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| Posted by: Professor Giordano Aug 18 2004, 03:46 PM | ||||
| Professor Giordano greeted her first-year students with a rare smile. “Sit down, sit down,” she said, enthusiastically waving them inside the classroom. The students inched past her as they went to sit at their desks, a bit disconcerted by the unusually good mood of their professor. They sat down and prepared quills and parchments, the cauldrons that they’d brought with them completely forgotten as they hadn’t as much as looked at them all year. “Today,” the professor began. “Today’s the day you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re well set for potions-brewing now. So I’ll let you loose on your cauldrons.” The faces of the majority of students lightened up. No more boring theory, no more goggling at ingredients, a cut-down on essay-writing in favour of more practical work. The professor nodded. “It’s a very pleasant mixture too if I dare say so. Not too dangerous in the various stages of its brewing either. Now what might this miracle of a potion be?” she asked no one in particular as she made her way towards the blackboard before which her desk stood. “It’s an invention of Professor Snape. He used to swear all his students to secrecy about it, so that it would be taught exclusively at Hogwarts. You might wonder how something like this can be kept secret if it’s such an impressive invention…” she trailed off and reached inside an open drawer, pulling out a scroll of parchment, and placed it onto the desk. “Have you ever, students, found yourself in a dilemma such as the following? You stand next to the buffet at a party of some sorts or even the Christmas Feast and find yourself spoilt for choice?” she asked, receiving a couple of nods in reply. “The human stomach can only hold so much, and you’re inevitably fated to miss out on some of the delicacies that are offered. Well, now you can have it all because of the potion that Professor Snape came up with years ago. It is a potion so brilliant that it can be whatever you want it to be. It is a quite simple process really. This potion, if mixed correctly creates what I like to call a "vortex" in the synapses and sensory neurones between brain and tongue. The usual roles of this passageway are reversed. But now, instead of the brain interpreting what the tongue is sensing, the brain dictates what it wants to taste. This mixture is very special indeed, and I intend to share it with you, as long as you sign this form." Isabella did the same that Professor Snape had always done prior to sharing this valuable information. She took the scroll of parchment and handed it to the class. “Pass this around. Sign your name on it, each of you.” The scroll onto which every student in the class now signed their name read:
As soon as all the names had been scribbled down on the scroll, Isabella collected it from the last student to sign their name on and pulled out her wand, pointing it at the scroll, muttering something under her breath. A streak of silver shot out of the wand tip and seemed to engulf the whole scroll, and then many single silk-like fibres exploded from the parchment and were inhaled by each member of the class. A few pupils felt slightly overcome, but some of the non-Muggle-born students had a rough idea about what their professor had just done. She explained it anyway. "Now, children, I have just jinxed this form, so that each name on it will come to a horrible horrible fate if they ever choose to tell anyone the secrets of this potion. If you "spill the beans," your face will sprout a large amount of blackened warts, which will grow to form the word ‘cheat.’ I don’t think it’s a reversible process, seeing as one of the girls that I went to school with here had barely begun listing up the ingredients for a wizard who would have paid millions of galleons for the recipe. Last time I saw her, she still ran around with a towel wrapped around her head, covering her face…” She smirked. “Let this be warning enough. If you spill, you won’t win a beauty contest afterwards anymore." Isabella took a piece of charmed chalk and began to write on the blackboard, saying, “Now that you’re sworn to secrecy, you’ll be able to read what I write on the blackboard. This is a means of safety, just in case one of you should accidentally have forgotten to sign their name on the parchment.” For those who had been honest enough to sign the parchment, the following words appeared on the blackboard:
Isabella set up the cauldron and fired it up after she had poured a litre of water into it. "Now, to make the Omnitaste Potion, all we need are some simple ingredients. As you see, the recipe is rather simple, its difficulty more lying in the lengths you’ll have to go to to acquire the ingredients than the brewing itself,” the professor explained, watching the water in the cauldron beginning to simmer. “Well, as you see, I first poured one litre of water into the cauldron. Now that it’s simmering, I shall add two drops of Erumpent fluid. This is then stirred for 5 minutes.” She had added the two drops and begun to stir while she spoke. “If you taste the potion at this point,” she said after a few minutes of silence, “it should remind you of lemons. But beware! Only a little sip. Otherwise your head will be blown clear off your shoulders,” she warned as she dipped a small spoon into the unfinished potion. She tasted it merely with the tip of her tongue and nodded in approval. “Once you feel the potion is thoroughly stirred, you need to add this..." Professor Giordano pulled out a jar out of one of the drawers in her desk. This desk truly held some miraculous things in the depths of its drawers. When she held up the jar, the students gasped at what was inside it. It was a fine powder, so fine that it looked almost liquid, but it couldn’t be a liquid. It was impossible to tell what colour it was. It was every colour imaginable, and little rays of light darted around the otherwise dull dungeon, twinkling in the eyes of the astonished students. "These are rainbow shavings,” Isabella explained. “They are very rare, and I had to go all the way to Austria to shave these myself, so be careful with them. You need to add only half a gram, and then stir again thoroughly." The powder glittered as it smoothly flowed off the spatula onto the scales and then glittered some more as it dripped into the potion. The students could see that the mixture in the cauldron now took on the rainbow shavings' every-colour property and looked amazing in the dingy half light of the Potions classroom as Professor Giordano stirred it thoroughly. "There is just one thing left to add,” the professor said eventually. “A grated hair from a Centaur." She opened a vial that contained several long hairs and grated one of them before she allowed it to drop into the potion. “Now it has to be heated up again, but be careful that it doesn’t come to a boil. Leave it to simmer for a minute and then extinguish the fire and leave it to cool.” She did so. “When it’s cooled down, it can be bottled up and drunk. I don’t mind if you keep some of it for later. “Right now, my faithful students, it's your turn. Your first attempt at potion-making. I want you to follow my instructions carefully. Other than that, enjoy. I shall have an eye on you and help you if you have any problems.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Homework: Easy. RP making the potion. Include what it tastes like for you. Failures are accepted as well as triumphs, no matter what your overly pedantic professor says in her lesson. |
| Posted by: Jessica Winters Aug 18 2004, 04:01 PM |
| Jessica Winters Gryffindor First Year Jessica crept silently into the dungeon classroom, keen not to be spotted when she noticed the unusual smile on Professor Giordano's face; a smile was a rare occurence, when it came to the Potions Mistress, and Jessica was sure this would inevitably lead to a thorough bombarding of questions...or maybe something worse. Gulping in sheer terror, she slid slowly into one of the last desks, as opposed to usual when she purposefully chose a seat near the front to not be cast in the dark. She noted every move of the professor carefully through narrowed eyes, trying to figure out the reason to the sudden display of happiness. A sudden feeling of excitement coupled with utmost fear gripped Jessica. She could very well remember the day when she had tried to make a simple lemonade, and somehow was found hours later covered from head to foot in flour - she had no idea why she had chosen flour of all ingredients. As the professor continued describing the potion and its effects, Jessica found herself getting more and more intrigued. The wonders of magical world never ceased to surprise her; she often found herself in situations that could be simply cured by a magical dose, and yet she would tax her brains endlessly before she would recall that she was a witch. This was one of the situations when she felt completely shocked at the amount of things magic could do. Sometimes she wondered whether it could bottle death. Jessica scanned the scrap of parchment that had been handed to her and felt another feeling of foreboding. She had heard of Muggle contracts, but the fact that this was a magical one made things ten times worse. She eyed the parchment as though she expected it to burst into flames in her hands. This was one of the feelings she experienced when she was about to do something she thought was dangerous. But there was no avoiding it...Sighing in frustration, she gripped the edge of the desk with her left hand as she signed her name on the parchment and waited for the teacher to collect the contracts. She barely listened through the professor's explanation of what she had just done. She didn't think she could bear to listen to what it was - she preferred not knowing about it, if it was actually an agreement of herself being beheaded two days later. She had to tune in later, however, when the professor started describing how the potion had to be brewed. As the professor went on, Jessica found herself getting increasingly nervous. She was sure she would somehow end up covered head to foot in the potion, or simply blow the dungeon ceiling. Watching carefully through the professor's demonstration, she set to work immediately. The first task was to heave her cauldron over her desk. After immense tugging and pushing, the cauldron finally landed on her desk consuming up all the energy that the eleven-year old posessed. She grabbed a measuring cylinder, carefully took a litre of water and poured it slowly into the cauldron. Whipping out her wand, she lit a fire under the cauldron. That done, she racked her brains, trying to think of the next step the professor had followed. She was quite unwilling to actually ask the teacher about the next step, feeling quite intimidated by her, and sneaked a look at what her neighbour was doing. "Erumpent fluid..." She carefully held up a vial of the said liquid, and licking her lips nervously, added two drops of it to the water, that was now simmering gently. Then, she grabbed a ladle and began stirring the potion slowly, impatiently waiting for the five minutes to get over. She remembered what the professor had said about consuming only a sip of the potion, and felt another thrill of nervousness. Carefully dipping a spoon in the liquid, she raised it to her lips with trembling hands. Sticking out her tongue, she let its tip touch the liquid and then quickly drew it back. The professor was right...it did remind her of lemons....very sour lemons... Next, she grabbed a half gram of rainbow shavings from the professor's desk and returned to her own, letting the powder slide into the potion. The powder sparkled even more brightly as it floated in the potion. Jessica began to stir the mixture feverishly for a long while, after which she noted that the potion had retained the powder's property of displaying all colours. For a second time, a wave of brightness swept over the usually dark dungeon, and a happy smile formed on Jessica's lips. She had actually done it! She had done it! She grated the Centaur hair and dropped it into the potion. Snatching up her ladle again, she began stiring the potion. Satified with the result, she scooped it up in a bottle and corked it securely. She labelled it with her name, house and year and eyed it with a feeling of pride. After placing it away on the professor's desk, she collected her belongings, and hopped out of the dungeon happily, as pride coursed through her like an unstoppable liquid. Boy, she couldn't simply wait for the results! She was sure her potion would be one of the successful ones - she hoped. Suddenly stopping in her tracks, Jessica was glad she hadn't taken some of the potion with her. She wasn't sure whether she would be able to stomach the result. |
| Posted by: Abigail Lunes Aug 18 2004, 04:22 PM |
| Abigail Lunes 1st Year Slytherin Attended and will edit |
| Posted by: Raul Duke Aug 18 2004, 04:26 PM |
| Raul Duke Slytherin First Year Raul walked into the Potions classroom expecting another day of taking notes before being assigned an essay. The news that they were going to be brewing their first potions came as quite a shock to him. There had been a problem when he was doing his shopping for school and he hadn’t been able to get his supplies for Potions class or his cauldron. The problem was that for some reason his parents had been too stingy with his money for school supplies. It would be embarrassing for him to have to use one of the school cauldrons. His parents would definitely be hearing about this once he got home. There wasn’t much need to take notes during the first part of Professor Giordano’s lecture and Raul’s mind wandered a bit. Not of the subject or away from the lesson even. It started to focus on the fact that he was going to be sitting next to Ciara while she tried to brew a potion. Hopefully this potion wouldn’t have many chances to be volatile or flammable. His thoughts of being blown into tiny pieces were interrupted as the parchment that he needed to sign was placed in front of him. Not signing it sounded good at first, you can’t get blown up if you aren’t allowed to participate, but the desire to get some practical experience won out and he added his signature. It didn’t concern him when the scroll was jinxed since he had no intentions of ever telling anyone about the potion. Once Professor Giordano moved on to the details of actually preparing the potion, he took more detailed notes. He would never live it down if he killed them instead of Ciara. The mention of the possibility for getting his head blown off only made his fear of the girl next to him even more real, it also gave him some wicked ideas. BREWING THE POTION: They were turned loose on their first venture into the realm of potion making so Raul sulkily headed to a cupboard and got one of the school’s cauldrons. Before heading back to his seat he retrieved the proper ingredients, all measured out and ready to go. He had been allowed to measure out and add ingredients to potions when he pestered his mother into letting him help her. He was therefore very confident in his measuring and adding abilities, it was the other stuff that made him nervous. His mother had always told him when and how to add the ingredients. He didn’t know the difference between simmering and boiling. Before even setting the cauldron down, he whispered to Ciara, “sorry if I get us blown to smithereens.” The first thing he did was put the water in the cauldron before getting it started heating. He kept looking around at the other cauldrons to see if he could figure out what exactly simmering was by watching the others add the second ingredient. From what he could tell it was when the water was bubbling just a bit, but he wasn’t so sure since it was hard to tell. His cauldron reached approximately the same state as the others he had been watching fairly quickly and he picked up the vial of Erumpent fluid. There was no noticeable change after he carefully added the two drops required, not that you would be able to often notice a change in a liter of liquid after adding a mere two drops of another liquid. You never knew with potions though, two drops could make a huge difference in the appearance or texture. Even though nothing was said to indicate stirring a certain way was required, he mimicked Professor Giordano’s stirring as best he could. After the five minutes were up he stopped and slowly raised the spoon to his mouth. He gently touched his tongue to the liquid and made a face at how sour it was. That would be lemons alright. He checked to make sure nobody was looking and carefully added some of the liquid to a vial. They had been given permission to save some for later, and he figured this would be the part he wanted to save. Adding some of this to a pitcher of lemonade at the Gryffindor table could produce some interesting results, especially before their quidditch match with Slytherin. Raul reached for the half gram of rainbow shavings that he had measured out before returning to the table. Since he had taken some of the potion before it was finished, he figured he needed to reduce the amount by a tiny bit and put the extra aside to be returned to the jar later. The multihued shavings had a drastic affect on the potion, turning it into vibrant swirls of color as he mixed; once again copying the Potions Mistress’ actions to be sure it was done properly. After the glittery powder had been thoroughly stirred in, there was only one ingredient left. He picked up the centaur hair and carefully grated it, saving just the tiniest fraction to make up for the fact that he had reduced the volume of the potion. The gratings were gently dropped into the cauldron and heat was applied. After allowing it to simmer for one minute Raul moved the cauldron to the side and began to clean up his area while it cooled. The extra rainbow shavings were returned to their bottle at this time as well. By the time he was done the potion had cooled and he bottled it up with out tasting it, he had not followed the directions perfectly and the stuff he made may very well have been poisonous. If there was something he wanted to taste all that badly he could ask the house elves for it. