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Post by Deleted on Sept 25, 2017 3:56:22 GMT
| "WELCOME TO POTIONS CLASS!" It was written on the chalk board in very pretty tall letters, and every letter was written in uppercase. Beneath it, it read: "PROFESSOR ARSENAULT" in uppercase letters, and in the same font as well. Carolyne stood at the front of her class awaiting for everyone to enter. When things were settled, she began. "Hello everybody, I am Professor Arsenault! Our first lesson will be on the Shrinking solution. Each of you have a cage on your desk, and inside of that cage is an animal. Once we begin brewing this potion, points will be given to those who complete it correctly. For those of you that do not know what the Shrinking solution is, I've provided a small amount to each of you just to the left of your cages." Care smiled at the students as she began to step forward.
In front of her was a desk pulled to the front. A caged rabbit sat quietly, dodging glances around at everyone. "This solution, while green in color, is used to do exactly as the name says, Shrink the drinker. Inside of your cage is a small drinking dish. I want you to pour the solution into the bowl, and then watch as the animals each drink the solution." Most likely they wouldn't all drink at once, so Carolyne was fairly certain this would all go well. She did so with her rabbit, and after a few moments the rabbit drank some of the solution. After a few seconds, the class would witness the rabbit shrinking to a much smaller size before their very eyes. "And, viola! Now, let's have each of your try it!" She motioned for everyone to pour their solutions into the drink bowls within the cage.
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i must confess that i feel like a monster
albus potter
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Halfblood
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Bisexual
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Not Looking
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second year seeker werewolf parselmouth
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Played by Meepers
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Slytherin
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Post by albus potter on Sept 29, 2017 1:32:03 GMT
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drop dead and die Nothing we do ever seems to matter
Albus played with his tie as he entered the room. Potions was a subject that his mother was apparently a genius at, but his father wasn't nearly as talented. It wasn't exactly a class that he had tried himself, but he did at least make sure to approach the subject with an open mind.
He took a seat in the middle of the classroom, not wanting to appear overly eager or overly slack. He wanted to be somewhere in the middle, and as the teacher explained what the potion was responsible for, he lay his head against his folded arms on the desk. His eyes following the rat's every movement. Calculating it... almost fascinated by the little creature.
With the teacher's lecture done he turned to the person beside him a slight confusion on his face.
"It won't hurt it, will it?"
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