Fond Memories Prodigal

@Logan Baird, your RP for Fatiguing Infusion for Prodigal Potions Learner has been approved! Very well written! Your grandparents have obviously taught you well.

Like any other day Logan was in the potions classroom, she had her long dark hair pulled into a bun and made sure she was not wearing any jewelry that could potentially fall into a cauldron. The girl was in a good mood that day as she double checked the tightness of her bun, just to make sure it would stay up and not fall in her face while she was working.

Carefully making her way over to one of the cauldrons, she set down a book and a piece of parchment that had the recipe for a potion on it. The weakness potion, something she would probably never use, but could be something useful to know if something were to happen and she would need it for some strange reason. Carefully she glanced down at her parchment as she grabbed it and made her way to get the ingredients for the potion. "One branch devil's snare, four dried poppyheads, one jar honey, two horned slugs, two beetle eyes, and three sprigs of lavender," the Hufflepuff muttered to herself as she made multiple trips as to not drop any of the ingredients and have to clean up a bigger mess.

Logan read over the ingredients carefully again as she looked at everything laid out beside the cauldron and nodded her head once she triple checked to make sure she had everything. She did not want to have to wander over while making her potion to find a missing ingredient that could potentially cause her to ruin the potion. It was one of the things her grandfather always reminded her, make sure you have everything because if you do not once you start, you will not have time to go and get what you need. Logan did not only use that for making potions though, she used it for everything.

The girl finally thought she was ready to start and slowly started reading over each step. First up was to chop the Devil's snare into even cubes before weighing out two ounces of it and adding it into the cauldron. The girl quickly and easily chopped the Devil's snare before adding it to the cauldron, leaving it to boil on medium heat for fifty minutes. She took that time to clean up what she had already used and began to prepare the next ingredient. She slowly ground up two poppyheads into a fine powder and waited until the fifty minutes was up before dropping the heat to low and adding the fine powder into the cauldron.

She then began grinding up two more of the poppyheads, these ones into a coarse powder with each piece being one to two millimeters in diameter. She checked to see if she thought they were too big or not, wanting to make sure none of the pieces were too larger. Carefully she added the coarse poppyheads into the cauldron, making sure not to drop anything on the table around. Now it was one of her least favorite parts, stirring. She had to stir it clockwise three times and counter-clockwise five times. Slowly she counted off each stir as she was told by her grandfather, making sure to say what direction she was going in as to not forget.

Adding the jar of honey was the next step, another thing the Hufflepuff was not looking forward to as honey would stick to anything and made everything sticky if you were to get any on your hands. Making sure to keep the jar over the cauldron and gripped tightly in her hands, she poured the contents of the jar out into the start of the potion, making sure to get as much of the honey out as possible. Even with all her attempts to keep the honey from making a mess, the girl grumbled as she felt the stickiness on her hands as she counted the single clockwise stir before waving her wand over what she had done of the potion. She needed to wait another thirty minutes before adding anything else to the cauldron.

In that time, the girl cleaned up what she had already used, making sure to keep what she still needed separated while also keeping an eye on the time to make sure she did not wait too long. Gently, the girl added in the two horned slugs and the two beetle eyes once the thirty minutes was over, watching to make sure she added the ingredients in the right order. She assumed that adding the beetle eyes first would render the potion useless or cause a bad reaction. Neither one were something she wanted to happen, she wanted to prove that she was capable of making these harder potions. After adding the horned slugs and beetle eyes, it would not be hard to hear her muttering to herself as she stirred the mixture. "One counter-clockwise, two counter-clockwise," she muttered softly but still audibly as she quickly reached over and grabbed the mortar from beside the cauldron. She dropped the last ingredient in to the mortar and crushed it into a fine powder. Giving her three finely crushed lavender sprigs that she added into the cauldron after taking it off the heat. Her muttering began again, "one clockwise, two clockwise," before she waved her wand over the potion and looked at it carefully. Comparing it to the notes that were made on her parchment she scrunched her face up as it looked a little different then she had expected. Her only hope at this point was that the potion was correct and it was the lighting that made the weakness potion look strange.

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@Logan Baird, your RP for Weakness Potion for Prodigal Potions Learner has been approved!