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the cauldron before mumbling, “scourgify.” With everything in order, he returned the cauldron to the proper cupboard and dropped his potion off at Professor Giordano’s desk and left the room after saying goodbye to Ciara and thanking her for not killing them all. |
| Posted by: Jade McGregor Aug 18 2004, 04:41 PM |
| Jade McGregor 1st year Gryffindor *Jade McGregor made her way to her potions lesson for the day. She had heard a rumor of them actually using their cauldrons and was happy that dragging it down there might be useful today. She entered the class pretty early, there was only one other girl there. Jade found a seat closer to the front than usual, she was feeling much better today and was ready to pay attention in class today. She didn't have to wait too long for the room to fill and the lesson to begin. The rumors were confirmed, they were going to brew a potion today. Jade sat and listened carefully, taking down notes for the first time in her life. An invention of Professor Snape, interesting.. hopefully its not poisionous. Jade smiled at her thoughts, she shook herself as Professor Giordano sent a parchment around telling them to sign it. Jade pulled out her quill and signed her full name, just in case. Jade Meena McGregor. She giggled as Professor Giordano explained what would happen should you tell the secret, Jade wasn't planning on doing that anytime soon.. or ever. Jade watched as the professor showed everyone how to make the potion and she believed that she could do it. She gathered the ingredients that she needed and went back to her cauldron. She added the 1 litre of water and waited for it to simmer. She took a look around her to see that some students were too anxious to make the potion and had added the 2 drops of Erumpent fluid way too soon. Jade looked back to her cauldron and found it simmering. She added the 2 drops of Erumpent fluid and began to stir it. She looked at her watch and timed the five minutes. She was curious to taste it to see if it actually tasted like lemons and scooped some in a spoon. She touched the liquid with her tongue and that was enough for her. So far so good. Jade went to the scales and measured out ½ gram of rainbow shavings. She loved the looks of this stuff, it was very pretty and amazing. Jade walked back over to her cauldron and added the rainbow shavings. She stirred it a bit and picked up the last ingredient, a grated hair from a Centaur. She dropped it in the cauldron and turned the heat up a bit. She waited for it to simmer again and turned the heat off. She let it cool for a moment while looking around the room again. She was one of the last ones done, but it looked like not everyone had been successful. Jade hoped that she was, she needed a good grade on this assignment. She bottled up all of the potion in a bottle and then took a small drink. It was a strange feeling and she couldn't wait to get out of the class and head out to the Great Hall. She thought that her potion had been a success and left the potions classroom, ready to try out the potion. |
| Posted by: James Hunter Aug 18 2004, 04:43 PM |
| James Hunter 1st year Gryffindor --Attended-- |
| Posted by: Zach Leach Aug 18 2004, 05:05 PM |
| Zach Leach Slytherin First Year Attended |
| Posted by: Eleanor Ryan Aug 18 2004, 06:01 PM |
| Eleanor Ryan Gryffindor First Year Ellie made the long walk from Gryffindor Tower to the dungeons without the dread of the early lessons, just a feeling of impending boredom. As long as Potions was just notes, it was boring, but there wasn't the risk of her blowing anything up, and the longer the notes continued, the less the practical would drag her grades down. She arrived at the class, and like many others was very taken aback by the fact that Professor Giordano was smiling. Her limitated experience with the ex-Slytherin was still enough to teach her that when Professor Giordano was smiling before a class, they were about to get stuck with a massive homework assignment. Her suspiscions were confirmed when the professor informed them that they would be brewing potions that class. Naturally, Ellie's first reaction wasn't one related to happiness. What do you mean, it's time to let us loose on the cauldrons? No it's not! We'll destroy our cauldrons!... do I even have a cauldron? Oh right, I ran out of money. Does the school supply cauldrons? Can I get out of class 'cause I don't have one? Her long chain of pointless thoughts was broken as a smirking Slytherin passed her a piece of parchement. After breifly scanning the paragraph at the top, she gloomily signed it, trying to convince herself that it wouldn't be that bad, they surely wouldn't make the potion one that could easily result in disaster, right? Ellie listened without interest to the description of the girl who hadn't been able to keep the secret, although did pay slightly more attention as Professor Giordano began to list the instructions. She'd never had the paitence for potions, but was determined not to mess up the first potion assigned. After Professor Giordano finished, Ellie slowly made her way to the side, picked one of the classroom cauldrons without too many stains, and returned to her desk, trying very hard to run out of time. Unfortunately, it still only took a minute to walk across the classroom, leaving her with more then enough time to brew the potion. All right... she thought, trying very hard to fight the urge to run as fast as possible back to the tower, what's first? Oh yeah, the water. I knew that. This should be easy enough. She poured the water into the cauldron, before lighting the fire. She kept her eyes trained on the water, not so much to catch it when it simmered, but to keep from thinking about what'd happen if it went wrong. Before long, the water started to simmer, leaving Ellie to add the next ingrediant. Hand shaking, she carefully added the two drops of Erumpent fluid. She then started stirring it, more or less steadily, for five long minutes. Now for the easy part. Ellie dipped a spoon into the potion, then poured part of the liquid back into the potion, so that there wasn't much risk of accidentally tasting too much. Wouldn't it be ironic if, after worrying about the potion forever, I drank too much of it and never got a chance to finish brewing the stupid thing? she thought absently as she touched the tip of her tongue to the liquid, wincing at the taste. I hate lemons, she thought as she dumped what was left on the spoon back in the cauldron. What was next? Right, the rainbow shavings. Biting her lip, Ellie carefully measured out half a gram of the multicoloured glitter, being very careful not to spill any. Seeing as rainbow shavings were so rare, she had a feeling that slightly less or more would drastically ruin the potion. Not to mention Professor Giordano probably wouldn't be too happy. Her hand slightly steady then before, she poured the shavings into the potion, looking away quickly so not to be blinded by the light. It may've been the rainbow light now streaming out of the colour, but she felt a sudden surge of optamism. This isn't that hard, she thought, smiling slightly but quickly returning to the potion, hoping she hadn't jinxed it. The final ingrediant was one she hadn't felt completely comfortable about using. She didn't like the idea of using something from something sentient, without their knowledge. Unfortunately, her misgivings lost out to her desire for a good grade. Thinking that that decision wouldn't have been out of place in Ravenclaw, Ellie grated the centaur hair and dropped it into the potion. That was it for the ingrediants, now all that was left was temperature fiddling. She heated it up and sat back to wait for it to simmer again, counting down the minutes until the class was over. After it was finished, she put out the fire and let it cool for the time that was left. A few minutes before the bell was scheduled to ring, she scooped some of the potion up into one of the classroom flasks for grading. Curiousity taking over, she spooned out some of the mixture, sniffing it tentitavely before swallowing it in one gulp. To her surprise, it tasted like a strawberry banana smoothie. Not her favourite, but pretty close. She smiled, glad that for once she'd made a potion that hadn't resulted in a complete failure. Ellie made her way to the front and put the sample flask on Professor Giordano's desk before heading back into the halls of Hogwarts, glad that it was all over. It wasn't until later when she realized she'd have to brew another potion next week. |
| Posted by: Magnolia Fairylite Aug 18 2004, 08:28 PM |
| Magnolia Fairylite 1st year Slytherin Potions ((will edit)) |
| Posted by: CloverRowen Aug 18 2004, 08:32 PM |
| Clover Rowen Slytherin 1st year Attended and will edit asap |
| Posted by: Rath Paoli Aug 18 2004, 08:39 PM |
| Rath Paoli First Year Rath sauntered into the potions, his usual ‘I got an O last week and I feel good’ look plastered on his face. If anything, he wasn’t exactly thrilled about the class anymore, due to the fact that they had yet to brew a potion. Although, he did find the class to be a slightly easier class that history of magic. At least he didn’t fall asleep. Right. The professor was smiling. Did she stun a second year or something? But…no. It wasn’t the smug wicked grin. That scared Rath. What could make her…smile? He shuddered as he walked past her, and hurried slightly to his seat, the sugar quill Dawn had given him out. Sucking on the end of the blue feather he coughed slightly when she mentioned something about actually MAKING a potion. As she went on to explain the effects of the potion, his face lit up even more. It sounded completely perfect for him. Oh…the brownies he could eat…. Rath couldn’t help but roll his eyes when she explained they all had to take some kind of secrecy vow. Still, the chance to brew a potion wasn’t something he was going to pass up. Besides, the potion was a novel idea. He could, to an extent understand why. He dipped his quill into his green ink bottle and scribbled his name down onto the scroll of parchment. It was about three minutes later when the professor took the parchment up, muttered an incantation, and the part he had signed his name on flew into his throat. He gasped and coughed for a few seconds, but stopped when she explained what she had done. Well lordy. She couldn’t have NOT made a piece of paper fly into my mouth… The ingredients appeared on the chalkboard, he hastily dabbled them down on the roll of parchment that always accompanied him to his classes. His cauldron and potion ingredients out, he listened on, watching the woman make the potion. It was slightly strange to him that she had managed to already have her cauldron filled with water, but he shrugged the thought off and listened on. The professor pulled something that looked much like a muggle glow stick, only it had every color he could imagine bottled within. She explained them to be rainbow shavings, something she had to go to Austria to get. Now there’s a dedicated person… Finally, it was the student’s turns to make the potion. He gathered the supplies he needed, filled his cauldron with the water, and readied himself. He took out his dropper from his potion kit, and carefully measured the erumpent fluid to the water, and took out his teaspoon, scooped some of the brew out, and carefully dabbed his tongue. “Well…it does taste like lemon,” he grinned, proud of himself, despite not even finishing it yet. The rainbow shavings that were still being passed around, found their way to him, along with the spatula. He scooped some in, admiring the many many colours they possessed. He passed it on to Ava, who was, of course, still sitting next to him. Lastly, the grated centaur hair. Was that in his potion kit? Sure enough, there was a tiny bottle labeled ‘Hair of centaur’ He grated one tiny hair rather quickly, and dropped it into his potion. It gave a tiny smoke puff and he smiled in delight. He let it simmer, and cool down once more before bottling a few vials for himself, and turning a flask into the professor. Maybe he’d try a little of it at dinner that night… |
| Posted by: Angel Hogan Aug 18 2004, 10:23 PM | ||
| Angel stepped into the potion’s classroom with a surprise expression on her professor’s face. Professor Giordano was smiling and ushering them in. As Angel walked over to her desk she kept a close watch on her. What could she be planning Angel thought. Angel took out some parchment and quills and waited for the usual notes. What came to Angel ultimate surprise was the fact that Professor Giordano was actually going to let them make a potion. “Have you ever, students, found yourself in a dilemma such as the following? You stand next to the buffet at a party of some sorts or even the Christmas Feast and find yourself spoilt for choice?” she asked, receiving a couple of nods in reply. “The human stomach can only hold so much, and you’re inevitably fated to miss out on some of the delicacies that are offered. Well, now you can have it all because of the potion that Professor Snape came up with years ago. It is a potion so brilliant that it can be whatever you want it to be. It is a quite simple process really. This potion, if mixed correctly creates what I like to call a "vortex" in the synapses and sensory neurons between brain and tongue. The usual roles of this passageway are reversed. But now, instead of the brain interpreting what the tongue is sensing, the brain dictates what it wants to taste. This mixture is very special indeed, and I intend to share it with you, as long as you sign this form," Professor Giordano said to the students. As the professor passed the form around Angel was still excited about the fact that the class was making a potion. When the parchment finally came to Angel she signed it and passed it to Professor Giordano. Angel was excited and couldn’t wait to start. Professor Giordano quickly started to explain the procedure and the materials.
