49
The three school potion
Interacting with
@Eugenia Karageorgiadi
Boris Darwell
@Alliasta Hollista
@Eugenia Karageorgiadi
Boris Darwell
@Alliasta Hollista
Speech
~French~ #000045 with an Irish accent
~English~ #3f0012
~French~ #000045 with an Irish accent
~English~ #3f0012
Roleplaying as approved Beauxbatons iNCP Phelan Emile
• ────── • ────── •A potions championship was certainly not what Phelan had expected to be doing this trip to Hogwarts. But a certain best friend of his went and signed him up without asking. He was trying not to be annoyed about the whole thing. He knew Matilde was just trying to help. After the incident this summer, his friend appeared to be extremely worried about him. She probably thought that if he were busy he wouldn’t have to think about… that. He appreciated the thought, but he was fine. Really.
As Phelan entered the Great Hall, he looked around the room thoughtfully. He spotted his headmistress, and a few other witches and wizards that looked vaguely familiar. He began to search for his partners. They had communicated by owl, but he didn’t exactly know what to look for. One was a Hogwarts student, a fellow Hufflepuff of Matilde’s. The other was from Durmstrang. Luckily Eugenia approached Boris and Phelan first.
The boy listened as Eugenia divided out the steps and began to brew the dizziness draft. He simply nodded, quiet boy that he was.
As Eugenia started her section, Phelan read the directions through. When she was finished, she let him know in French that it was his turn. He was caught off guard for a second, before realizing the girl didn’t know English was his first language. He didn’t blame Eugenia, people were often surprised at the boy’s perfect English and poor French, not knowing that he had lived in Ireland for most of his life. He thought about telling her, but decided to let her figure it out. “Alright,” he simply said, before starting his part of the potion.
Picking up the mortar, Phelan added 2 sprigs of Skurvy Grass to mortar and combined with Eugenia’s Woodlice powder into a paste. As he then added the contents of the mortar into the cauldron, he couldn’t help being curious about the origin of its name. After double checking the instructions, he stirred 3 times clockwise, then waved his wand. The next step was to leave to brew for 35-40 minutes.
Boris would continue the potion after it finished brewing. In the meantime, Phelan considered the next potion. Should they start to prepare this one now? As a matter of fact, he couldn’t remember what they had decided on for this next potion. Eugenia was bound to remember. The boy leaned forward in his chair to watch the first potion brew. There was something mesmerizing about it, the way it bubbled and changed. Soon he became lost in its swirling depths.
WC: 429/400
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15 Dec 2024, 12:53
The three school potion
Mentions:@Eugenia Karageorgiadi @Matilde O’Fionnagan
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Boris was really excited about this competition. There was a girl from Hogwarts and a boy from Beauxbatons, and he was from Durmstrang. It was a complicated team, but it was really fun and exciting to have students from three different schools come together for an event like this. It was a great way for the different schools to get along. Watching the other two do their part was really impressive. This was the first time he would try a potion without someone. I mean, he hadn't been able to go to school last year because of his Veela status, so this year he was just getting used to being around other students, which was a bit strange. He didn't like being around people other than Alliasta, but he was just starting to hang out with other students and maybe he would make some really good friends. Boris smiled at the thought, then looked up. The girl he thought of as Eugenia had finished her job. Now there was the other boy. Phelan... Boris waited patiently for his turn to do the final stage of the potion and complete it. He was replaying his steps in his head. He was not usually forgetful and his focus was generally good, but he couldn't risk anything. So he kept replaying his steps in his head. When it was finally his turn, he stood up and smiled at his other two friends. "Okay, now let's do this." He repeated this in his head in Russian. He had gotten used to speaking Russian in Durmstang, and now English felt a little strange to him. But he still spoke good English, and his accent was only slightly noticeable. He leaned over the cauldron immediately, then looked at the ingredients on the table. First, he took two spider legs, and then chopped them both into small pieces He tried not to rush. But his hands were working fast. He added the chopped legs to the cauldron. He sighed a little, not out of complaint, but out of relief, as if making a potion felt relaxing. Then he had to stir it counterclockwise 4 times. He stirred the cauldron in a way that was not rushed. Then he turned the heat to medium. He had done these things, and then he stepped back and let it brew for about 5 minutes. Yes, he was sure that he was doing it right, he had done all the steps correctly, one by one. |
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Word Count: 414/400
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