Angel couldn’t wait to start. She quickly grabbed her cauldron and the ingredients. Angle then got the water into the cauldron and waited it to simmer. While Angel was waiting she quickly organized the ingredients so she was able to just quickly put them into the cauldron. Once the water came to a simmer, Angel added the Erumpent fluid and stirred it for five minutes. Once the five minutes were up, Angel took the spoon out and dapped it with a toothpick to get the smallest amount so her head won’t blow up. Angel tasted the potion and found the flavor lemony. So Angel then added the rainbow shavings and stirred till the powder was dissolved. Angle then grated the centaur hair and then put it into the cauldron. When the hair was dissolved, Angel extinguished the flame and left the cauldron to cool. Once the potion was cool, Angel bottled up the potion and brought it up to the professor for grading. Angle really hoped it was a good grade. Angel left the potion with the professor; she went to clean her station. She watched out her cauldron and wiped down the surface of her desk. |
| Posted by: Catalina Literali Aug 18 2004, 11:01 PM | ||||
| Catalina Dolores Literali First Year Slytherin Today Lina hadn't been looking forward to potions. She really hoped Bryan wouldn't show because she didn't want herself to be distracted from her studies with her boy trouble. She was here at Hogwart's for the best education a little witch like herself could get and she wasn't about to be detoured over some sour relationship with a boy. Lina entered the classroom quietly and scanned around. She lucked out he wasn't there. She let out a relaxed sigh and found herself a good seat in the front. She wanted to make the most of today. The professor walked in more cheerful than usual. Whenever that woman was happy, something not soo good for the students usually followed. “Today’s the day you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re well set for potions-brewing now. So I’ll let you loose on your cauldrons.” Lina grinned happily "Yes!" she said under her breath. Lina had been looking forward to this all semester. Lina listened as the Professor explained about the potion they were to make. Lina smiled at the name of Snape. He was a Professor she would've much liked to meet. She heard tell that he had been a master's at potions. Giordano passed around a paper for the students to sign. Lina was weary of signing the paper and thought not to do it at all, but it was for a grade so she diligently signed away like a good little girl. The professor did something weird to the scroll. Before Lina knew it, some silky thread thing headed her way and she inhaled it. Dear lord that crazy woman is trying to kill us... Lina was worried now; she knew she shouldn't have signed that damn paper. "Now, children, I have just jinxed this form, so that each name on it will come to a horrible, horrible fate if they ever choose to tell anyone the secrets of this potion. If you "spill the beans," your face will sprout a large amount of blackened warts, which will grow to form the word ‘cheat.’ I don’t think it’s a reversible process.... At these words Lina covered her mouth to keep from bursting into laughter. She'd defiantly have to keep this secret for life. She'll just have to forget all about the spell later, simple as that. As Lina was lost in her thoughts some words scrawled across the chalkboard. Sweet... she thought. Lina pulled out her parchment and a quill and began to scribble way what was on the blackboard.
Lina could feel her excitement caught up somewhere in her throat. She was very nervous about brewing her first potion. Lina resolved it couldn't be that hard because that nasty little such and such, Maris (Lina's younger cousin), could do it, then so could she! Lina watched as the Professor explained. She wrote down the steps to it carefully.
Right, that seemed simple enough. Giordano set the kids to work. Lina measured out her water, spilling some onto her shoe. She'd have to be more careful; she didn't need to drop those precious shavings which she'd have to add next. Lina dumped the water into her cauldron and started the flame beneath it. She stared up at the ceiling thinking about that horrid boy. God she missed Bryan. Lina scanned the classroom frowning, she knew he wasn't there but that didn't stop her from looking. Lina set back to work as her water was ready for the next part. Lina looked back down at her paper... Rainbow Shavings, 1/2 gram.... right Lina nodded. Her little hand trembled slightly as she was holding something very valuable in her hands. She weighed the shavings and then scoop them up, dropping them into her potion. Lina grabbed up her spoon and began to stir the stuff up. The shavings began to melt giving the water a glittery appearance. Lina would've loved to glitter as the water did. Maybe she could dip herself in rainbow shaving water and glimmer. No it's probably bad for the skin... Wizarding stuff was so dangerous. Lina realized it now. If she brewed to potion wrong she could end up with something that could eat a hole through a desk or make someone crazy. That was something rather scary to the girl. Lina watched the clock carefully. Five minutes passed. Lina pulled up the spoon and blew on it. She dabbed her finger into the stuff and swiped it across her tongue. It tasted like key lime, which was almost like lemon. [i] Maybe I added a little too much shavings. Lina shrugged, as it was close enough. She finished the last step of adding the centaur hair. She waited a minute and extinguished the flame. Before she put out the flame, Lina thought it best to get rid of the paper with the potion on it, so she dropped it into the flame. The paper quickly burned up. Lina hummed and wiggled around next to her cauldron as she was done. Lina was awfully proud of herself, it wasn't a complete success but it didn't suck so bad either. Some time had passed and Lina bottled up the potion and the girl set to cleaning up. Lina finished right on time as the bell rang. She marked the potion as her own and stuck it up on the desk in front where they left their assignments. Lina ran from the classroom merrily. |
| Posted by: Gia Siemens Aug 19 2004, 01:57 AM | ||
| Gia walked into the classroom and sat down she hoped maybe today would be fun but she wasnt counting on brewing a potion. She listened to professor Giordano talk wand suddenly she heard “Today’s the day you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re well set for potions-brewing now. So I’ll let you loose on your cauldrons.” She was so excited this was it the day she had prepared for going over the notes constantly and making sure she was absolutley ready. “It’s an invention of Professor Snape. He used to swear all his students to secrecy about it, so that it would be taught exclusively at Hogwarts. You might wonder how something like this can be kept secret if it’s such an impressive invention…” "Wow" she wispered to her friend beside her she had heard about Professor Snape but never knew he secretly made a potion. "The human stomach can only hold so much, and you’re inevitably fated to miss out on some of the delicacies that are offered. Well, now you can have it all because of the potion that Professor Snape came up with years ago. It is a potion so brilliant that it can be whatever you want it to be. It is a quite simple process really. This potion, if mixed correctly creates what I like to call a "vortex" in the synapses and sensory neurones between brain and tongue. The usual roles of this passageway are reversed. But now, instead of the brain interpreting what the tongue is sensing, the brain dictates what it wants to taste. This mixture is very special indeed, and I intend to share it with you, as long as you sign this form." This was gonna be good she could feel it. She signed the form as it was passed around and knew from current knowledge in the wizarding world there are curses and hexes that can make one keep ones word. "Now, children, I have just jinxed this form, so that each name on it will come to a horrible horrible fate if they ever choose to tell anyone the secrets of this potion. If you "spill the beans," your face will sprout a large amount of blackened warts, which will grow to form the word ‘cheat.’ I don’t think it’s a reversible process, seeing as one of the girls that I went to school with here had barely begun listing up the ingredients for a wizard who would have paid millions of galleons for the recipe. Last time I saw her, she still ran around with a towel wrapped around her head, covering her face…Let this be warning enough. If you spill, you won’t win a beauty contest afterwards anymore."
"Now, to make the Omnitaste Potion, all we need are some simple ingredients. As you see, the recipe is rather simple, its difficulty more lying in the lengths you’ll have to go to to acquire the ingredients than the brewing itself, Well, as you see, I first poured one litre of water into the cauldron. Now that it’s simmering, I shall add two drops of Erumpent fluid. This is then stirred for 5 minutes, Once you feel the potion is thoroughly stirred, you need to add this..." Professor Giordano Pulled out a jar with a shimmering powder in it and continued to speak. "These are rainbow shavings, They are very rare, and I had to go all the way to Austria to shave these myself, so be careful with them. You need to add only half a gram, and then stir again thoroughly, There is just one thing left to add, A grated hair from a Centaur." She grated the hair and added it and then told them they needed to let it simmer for a few minutes and then we could drink it or save some for later. Gia added a litre of water to te cauldron and waited for it to boil while she was waiting she looked around all the people were shaking and the ones who werent shaking were her friends. She wasnt nervous at all. As the fire came to a boli she carefully added two drops of Erumpment Fluid, she stirred it for 5 minutes. Then she added the 1/2 gram of rainbow shavings and finally she grated the centaur hair and added it to the concoction. As it simmered she prepared the vile and got ready. When the potion was ready she spooned some into the vile and drank some of it. It had a weird sensation she had never felt before tingly and cool. She pocketed the rest of the potion and decided she was satisfied. As she left she fingered the vile in her pocket she was going to save this for a special occasion. |
| Posted by: Laurel Walker Aug 19 2004, 06:01 AM |
| Laurel Walker 1st Year Slytherin ((may edit with homework)) otherwise, attended |
| Posted by: Avia Gales Aug 19 2004, 10:24 AM |
| Avia Gales 1st Year Slytherin Attended |
| Posted by: Lula Lytton Aug 19 2004, 11:58 AM | ||
| Lula Lytton Slytherin First Year Entering the classroom, Lula arched her right eyebrow at the Professor's unusually good mood. She'd learnt not to get her hopes up about actually making a potion previously, but due to this strange mood and the cauldron placed on the Professor's desk she couldn't help but wonder. As she sat down she saw that the rest of the class seemed to be contemplating the same thing, something that didn't usually happen anymore. She grinned when it was finally revealed that they would be potion making, at last she'd get to try it out. As the Professor talked Lula hastily took notes, first signing the piece of parchment as it was passed around. Making sure she got exactly what needed to be done written down, she didn't want to make any mistakes, Lula thought how similar potion making was to muggle cooking, and she loved cooking at home. Perhaps she'd be alright at this.
After finishing off her notes, Lula set off to gather all the ingredients that she would need, so she wouldn't have to interrupt her potion making at a vital stage. She grated the Centaur hair as well, basically for the same reason but to save time later on as well. Following her notes religiously so as not to make any mistakes, Lula took her time, not wanting to rush it like others in her class were. She added the water and as soon as it started simmering she added the two drops, stirring the mixture for five minutes and feeling her arm ache after 3. Tasting the tiniest amount of potion possible she was satisfied to see that it did in fact taste of lemons, and was pleased that everything was ok so far. She added the rainbow shavings and stirred again, using a different arm this time. She really did love the effect the shavings had on the potion, it was so pretty especially when compared to their gloomy surroundings. finally adding the grated Centaur hair she relit the cauldron fire to heat it up again, turning it off just before it boiled. She left it to cool and sighed in relief, it had all gone well. 'I've made cakes more complicated than that' she thought, hoping that she'd be able to manage other more difficult potions just as well. She saw that the potion had cooled and bottled it up, slipping it in her pocket to look at when she got bored. She wasn't sure if she would ever use it, but she would keep it with her just in case. Looking down at the messy state of her desk and cauldron, she pointed her wand at it and said "Scougify" quite simply, glad to see that everything cleared up just fine. Packing up the rest of her stuff she smiled to herself, the lesson had been a good one, and walked out when the Professor dissmissed them. |
| Posted by: Jake Fletching Aug 19 2004, 12:07 PM |
| Jake Fletching Gryffindor First Year Attended Jake was walking around the Gryffindor common room when he noticed the time, he quickly got his bag and ran down the stairs towards the dungeons, he never knew how exhausting it is to be running around the school to be on time. He made it to the ground floor, where all the other pupils of Hogwarts were going around getting to their classes, he slowed down, and walked down the dungeons towards the classroom, he made it in time to hear Professor Giordano say ‘Sit Down, Sit Down’ he turned round to look at her, she had an unusual smile that he’d never seen her give before, he took a seat at the front of the classroom, put his bag under the table and crossed his arms over, put his head on his arms and looked at the front. “Today’s the day you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re well set for potions-brewing now. So I’ll let you loose on your cauldrons.” Jake’s head lifted his head up from his arms, no more essays, no more listening to how to make potions and not doing them, no more looking at weird ingredients, finally they would be making a potion. Jake thought this lesson was getting more and more boring but this will make it even better. “It’s an invention of Professor Snape. He used to swear all his students to secrecy about it, so that it would be taught exclusively at Hogwarts. You might wonder how something like this can be kept secret if it’s such an impressive invention… Professor Snape? He could invent something? From what Jake had heard he was a pathetic man who got thrills out of giving detentions, by the way people made him out to be he couldn’t invent anything, Jake was quite impressed. “Have you ever, students, found yourself in a dilemma such as the following? You stand next to the buffet at a party of some sorts or even the Christmas Feast and find yourself spoilt for choice?” Jake thought, he had never been in that predicament in his life, he went to a lot of parties but never had he got in that dilemma before, his looked around, there were a few people nodding. Jake was still thinking about it when a bit of parchment came round to him, he didn’t hear what it was for, but then he looked at it and it said I solemnly declare that I shall not divulge the ingredients of Professor Snape's Omnitaste Potion to anyone else, for any reason whatsoever, unless it be in test or examination form.. He passed it on to the person sitting next to him and continued to listen to Professor Giordano. Professor Giordano done something to the parchment with her wand, then this silver thing shot at him, it knocked him back a bit, he felt a bit weird but he didn’t really mind. "Now, children, I have just jinxed this form, so that each name on it will come to a horrible horrible fate if they ever choose to tell anyone the secrets of this potion. If you "spill the beans," your face will sprout a large amount of blackened warts, which will grow to form the word ‘cheat.’ Jake thought how funny it’d be to see somebody with that written over them, he didn’t laugh but inside he thought was. He didn’t really fancy having that on his face so he decided not to tell anyone. He saw Professor Giordano put the bit of parchment away and write something on the board. 1 litre of water 2 drops of Erumpent fluid ½ gram of rainbow shavings 1 grated centaur hair Jake listened to Professor Giordano and every word she was saying, he didn’t want to get this wrong at all. Then she lifted something out of the draws of her desk, some sort of colourful powder, she called it Rainbow Shavings, Jake had read about them before, he was amazed how she got them considering how rare they are. “Right now, my faithful students, it's your turn. Your first attempt at potion-making. I want you to follow my instructions carefully. Other than that, enjoy. I shall have an eye on you and help you if you have any problems.” Finally thought Jake, he could have a go at making his first ever potion, he got a cauldron and the ingredients, he tipped a pint of water from a jug, turned on the fire and let the water simmer. He added two drops of Erumpent Fluid, and started stirring, this must’ve been the most boring part of it, he kept on switching arms because it was aching his shoulders and arms. After the five minutes of continuous stirring, he got a spoon and tasted a bit of it, it tasted a little bit of lemons, he didn’t know how much it was meant to taste, how strong and the like, but he continued anyway. Jake got the Rainbow Shavings, they were in a glass jar, it measured exactly half a gram, and he put it in, then he got his centaur hair and grated it, trying not to cut his fingers, he put that in as well, he gave it one last stir and turned the flames off and let it cool. He then got a vial and put the potion in it after it had cooled down, he put it in his bag for later, he didn’t want to waste it. He cleaned up his area and went off. He considered that a very good lesson, one of the best he had ever had. |
| Posted by: Tim Mackenzie Aug 19 2004, 12:16 PM | ||
| Tim Mackenzie First Year Gryffindor Tim signed the sheet of parchment as it was being passed around. He then copied down what Professor Giordano wrote on the balckboard:
Luckily Tim had brought his cauldron to class today, just having a hunch that they would need it. He then took out his cauldron and began to set it up. He went to the front of the room where the supplies were held and picked up the ingredients he needed. He first put in the 1 liter of water just as instructed. And began to read his notes for the next ingredient, Erumphent fluid. He was not sure what that did, but put 2 drops in any way. He then stirred for exactly 5 minutes to the second, so appsolutely nothing would go wrong with the potion. He didn't even think of tasteing it after the warning that Professor iordano gave to the class earlier. Next he opened the jar of rainbow shavings and took out exactly 1/2 gram and poured it in. Next Tim stirred the shavings inside so it would mix thoroughly. The last part was to put the centaur hair in side the mixture. It began to sizzle, he thought that he did it correctly because everyone elses began o do the same thing. He soon bottled it up and let it cool down. Later he tasted it, and nicely enough it was cold, and tasted a lot like peanut butter and chocolate ice cream. |
| Posted by: Aliea Grier Aug 19 2004, 05:23 PM |
| Aliea Grier Slytherin First Year Attended ((homework soon....then I'll work on the other lesson i missed)) |
| Posted by: Kara Richie Aug 19 2004, 05:40 PM |
| Kara Richie 1st Year Gryffindor Attended |
| Posted by: Raen_Kay_Lupal Aug 19 2004, 06:16 PM | ||
| Raen trotted into class and sat down, taking out her notepad and quill. They'd been taking notes and unable to brew a potion for so long, she figured that this year it would be all notes and no practical. But she was soon happy that her thoughts were mistaken. The bell rang and the Professor came in, a smile on her face. Odd... she thought, doodling on the edges of the parchment. Then she heard the words Potion making. Quicker than a flash, the notepad was closed and she was looking eagerly at her teacher, her face glowing with excitement. Finally! A parchment was passed around, the Professor explaining how the potion they were going to make came to be. Something about a Professor Snape inventing it..... Raen scribbled her name down on the parchment and grinned again, passing it to the next student as she took out her measuring things for their assignment. Omnitaste Potion...? Sounds simple enough....So long as I don't drop the rainbow shavings...I heard that they'll change anything they touch a variety of colours and it's rather hard to fix it.... Raen thought as she placed her cauldron over the flames. The water added, she listened to the Professor continue. "Now, to make the Omnitaste Potion, all we need are some simple ingredients. As you see, the recipe is rather simple, its difficulty more lying in the lengths you’ll have to go to to acquire the ingredients than the brewing itself,” the professor explained, watching the water in the cauldron beginning to simmer. “Well, as you see, I first poured one litre of water into the cauldron. Now that it’s simmering, I shall add two drops of Erumpent fluid. This is then stirred for 5 minutes.” Raen raised an eyebrow and took the small vial of Erumpent fluid they'd all been giving, adding two drops very carefully, remembering her essay at the beginning of the year.
She ground her teeth and made sure that she'd only added two before setting the vial down and stirred the cauldron's contents for five minutes, listening to the next step. “If you taste the potion at this point,” she said after a few minutes of silence, “it should remind you of lemons. But beware! Only a little sip. Otherwise your head will be blown clear off your shoulders,” she warned as she dipped a small spoon into the unfinished potion. She tasted it merely with the tip of her tongue and nodded in approval. “Once you feel the potion is thoroughly stirred, you need to add this..." The Slytherin first year took a small sip before looking at what the Professor was showing them. It did taste like lemons.... Professor Giordano pulled out a jar out of one of the drawers in her desk. This desk truly held some miraculous things in the depths of its drawers. When she held up the jar, the students gasped at what was inside it. It was a fine powder, so fine that it looked almost liquid, but it couldn’t be a liquid. It was impossible to tell what colour it was. It was every colour imaginable, and little rays of light darted around the otherwise dull dungeon, twinkling in the eyes of the astonished students. "These are rainbow shavings,” Isabella explained. “They are very rare, and I had to go all the way to Austria to shave these myself, so be careful with them. You need to add only half a gram, and then stir again thoroughly." The powder glittered as it smoothly flowed off the spatula onto the scales and then glittered some more as it dripped into the potion. The students could see that the mixture in the cauldron now took on the rainbow shavings' every-colour property and looked amazing in the dingy half light of the Potions classroom as Professor Giordano stirred it thoroughly. Raen looked at the powder and felt her eyes widen exceptionally, looking at it as the Professor pouring some into her cauldron. As she was given her portion, she passed on the rest and added hers, making sure to stir it until everything was mixed completely before paying attention to the next step. There is just one thing left to add,” the professor said eventually. “A grated hair from a Centaur." She opened a vial that contained several long hairs and grated one of them before she allowed it to drop into the potion. “Now it has to be heated up again, but be careful that it doesn’t come to a boil. Leave it to simmer for a minute and then extinguish the fire and leave it to cool.” She did so. “When it’s cooled down, it can be bottled up and drunk. I don’t mind if you keep some of it for later. As the vial was passed around, Raen absently stirred her potion so far, wondering how it would eventually taste. She heard a small sound of glass on her desk and grabbed up the vial before taking out a long centaur hair and passing it on. I wonder how the centaurs like having their hair plucked out for potions.... she wondered before grating it and adding it in. She had to let it simmer for a minute and then put out the fire so it could cool, she remembered. Doing just this, she sat down for a moment, allowing it to cool while she doodled again. Soon her potion was ready. She bottled it up into two portions, one just in case the Professor needed to grade it, the other for her own useage. Raen uncorked her vial and looked at it, seeing a bunch of blues and greens shimmering before switching the the warmer colours. Did I do it wrong? she wondered before taking a cautious sip. It tasted odd....like, lettuce and broccoli she figured. Not much taste at first....Suddenly she felt her mouth explode with flavor, her saliva rapidly producing itself. She swallowed and grinned, enjoying the left tastes. It tasted like....her favorite foods; strawberries, apples, bananas....roast beef in some places, warm gravy, mashed potatoes and eventually pizza. She wallowed in the lovely tastes before swallowing and realizing it was gone. Heh...I'll DEFINATELY save this for later... Raen thought before packing up her things as the bell rang and left class, happy that she'd actually gotten a chance to brew a potion. |
| Posted by: Aeris CirrusSky Aug 19 2004, 09:36 PM |
| Aeris CirrusSky Gryffindor First Year Will edit |
| Posted by: Charlotte Mielke Aug 19 2004, 09:43 PM | ||
| Charlotte Mielke Slytherin Charlotte entered the classroom early, as usual, and found the professor sporting a rare and rather large smile on her face. She waved the rest of the class in enthusiastically and told them to sit down. The Slytherin peered up at her face curiously wondering if this was, indeed the lesson that they’ll finally begin making a potion. This was their seventh potions lesson of the term already and if they didn’t make a potion in their first year, she was sure her parents would have a word with the Headmaster about it. As if reading her thoughts, Giordano excited announced that they would be, indeed, making their first potion. Char couldn’t help but let her smile overtake her face as several other classmates of hers also sat up straighter in their chairs, their attention fully on their professor. “It’s an invention of Professor Snape. He used to swear all his students to secrecy about it, so that it would be taught exclusively at Hogwarts. You might wonder how something like this can be kept secret if it’s such an impressive invention…” Char’s ears perked up at the mention of Professor Snape. She knew him quite well, book-wise and personally as well. He was a good friend of her parents and came over occasionally to have dinner with them. Although Snape wasn’t exactly sociable to her, he did tell her lots of nasty stories about the Dream Trio. “Have you ever, students, found yourself in a dilemma such as the following? You stand next to the buffet at a party of some sorts or even the Christmas Feast and find yourself spoilt for choice?” Charlotte shook her head slowly, not quite understanding what the Professor meant. She wasn’t one to eat everything either for she wasn’t as fascinated by the oily presence of food as some other people might be. “The human stomach can only hold so much, and you’re inevitably fated to miss out on some of the delicacies that are offered. Well, now you can have it all because of the potion that Professor Snape came up with years ago. It is a potion so brilliant that it can be whatever you want it to be. It is a quite simple process really. This potion, if mixed correctly creates what I like to call a "vortex" in the synapses and sensory neurones between brain and tongue. The usual roles of this passageway are reversed. But now, instead of the brain interpreting what the tongue is sensing, the brain dictates what it wants to taste. This mixture is very special indeed, and I intend to share it with you, as long as you sign this form." Char didn’t quite understand how the potion worked but she pushed that thought aside as Giordano passed around a scroll of parchment and handed it out to someone near the front of the classroom. Since she was near the front as well, the parchment took no time at all to reach her and she quickly and neatly flourished her signature on it. When everybody in the class had signed their part onto the parchment, the professor took it and charmed it. Char felt a magical sort of wind surround her and she inhaled quickly, by surprise. Racking her brain quickly, she realized that Giordano had charmed the scroll to prevent anyone from blurting out the secret of Professor Snape’s potion. Giordano continued on with the lesson and Char copied down notes from the blackboard and from the quick demonstration that the professor did.
The professor did a quick demonstration and then assigned the students their own task of making their very first potion. Charlotte rubbed her hands gleefully as she took out her caldron, making her way to the front to collect the delicate ingredients. She set up her cauldron on the stand and cast a spell on it so that a fire started. “Incendio!” she said, quietly, hoping that nobody heard. She had learned several spells and charms by book and so most of the lessons she was learning in Charms class was pretty much review for her. She poured her litre of water into it and allowed it to simmer, while separating her ingredients before her on the desk in the correct order: Erumpent fluid, Rainbow Shavings, Centaur Hair. As the cauldron began to simmer, Charlotte added in two drops of the Erumpent fluid and stirred cautiously. She wanted her first potion to be absolutely perfect. After stirring it for around 5 minutes, she dipped a small spoon into the steaming liquid and licked at the unfinished potion, satisfied that it gave a sour lemon taste, just like the professor said it would. She prepared for the next ingredient: the rainbow shavings. When the professor had brought this out, she had fallen into a slight trance just looking at the beautiful shimmers of the powder. Char took only half a gram of the shavings and allowed it to slip off the spatula and into the potion, stirring it carefully until the entire potion took on every colour of the rainbow. The little girl couldn’t help but feel very proud of herself that her potion was going according to how the professor had taught. She just hoped that the grated hair from a centaur wasn’t going to be done improperly, that might just screw up her whole potion! Carefully, Char grated the hair and poured the pieces into the potion, watching them blend into the potion. She didn’t stir because the professor didn’t mention stirring after, instead she cast the Incendio charm again at the scales for the fire was going out. Before the potion began to boil, Char extinguished the fire with a spray of water from her wand and allowed for her potion to cool. Finally, her potion was ready to be bottled and Char raised her hand up. The professor made her way over to her and bottled it for her, telling the Slytherin girl to do it herself next time now that she was shown how. After scourgifying her cauldron clean, Charlotte left the classroom with her bottle of Omnitaste potion clutched in her small hand, excited to try it out. |
| Posted by: Kori Banks Aug 20 2004, 01:29 AM | ||||
| Kori Banks Gryffindor 1st year Lesson 7 When Kori walked into Potions and saw the smile on Professor Giordano’s face, a chill went down her spine. Professor Giordano hardly ever smiled, and when she did, it gave Kori the Creeps with a capital C. Most of her fellow student’s went past the professor, looking nonchalant about the smile. Not wanting to look any different than the others, she went right on past and sat down in her seat. She pulled out her parchment and quill. She didn’t figure that they would be making a potion or anything today. But then, Professor Giordano said these glorious words: “Today, Today’s the day you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re well set for potions-brewing now. So I’ll let you loose on your cauldrons.” Yesyesyesyesyes! Kori thought mentally. She had been waiting for this for a while. She was going to make her first potion! Maybe this also meant less essays and such. Kori may have liked homework, but the essays weren’t the same as making a potion! She listened as the Professor went over the potion. Wow, Professor Snape created this potion. He was Mom’s favorite Professor, and her Head of House. she frowned a bit. She still really wanted to be in Slytherin… A piece of Parchment was being passed around the class. Kori had spaced out for a second. It came to her, and she looked at it. It read
It also had most of the students names on it. Kori quickly put her name down on it. Kori Sabrina Banks So they had to sign a type of contract so they wouldn’t snitch and tell Professor Snape’s Secret Omnitatste Potion. I wonder if- she cut her thought off as a streak of silver came out of the Professor’s wand, surrounded the parchment, then broke off into thin fibers, and was drawn in by all the students. So she did put a jinx on it so she made sure that no students snitched. Professor Giordano went on about what they had to do to make the potion. Kori quickly copied everything down onto parchment.
“Right now, my faithful students, it's your turn. Kori didn’t listen to the rest of what Professor Giordano said. She was too busy pulling her cauldron up and getting it ready to make the potion. Her eyes flicked to the parchment as she started the flames underneath the cauldron. She picked up her container with the water, and poured it inside the cauldron. While she waited for the water to start simmering, she decided to grate the centaur hair real quick. She had a little more trouble grating the hair than she thought she would. By the time she had it grated, and inside a small bowl to wait until it was the right time to add it, all the water had gone out of the cauldron. Kori looked inside, not believing it. She carefully pulled her cauldron off the fire so it would cool down a little bit, then went over to a sink and got another liter of water. Now she was the farthest behind. She picked up her cauldron quickly, and placed it back on the fire, and put the water it. Soon, it started to simmer, so she added the Erumpent fluid. She carefully made sure she only put in 2 drops. She started stirring it, timing it carefully. After about 2 minutes, her arms started getting sore. When about 4 minutes were up, every time she brought her arms back towards her, all she could think was, Ouch, ouch, ouch. Finally, the 5 minutes were up. She cautiously put in a small spoon, and then put the tip of her tongue in to try it. It tasted slightly of lemons. So far, she was on the right track. Now it was time for those cool-looking rainbow shavings. She went up and got a small vial of it, went back and measured ½ gram, then added it to the potions, licking her lips nervously, not wanting to spill any of it. her eyes sparkled as she saw the beautiful shavings change the colors of her potion. It was quite beautiful. She stirred them in thoroughly as well. When she thought she was done, she grabbed the bowl containing the grated hair. She dumped it in, and then heated the potion up again. Simmer, not boil went though her head as she carefully watched the potion. If she let it boil, she would ruin the whole thing. Soon, it was simmering. She dipped it up, and put in some bottles. 1 for right now, 1 for later (if it was good), and one to put up on the Professor’s desk, just so Professor Giordano could try it. Here goes nothing she tipped the contents of the bottle into her mouth. Suddenly, it felt like her taste buds had went to heaven with side trips to Hawaii and the Bahamas. She had never tasted anything more wonderful. It was almost like all her favorite flavors mixed together, but it didn’t taste as disgusting as that sounded. She closed her eyes and smiled. The smile still on her face, she literally danced up to Professor Giordano’s desk, and deposited a bottle there. She would defiantly like that. She labeled the bottle with her name, stashed the other bottle in her robes, cleaned up her work area, loaded up her things, and skipped up to the Gryffindor Common room, taking very small sips every so often of the potion in her robes as she went so it would last. |
| Posted by: Alexandria Tyndall Aug 20 2004, 03:15 PM | ||
| Alexandria Tyndall Gryffindor 1st Year ATTENDED Alex hopped into the Potions classroom, genuinely hoping that today would be the day that they got to make a potion. But, even if they weren't, it was ok because she didn't mind that much. As she entered the clasroom; hopping as usual; she noticed that Professor Giordano had a smile on her face and was greeting the other first years as they walked in. “Sit down, sit down. Alex took her seat and plopped her bag behind her, then turned back around and looked at the Professor, who was still smiling. “Today,” the professor began. “Today’s the day you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re well set for potions-brewing now. So I’ll let you loose on your cauldrons.” Alex grinned happily. They were going to make a potion! They were going to make a potion...today!! “Have you ever, students, found yourself in a dilemma such as the following? You stand next to the buffet at a party of some sorts or even the Christmas Feast and find yourself spoilt for choice?” Alex thought about that for a moment, then nodded, smiling slightly. “The human stomach can only hold so much, and you’re inevitably fated to miss out on some of the delicacies that are offered. Well, now you can have it all because of the potion that Professor Snape came up with years ago. It is a potion so brilliant that it can be whatever you want it to be. It is a quite simple process really. This potion, if mixed correctly creates what I like to call a "vortex" in the synapses and sensory neurones between brain and tongue. The usual roles of this passageway are reversed. But now, instead of the brain interpreting what the tongue is sensing, the brain dictates what it wants to taste. This mixture is very special indeed, and I intend to share it with you, as long as you sign this form." She watched as the professor held out a piece of parchment and instructed them to sign it. When it got to Alex, she first read the form, which said:
Smiling, Alex pulled out and signed her name: Alexandria Casey Tyndall. Then she handed it to the boy behind her and turned back to Professor Giordano. When the Professor recieved the paper back, she took it, pointed her wand at it, muttering something under her breath. Something happened, although Alex didn't quite see what was happening...considering that she was under her desk tying her shoe, but when she came back up she listened to the Professor explain that she had jinxed the paper and that all their faces would split out in horrid, black, warts if they ever divulged the secrets of Professor Snape's Omnitaste potion. Professor Giordano turned around and started writing on the board the ingredients that they would need for the potion. 1 litre of water 2 drops of Erumpent fluid ½ gram of rainbow shavings 1 grated centaur hair Alex watched as the Professor poured the liter of water into the cauldron, then added the two drops of Erumpent fluid, telling them how to do what she was doing as she made the potion. “If you taste the potion at this point, it should remind you of lemons. But beware! Only a little sip. Otherwise your head will be blown clear off your shoulders,” the Professor warned them. Alex arched her eyebrows. The professor continued on to say that when they thought that the potion was fully stirred, they were to add... Alex gasped when she saw what the Professor pulled out of her desk drawer and she leaned over onto her desk so she could get a better look at the... "...rainbow shavings. They are very rare, and I had to go all the way to Austria to shave these myself, so be careful with them. You need to add only half a gram, and then stir again thoroughly." She watched as the professor poured the shavings into the potion, making the potion rainbow-like. Finally she added the last thing to the potion, a grated Centuar hair, then she turned to the class of first years and said, [i]“Right now, my faithful students, it's your turn. Your first attempt at potion-making. I want you to follow my instructions carefully. Other than that, enjoy. I shall have an eye on you and help you if you have any problems.” Alex took out the necessary ingredients, including her cauldron and a spatula. She was a little nervous about making her first potion, being fairly sure that she would be the only one that wouldn't be able to make it, but she reminded herself that trying was the main thing here. It was her first potion, after all. She poured the liter of water into the cauldron, checked to see that there was a fire going under it, then waited for the water to start simmering. When it was simmering, Alex held up the vial of Erumpent fluid, swirling it slightly to see if there was any liquid in there. She carefully opened the top and put her face close to the cauldron so she could count the drops that were going into the water. "1......2!" Alex quickly screwed the lid back onto the vial, putting it next to the empty water bottle. She leaned over and looked at the ingredients list, after taking a tiny, tiny taste of the potion. It did, indeed, taste like lemons. Alex smiled to herself. Maybe she actually would be successful in making her first potion! Rainbow shavings Smiling broadly, Alex held up the other vial that held the rainbow shavings in it, marvelling at the fact that the Professor had to go all the way to Austria to get some of these. They were so amazing! She measured and poured half a gram of the shavings into the potion, watching as they fell, glittering, into the cauldron, doing exactly what they had done to the professor's potion: given it a rainbow like appearance. "And now for the last ingredient...a grated hair of a Centaur." She carefully pulled a single hair out of the vial, then handed it over to her neighbor so he could have some, then ever so carefully, grated it and put it into the potion. Then she let it simmer for a minute or two, the cut the heat source, allowing her potion to cool. When it was finally cooled off, Alex tasted just a little bit of it. Then she smiled broadly. It tasted good, like...ice cream or pumpkin juice or cauldron cakes. Something that she couldn't really place, but it tasted good! Smiling, she wrote her name on a piece of tape, taping it to the side of a vial, then placed the vial with a sample of her potion onto the Professor's desk. Then she went over to her desk, poured the rest of the potion into a jar, put it into her bag, and walked out of the clasroom, feeling a great feeling of success. (edited to add homework!) |
| Posted by: Urian Van Krail Aug 20 2004, 03:43 PM |
| Urian Van Krail Slytherin First Year When Professor Giordano was done with her lecture, she told them all to follow her instructions carefully and brew the potion and after finally getting his cauldron hooked up like everyone else Urian had a fire heated up directly underneath the things and the ingredients right in front of him… Now, if his perfect memory was doing its job then the first ingredient was one liter of water… The child sorted through his measuring devises, feeling for the one that had one liter written across it. When blind and in Potions class one needed a measuring cup for everything… No sooner did he find the thing did he gather up the appropriate amount of water and dump it gently into the cauldron. It simmered nicely and Urian took that as the initiative to add his two drops of Erumpent Fluid. He picked up the bottle… and wondered how he would know when he had dropped exactly two bits of the liquid into the water… Knowing that he would have to go by ear, the child swished the end of his eye dropper (which was now full of Erumpent Fluid) and smiled pleasantly when he heard a giant out of place sizzle in the cauldron. He repeated his actions, stopping when he heard the same sizzling before his picked up his spoon and started stirring. For some odd reason, the infamous ‘Double, bubble, toil and trouble’ song popped into his mind… Probably because the carol was a favorite of the school quire to be sung around the holiday season… Still, Urian stirred correctly, not letting any of the mixture fly out of his cauldron, while keeping track of time, and before he knew it the potion was ready for its next ingredient… Rainbow Shavings… He gathered up the shavings, brushing his finger flat over the top to make sure that he was adding too much, before he carefully dropped the colorful things into the cauldron. Another out of place sizzling sound was present for a few moments before it died down and Urian began to stir once more. This was the tricky part… for he did not know how long to stir the pot… perhaps he could go by thickness? When the rainbow bits disintegrated into the potion he could go for a bit longer and then add the grated centaur hair… When stirring the potion became more of a smooth process Urian continued to stir his quietly hissing potion before he stopped and added the grated centaur hair (and trust me, grating that bit of hair was not easy for the blind boy…). After that, he let everything sit and sizzle nicely for a moment, but as the hissing of his cauldron became more noticeable the boy let the thing cool before it boiled. Putting out the fire like Professor Giordano instructed, he waited for his potion to cool off so that he could store it in a vile so that Professor Giordano could grade it and test taste it. Eventually the thing was at the perfect temperature for drinking and Urian pulled a spoon full of the stuff to his lips. It tasted like… Water. The child smiled, knowing that you never good go wrong with a lovely class of water… in fact the stuff was his favorite drink in the world… Probably the reason why he tasted that over everything else… Odd… After taping his name to the side of a vile that had a sample of the potion he had just brewed, Urian put the thing on Professor Giordano’s desk and headed back to his own. Class would be over soon, meaning that he could quickly dart over to his dorm room, put away his things, and then head to the chamber for a quick match. |
| Posted by: Celebrean Lamana Aug 20 2004, 04:18 PM | ||||||||
Celebrean had begun to wonder if they were ever going to make a potion. She had argued with herself if she should bother lugging the caldron to class. As she entered the classroom she noticed the smiled on Professor Giordano’s face and walked the other way to her seat. Sitting down, she pulled out a quill and some parchment, ready for class to begin.
Celebrean’s bored face broke into a smile as she learned that fact. They would really be brewing potions. Not writing essays or taking notes on things that made her want to fall asleep, but actually getting to brew potions! She listened as Professor Giordano explained how the potion was created by Professor Snape, which was something she had not expected. Celebrean thought the potion sounded very interesting, and it would be fun to brew.
When the scroll finally got to her, Celebrean grabbed her quill and signed her name. Celebrean Lamana. Of course she wouldn’t tell anyone. She wondered though, why Professor Snape would only leave it for Hogwarts students to brew when he could probably make a lot of money off of it. Celebrean watched as, after the last name was signed, Professor Giordano muttered something she couldn’t hear and a streak of silver rushed to the scroll. It was quite a site. Celebrean inhaled one of the partials and had a pretty good idea of what it was Professor Giordano had done.
Just as I thought Celebrean thought to herself as she listened to her professor continue the lecture. Finally, Celebrean got to see what they would be using in the potion. She listened as the professor explained what to do for the potion. She stared at the…well thing in the jar. She couldn’t explain what it looked like, and she didn’t know what it was but it was so beautiful.
Celebrean couldn’t believe they were being allowed to use that. She listened to the rest of the explanation. She wanted her potion to be perfect. Quickly she set up her caldron, making sure everything was set up right, and took a deep breath. She fired it up and put in one litre of water. Glancing at the other students, she waited for it to start to simmer which happened fairly quickly. After it started to simmer she let two drops of Erumpent fluid fall into her caldron and began to stir it, keeping careful time. Once it had been five minutes she stopped stirring. Dipping a spoon into the potion, she let a bit touch her tongue and was reminded of lemons, meaning she was doing this right. Adding half a gram of the rainbow shavings carefully, she began to stir. When she thought she had stirred thoroughly enough she stopped and stared at the potion a few seconds. It was amazing. Coming to her senses Celebrean took a Centaur hair from the vial and grated it up, letting it fall into the caldron. Letting her potion simmer, but careful to watch that it didn’t boil, she waited. A minute later she got rid of her fire and left it to cool, in the meantime putting away what she didn’t need and washing her hands. After her potion was cool, she put a spoonful to her lips and drank it. She wasn’t sure what it tasted like. Suddenly tastes explode in her mouth, tastes of her favorite candy and chicken and potatoes. Grinning, Celebrean labeled a vial of potion with her name, house, and year and put it on her desk, taking the rest with her. |
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| Posted by: Trinity Goldiair Aug 22 2004, 10:25 AM | ||
| Walking briskly into the classroom she placed her books and the likes onto her desk, befor pulling the seat out and sitting down. Staring up to the front of the class she knew she should be paying attention but, the teacher was yet to talk. Pulling out some Parchment as the lesson began she got ready to take a few notes. Listening intently to take her mind of other things. When a piece of parchment that was being passed around landed with her she quickly read it over then signed.
Once again listening a smile formed upon her face a sshe head they would be testing the potion. The first time doing potions at school. Quickly taking note of the ingrediants, she noted that she should be able to do it, she'd done some potion making befor. 1 litre of water 2 drops of Erumpent fluid ½ gram of rainbow shavings 1 grated centaur hair Reaching into her bag she pulled out a bandana to keep her hair out of the way, and to stop it from becoming greasy. THen adding 1 litre of waterto the caldron then when it was simmering she added the two drops of Erumpent fluid to it, then began to stir it. When she had sirred it throughly for 5 minutes. Taking the tinyist of sips she grinned but also grimaced. It tasted like lemons just as sweet to. Adding the half a gram of rainbow shavings she once again began stiring thoughtrully, watchig the potion with every color that was imaginable and some that were not. Looking to her desk she had one more ingrediant left to add, 1 grated centuar hair. dropping the now grated hair into the potion, she watched it ith a hawk like eye to check that it didn't come to the boil. Then estiguishing the flame she watched it cool down untill it was at the stage where you could drink it. Bottling it all up she took a mouth full of one, it tasted like Strawberries. Yummy. Then taking one bottle up to the desk with her name, house and year on it she took the bandana of. a put waay all of her equipment, taking the other bottles with her. |
| Posted by: Sorsha Corvidae Aug 22 2004, 12:14 PM |
| Sorsha skipped happily to the potions dungeon, she had almost forgotten her cauldron, they had never actually used it as a cauldron, but it was handy for carrying her books. She took her usual seat up front and set her cauldron on the floor at her feet, getting her quill and parchment ready for their next lecture. Her eyes flew open wide, and a smile burst onto the childs face to rival the beaming of the sun. Today they were actually going to brew a potion. She took her turn signing the contract with no in trepidations, Wizards signed all kinds of contracts, Sorsha knew very well how to keep secrets. She needed no special threat; she had no desire for leeks to sprout from her ears or something equally nasty. Besides Sorsha had learned from her father, you were only as good as your word, Honor was everything. She packed away her quill and parchment and excitedly grabbed her cauldron. She read every line on the blackboard twice; to be sure, she hadn’t missed anything. Sorsha carefully poured exactly a litre of water into her cauldron and placed the cauldron on the unusual blue flames, prodding them a bit with her wand, as they seemed to want to go out. As the water began to simmer, Sorsha walked up to the professors desk, taking the stopper from the bottle of Erumpent and made the short trip back to her own cauldron and very carefully allowed two small crystalline drop to slowly plop into her cauldron with the tiniest hissing sounds. She carefully stirred the clear simmering liquid, it shimmered in the dim torch light of the dungeon, and a pungent yet not unpleasant smell accosted the girls’ nose. Moreover, a light haze of yellowish steam rose from the cauldron, it smelled remarkable like a candy Sorsha had been introduced to; Lemon sherberts. She bent under her desk and tore a square of parchment from a loose sheet, fashioning a makeshift packet for ingredients, much like the folded paper packets you got from the chemist. She went back to the professors’ desk and replaced the stopper, she then took the jar that seemed to hold moonlight captured in its depths. The prismatic colours were enchanting in themselves, holding her enthralled for a moment longer than perhaps it should. She measured out precisely one half gram of the powder, not a grain more or less, and slipped it onto the piece of spare parchment to be able to transport it to her own cauldron. Upon adding the rainbow shaving and stirring, her liquid took on a whole different set of characteristics, it was as if several paint tins had been spilt in her cauldron, a wild and dazzling array of colours reflected in its waters, spinning and swirling together but not mixing into that muddy brown shade you got if you mixed real colours together, each stayed separate, dancing in between one and other in every changing patterns. She stood and watched the dance in her cauldron, the colours reflecting in her eyes. It was difficult to pull herself away from its startling beauty. However beautiful it was, it was time for the final ingredient. She again approached the professors desk, and taking a small hair from the vial, she grated it, careful to not cut her fingers on the tiny grater and again utilized her makeshift ingredients transporter, added it to her cauldron. It hissed and stemmed profusely, Sorsha was suddenly worried that perhaps she had done something wrong. She prodded the flames once again and stirred careful to make sure the mixture did not boil. And she counted “one one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand.’ until by her counting she had waited one full minute, and removed the cauldron from the flames allowing it to cool. A most remarkable liquid, it still held the very strong smell of lemons, yet it had taken on a deep cerulean blue colour, like that time where night meets day, where all is quiet and the sky is a deep even blue. She brought a small sample on a spoon to her lips, the smell was quiet pleasant, and there was no reason the taste should not be. She expected it to taste of lemons; her taste buds almost went into shock however, when the mixture tasted strongly of licorice. Not a bad taste, but very much unexpected due to the aroma and the colour. She nodded, happy with her apparent success at her first ever potion, and carefully poured a flask for the professor to mark, being sure to include her name house and year on it label, and left it on Professor Giordano desk with the others. She poured a second flask and secured it carefully in her robes, before the cleaning up for the end of class. |
| Posted by: Jimmy_Windle Aug 23 2004, 03:35 AM | ||||
| Jimmy Windle First Year Gryffindor Potions Lesson 7: The Omnitaste Potion It would seem that the young Gryffindor boy was acutally looking forward to this class. There was a slight hop in the way he walked; his well shined shoes clicking as he made his way down the corridor with a throng of other students. A grin pulled back on his tiers as he walked into the classroom, his eye's meeting the Professor. " Goo' Day, Professor! " The boy said cheerfully as he gave a nod walking past the Potion's Mistress. Quickly, the boy took his seat in the front of the classroom. It would seem that it had become a habit that he was to get a seat right infront of the Professor's desk, and he would take no other. Dark ,coal spheres gleamed as the Professor told the children to sit and began her lesson. Jimmy wasn't th eone to take notes, but listened carefully as she explained. The Omnitaste Potion had been a creation of the former Potions teacher; this made his eyes go large as he sat in he seat contently. A few blinks were given to hear that this potion was to be kept a secret. The boy sighed and shrugged it off as the Professor placed the parchment in the front row for the students to sign.
The boy wrote his name down in his signature, even if it wasn't as legible as those before him. He shrugged his shoulders and passed on the parchment. As soon as the parchment had been passed around, the Professor mutter words. Jimmy's tiers slowly parted as the silver string-like mist came towards him. A few blinks were given as he swallowed, feeling a small tingling down his throat. I just swallowed that..!? The boy coughed a bit, before straightening himself and looked to the Professor. She had begun writing the directions of the Potion onto the board and soon began to make the potion. Once more, the boy watched intently -- not wanting to blink in fearing he would miss something. But nothing extrodinary happened, to his dismay. The Omnitaste Potion the Professor had brew came to settle and thus she assigned the students to make their own. The boy quickly got his cauldron and placed it above the his wand, in which he had made to make a small flame. The boy's eyes lifted as he looked to the board for the directions once again. Now.. for the ingredients..
Should be easy enough.. Once more the boy shrugged his shoulders as he measures the litre of water and pored it in. Letting it settle the right amount of time, he took a dropper and drop two drops of Erumpent fluid into the cauldron. Once more, he stired to the right consistancy and got a ½ gram of the rainbow shavings he needed. Letting these drop into the cauldron he stirred the potion slightly before getting a centair hair and beginning to grate it. Fingers grinded together as he let the hair's sprinkle into the cauldron. Now, he stirred the potion once more. The boy sighed as he placed his stiring device to the side of the potion, letting the potion sit without the flame. Eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the liquid within his cauldron. He had hoped that he had done it correctly -- he really didn't want to fail. He swallowed hard suddenly as he took a spoon and pored some of the potion into a small cup. " Please... let me have done this right.. " The boy muttered to himself before he let the liquid pore into his mouth. With a swig of the drink, he placed the cup down and sat there for a moment. Sloshing the liquid around, his taste buds seemed to be ablaze with the flavor of peppermint. A few blinks were given as he swallowed. Odd.. I was just thinking of peppermints.. A brow raised as he looked at the liquid in the cup within his hand. It would seem that this young Gryffindor was quite slow at the moment... The boy let out a small yelp as his features changed. Tiers pulled back into a triumphant warrior. With this excitement, the boy hadn't even noticed the several of the other students were poring their liquids into viles to take with them. Eyelashes fluttered as he glanced about, another small yelp escaping his tiers as he too pored the liquid into a vile to take with him. Gathering up his things he lifted from his seat and made his way towards the door. I.. can't.. believe.. I DID IT!! Tiers were still pulled back into a grin as he came to the door. Coming to a halt he glanced back to the Professor, his grin still plastered onto his face. " Bye Professor! " He said with glee in his voice before skipping out of the classroom. ( xD He's so slow.. ) |
| Posted by: shreya shetty Aug 23 2004, 10:26 AM | ||||
| Shreya dragged her cauldron to the potions class. She hoped they would get to use it today. She sat down at the front of the class and took out her parchment and quill and sat ready for the class to begin. “Today’s the day you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re well set for potions-brewing now. So I’ll let you loose on your cauldrons.” “Yes, finally we get to brew potions,” thought Shreya. She was a little taken aback to hear that the potion was professor Snape’s invention. “Have you ever, students, found yourself in a dilemma such as the following? You stand next to the buffet at a party of some sorts or even the Christmas Feast and find yourself spoilt for choice?” “The human stomach can only hold so much, and you’re inevitably fated to miss out on some of the delicacies that are offered. Well, now you can have it all because of the potion that Professor Snape came up with years ago. It is a potion so brilliant that it can be whatever you want it to be. It is a quite simple process really. This potion, if mixed correctly creates what I like to call a "vortex" in the synapses and sensory neurones between brain and tongue. The usual roles of this passageway are reversed. But now, instead of the brain interpreting what the tongue is sensing, the brain dictates what it wants to taste. This mixture is very special indeed, and I intend to share it with you, as long as you sign this form." Shreya thought the potion was very amazing. She looked at the form that professor Giordano was holding. “Pass this around. Sign your name on it, each of you.” Shreya waited as the form was passed around. As it landed on her desk she read it quickly. It said:
She signed on it quickly and passed it on. She was astonished to hear about what happened to someone who didn’t abide by the form of secrecy. Soon she could see the ingredients on the chalkboard. She noted them down very carefully.
She listened carefully to her professor as she told them how to brew the potion. Soon the potion was made. “Right now, my faithful students, it's your turn. Your first attempt at potion making. I want you to follow my instructions carefully. Other than that, enjoy. I shall have an eye on you and help you if you have any problems.” Shreya was extremely thrilled about brewing the potion. She placed her cauldron on her table and set of to work right away. She poured a litre of water into the cauldron and let it simmer. Then she added two drops of erumpent fluid in it and let it boil for 5 minutes. She then tasted her potion. She was pleased to find that it did actually taste like lemons. Then she took the unusual rainbow shavings very cautiously and added one gram of them into the concoction. “Now I just have to add the grated hair of a centaur,” she said. She had some difficulty in grating it and almost cut her finger. But soon she managed to do it. She added the last ingredient and let the mixture simmer for a minute. Then she extinguished the fire and waited for the potion to cool. She went over the instructions mentally to see if she hadn’t missed out anything. She tasted it tentatively. It tasted like a mixture of chocolate and strawberry. “I wonder if it’s supposed to taste like this,” she wondered. When she was satisfied that she was done she sat down and noted down the recipe on her parchment, waiting for the class to end. The suddenly she realised that she was supposed to bottle her potion so that her professor could check it. So she bottled her potion quickly and corked it up. Then she stuck a piece of parchment on the bottle clearly stating her name, year and house and placed the bottle on the professors table. |
| Posted by: Bahh Ortiz Aug 23 2004, 05:07 PM |
| Bahh Ortiz First Year Slytherin Attended Bahh walked into class from her common room down the corridor. Although she wasn’t doing as well in the class as she wanted, she still enjoyed the fact that class was so close. She quietly walked into the room, offering small smiles to her friends, and sat in the middle of the room, a seat she had taken habit in sitting in. She nodded politely to her neighbors as she pulled out her notebook. It would probably end up being another class on theory and notes. Although boring, at least she felt she was getting something out of the class…unlike the ridiculous Herbology classes. Bahh was surprised, though, that the professor was going to start a practical class with the first years. She took the small parchment that the professor was handing out and quickly signed her sloppy signature. She then watched as a small string flew from the paper (after the professor had charmed it, of course) and flew straight into her mouth. A small shivering sensation traveled down her spine and she swallowed uncomfortably. It seemed like such a strange way to keep someone from saying something. Bahh sat and listened as her professor explained what they were going to do in the class. Ever since the Slytherin woman had the class on ingredients, Bahh had brought her materials to the class. Bahh figured they would soon be doing a hands-on project in the Potion’s classroom. And she was right. A small smirk flashed over her mouth as Bahh watched and listened as Giordano demonstrated how to make the simple potion. It couldn’t be that difficult. Sort of like cooking. Bahh enjoyed watching her mother cook, so maybe she would have a chance to be really good at potionmaking. She wasn’t doing as great as she wanted to do on her essays, so hopefully this would be more successful. Bahh looked at her small caldron and filled it with the litre of water. She looked at the rippling liquid resting peacefully in the dark metal. She lit a small fire under the caldron and waited for it to begin simmering. She bent over quietly and looked at her bubbling reflection, satisfied that things were going well. She outstretched her hand and grabbed the small bottle of the Erumpent potion and carefully added two small drops to the water. Her eyes followed the small ripples and saw as the two liquids separated. She stirred them quietly and looked at her classmates. They were all doing the same thing. After a few moments of stirring, she picked up the spoon and let the tip of her tongue touch the mixture. Her eyes watered and her jaw began to tingle from the bitter lemon taste. She shook her head slightly, satisfied that the mixture was as it was supposed to be. Bahh then raised her hand to get the rainbow shavings and they were passed down to her. She carefully measured out half a gram, concentrating on getting the perfect amount and not wasting any of the precious material. She added them to the liquid and watched as, almost immediately, the liquid reflected the millions of colors of the rainbow. She shivered slightly, truly appreciating the color in the caldron. It was spectacular. Bahh was almost feeling bad about adding the final ingredient. The potion was already too beautiful to ruin. She took the Centaur hairs, though, and looked at them carefully. She wasn’t really sure how to grate them and put them in the mortar. Carefully, she pushed on them with the pestle, wanting to get them perfect. She seemed to work on them a lot longer than the other students, though. The hairs turned into more of a powder, but they seemed to be fine. She let all the little particles fall into the caldron, the colors of the liquid quickly fading away. Below the caldron, she lit a small fire. She watched as the potion began to quietly ripple and then simmer. She immediately turned off the heat and let the potion cool. While she was waiting, she curiously looked at some of her neighbor’s brewed potions. Most of them looked exactly like hers, but some seemed extremely discolored or the wrong consistency. Bahh couldn’t imagine what the Slytherin professor would do to those students. She could almost imagine a horrible punishment of incompetence. Before class ended, Bahh took a small vial and put some of the potion in it, planning on keeping some for herself. Before stoppering it, she took a tiny sip. Her stomach grumbled hungrily, and she soon was washed over with the taste of sausages. She had been fancying some all day. She had succeeded in making the potion! Satisfied in the fact she hadn't been blown up but the potion, Bahh placed the rest in a bottle for her professor and proceeded to clean up her small section. |
| Posted by: Caden Gallagher Aug 23 2004, 07:33 PM | ||||||
| Caden Gallagher First Year Slytherin Lesson Seven She was smiling, Caden noted, as soon as he took his seat. Oh, Lord, she was smiling. It either meant something horribly wrong or terrific in his favor. He was hoping it was the latter of the two. One never knew with Professor Giordano. Caden took out his things he usually pulled free from his bag: Writing utensils and parchment. Just about to bend back down to find a different color pot of ink, Caden froze, ears perked and listening intently to what the professor had just said. Today’s the day you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re well set for potions-brewing now. So I’ll let you loose on your cauldrons. A small smile of intense glee crept upon Caden's face as he straightened back up in his chair. Potions! They were making potions! As silly as it was to say, he had almost forgotten potion-making was in the class's future. Vaguely paying attention to Professor Giordano's introduction, Caden let his mind wander. He wondered what sort of potion they would be making. He caught enough of her speech to understand it was a creation of Professor Snape. He supposed that part didn't mean as much to him then if he had had him as a teacher himself. But other than that, he was clueless. After today, the vast world of potions would be at his feet. Erm. Sort of. He supposed he could handle this one potion, he decided, as Professor Giordano continued. Anything more complex, he'd have to see. Depending on how well he brews this potion. And 'this potion', Caden learned after a bit of listening, was called the 'Omnitaste Potion'. Caden jotted down a few notes before the slips of paper reached him.
The small slip of paper was shoved onto Caden's desk by an eager looking Gryffindor. Raising his eyebrow slightly at her facial expression, Caden read the sheet, and scribbled down his signature, which definitely needed some work. Watching the spell take form after Professor Giordano mumbled an incantation, Caden couldn't help but laugh slightly. A few people looked mortified at what just happened. Well, Caden thought, drumming his fingers lightly upon his desk, If you keep your fat mouths shut, there won't be any problems. Simple, really. A few words appeared on the board infront of them, and Caden skimmed through them. There weren't so many ingredients, he decided. As the professor explained how to make the potion, Caden wrote the steps down on the paper he already began writing on.
Caden looked up at the sound of footsteps and a desk drawer moving about. He tilted his head slightly, getting a better look at what was in Professor Giordano's hand. It was...peculiar, yet fascinating at the same time. He couldn't decide what exactly it was. With a simple flick of the professor's finger, the substance changed color. It looked oddly like a liquid, but it had to be a solid. Or something. His eyes lingered on the jar a few moments longer than he wanted to, before glancing back to Professor Giordano, who was explaining what it was. You can shave a rainbow? Caden asked in his head, befuddled by the mere thought. Never the less, he continued to write what he heard.
Setting his quill down and pulling the cauldron towards him, Caden froze for a moment. Now, it was his turn to make the potion. He glanced down at the bottom of the cauldron before pulling the ingredients together and getting to work. "One liter of water." Caden mumbled aloud, pouring the liquid into his cauldron. He got his fire started, and waited for it to simmer. Did he even know what to classify a simmer as? What if he boiled it, instead of simmering it, and it blew up in his face or something? Caden glanced to his neighbor's cauldron, as the girl added the next step. She looked like she knew what she was doing. The water seemed to be simmering. "Alright. Next step." Caden checked his notes, seeing what he had to add next. "Erumpent liquid. Two drops. Got it." Caden delicately added two drops of the liquid, before looking to his notes, his cauldron, and to what was in his hands. He stirred the potion, watching the clock to see how long five minutes would take. Not very long, he decided, because soon he was taking a bit of the potion and pouring it into his mouth. He let the liquid roll over his tongue a few times before swallowing it. He wasn't dead. He had to be doing something right. "Hah. It really does taste like lemons." After he felt like he stirred enough, Caden picked up his notes, read, and re-read the next directions. 'Step Three: Add 1/2 gram of rainbow shavings and stir to my heart's content'. He snorted at his own stupid note taking abilities as he measured out 1/2 rainbow shavings before dumping them into the cauldron. See? This isn't so bad...Caden thought, a small bubble of pride erupting in his stomach. After mixing the shavings into the semi-brewed potion, Caden went for the next step. Grated centaur hair. "Doesn't this look delicious..." Caden muttered sarcastically, grating away at the hair and receiving an odd look from a seat neighbor. He dropped the grated ingredients into the potion, and turned the heat back up to the oh-so-popular simmer, watching them mix in with everything else. Another few moments passed, and Caden extinguished the fire beneath his potion and let it cool. It was right then did Caden realize how impatient he was when it came to schoolwork. He was constantly waving his hand over potion to see if it was cool enough. It never was. Quite a few people had bottled their potions up before him, but Caden wanted his to be just right. What did it matter if the others were faster? His was better. Even if it wasn't really... Finally seeing it was cooled down enough, Caden left his desk to where the bottles were located, and took two. One for Professor Giordano to grade and the other for him to taste whenever he had enough courage. Emptying his cauldron between the two bottles, Caden walked over to the professor, handing her his bottle with his name and house on it. After cleaning and gathering his things, Caden pocketed his potion and headed for the door. |
| Posted by: Arista Rinvaleré Aug 23 2004, 11:28 PM |
| Arista Rinvaleré Slytherin 1st Year Arista dragged herself into the Potions classroom, not at all hyperactive as she should be. Professor Giordano was positively radiating that day with a rare good mood which put the child in great awareness as she cautiously inched past her to reach her selected seat. As usual, she began to withdraw all the necessary ‘equipment’: ink, quills, and parchment. Arista arched an eyebrow as the woman announced that they will be doing practical work that day. Potion brewing, finally what she wanted! The child always had a fascination with Potions due to her heavy reading on the subject along with the many occasions in which she would watch her nanny make them....or she would help too. More than anything in the world, the girl adored Potions and believed it to be the solution to life as it could already cause so many things. It was all there: life, death, power, and failure... She listened intently to the professor, wondering how impressive the potion really is. If it was made by Severus Snape, then it must be good. Arista looked dumbfounded at the mention of food. So that’s what it is about? Tasting the food one wants? Her stomach growled hungrily in the back and she blushed. Yes... that potion definitely had use at parties and other events. How she wanted to taste the food her house elves made... Yum... Arista gathered up all of her self resistance and pushed her thoughts away from delicious foods as she continued to listen to the professor. Her hand shook in uncertainty while she signed the parchment passed to her. There was something Professor Giordano was hiding at this point... Her gray eyes widened as the realized what had just happened. The parchment was jinxed! Not that she was quite worried about ‘spilling the beans’ but she thought it was such a sly trick. Arista smirked, feeling a sense of pride about the situation. It wasn’t every day that a professor does this. The child looked at the board and memorized the ingredients; perhaps writing them down wasn’t a good idea. Just the prospect of someone finding her notes or something was devastating. Could she get those black warts if it had been unintentional? Arista was so confused, but she decided to be safe and just memorize the ingredients by heart and write down the instructions with abbreviated ingredients. Once Professor Giordano finished and told them to begin brewing their potions, Arista breathed in excitedly and waited for the litre of water in the cauldron to simmer before adding in two drops of Erumpent fluid. Arista stirred for five minutes as a few drops of perspiration glided down her skin. The girl cautiously took in a bare small spoonful and tasted it. Lemon, indeed. Putting in half a gram of rainbow shavings, the girl started to stir again as she watched the other students fool with the beautiful powder. That definitely has to be her favorite ingredient... Arista moved on and grated a Centaur hair before adding it to her cauldron. Heating it, then letting it simmer, she waited for the right moment. Later when she was done, Arista beamed as she scooped some in a vial with her name label on it. Her dark eyes stared at her cauldron for a moment before scooping some into more vials. For later use, she decided. Arista took a sip out of one but did not taste anything at first. A cool feeling brushed through her head she thought as she took another sip, thinking of pineapples. The fresh taste of fresh pineapple engulfed her mouth and she smiled brightly. She turned around as she strolled out of the class with her things. Tearing a little piece of her parchment, she unobviously put it into her mouth. Curiosity! Instead of tasting the nasty paper, the tastes of chocolate cake filled her mouth. YumYum... Arista sauntered along with the other students, completely forgetting that she had just ate parchment. |
| Posted by: Faith_Dans_La_Coeur Aug 24 2004, 12:42 PM |
| Faith Dans La Coeur Lesson Seven Slytherin First Year Attended |
| Posted by: Robyn Ciaran Aug 24 2004, 10:13 PM |
| Robyn Ciaran 1st Year Gryffindor Attended |
| Posted by: Ava Inone Aug 25 2004, 02:29 AM |
| Ava Inone First Year Gryffindor ___________________ Ava entered the classroom at a leisurely pace. She finally had arrived early enough to not be hurried.Now that she was all caught up on her work, a feeling of calm had come over her. That calm feeling dimished slightly when she realized that today would be their first official day of potion-making. She became more intrigued, though, when she realized that this was a secret potion, the ingredients and procedure never to be divulged to another soul. When the scroll came around to Ava, she hastily scribbled her name, more excited to begin now than she had been before. As Professor Giordano began told them about the consequences of divulging said ingredient and procedure, Ava shuddered unpleasantly, vanity showing through. She touched her face protectively, trying to wish away the image of her forehead covered in warts. Not a pretty sight. Not a pretty sight at all. Ava paid close attention as the Professor wrote the ingredients on the board. Rainbow shavings? Even though Ava was a half-bloo her father had never told her of rainbow shavings. They sounded quite interesting. Ava watched the demonstartion intently, trying to remember Professor Giordano's Every move. When she deemed it their turn, Ava began. She poured a carefully measure litre of water, and poured int into the cauldron. Waiting for it to simmer, she withdrew her Erumpet fluid, and put the two drops in. Now for the part Ava was looking forward to. She carefully measured out the half-gram of rainbow shavings, dazzled by the surreality they caused. Reluctantly, she put them into the cauldron. It almost seemed like a waste, really. They didn't do any aesthetic good in the potion. Lastly, she added the centaur hair, a bit unsurely. Why would anyone willingly put hair in their food? Ava wondered. But it was too late for that. Finally finished, she bottled the flask and slipped it into her pocket for tasting in the Great Hall. |
| Posted by: Lilly_kinkirk Aug 25 2004, 07:32 AM |
| Lilly kinkirk 1st year Gryffindor Attended. |
| Posted by: Tony Versail Aug 25 2004, 12:53 PM |
| Tony Versail first-year Gryffindor Attended |
| Posted by: Sage Weimar Aug 25 2004, 03:04 PM |
| Sage Weimar First Year Slytherin Attended |