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08 March 2007 @ 12:56 pm
WHO Rodolphus and Evan
WHERE The dungeons
WHY Potions class

The Prefect entered the class fashionably late, to the professor's dismay. He tried to mask his smile as he recieved a deserving glare. Before being a Prefect, Professor Slughorn might have said something, but now he was free and in the clear. Sometimes, Lestrange considered himself an unofficial member of the Slug Club.

With a sigh, he moved over to his seat and lowered himself into it. Evan was sitting to his right like they had since their first year. It was one of those things that Rodolphus had come to rely on with for the sense of continuity. After all, he did consider Evan a friend.

Slowly reached into his bag and pulled out his textbook and gently placed it on the desk. Lestrange glanced over to see what page they were on and quickly he turned to page 1265.

"I thought we made this last week," he whispered to Evan.

rosierred on March 9th, 2007 10:56 pm (UTC)
Evan flinched and moved backwards as Rodolphus' potion began behaving rather strangely. It was not written anywhere in the book that it ought to do that- in fact, it should've turned a pale purple after adding the frogs legs and stirring.

"Did you stir it the extra quarter? Or counter clockwise rather than clock wise? I don't think it's quite the right colour..." He trailed off, adding his own frogs legs and leaving it a few seconds before stirring. The effect did not repeat itself. Frowning slightly, Evan glanced over Rodolphus' cauldron again, raising an eyebrow as he did so. "How many legs did you add? Four?"
strangedolphus on March 10th, 2007 06:28 am (UTC)
Rodolphus moved closer to the the potion and peered in quickly. There were five legs bobbing in the brew. "I have five in there." Quickly he looked to the potions book to check the number of legs required.

Instantly, he knew the mistake. "Bloody hell." He sighed. "I'm going to have to start over."
rosierred on March 13th, 2007 07:46 pm (UTC)
Evan glanced down at his text book again and dropped a handful of shriveled leaves into his own cauldron. Thinking for a minute, he tried to think up some way to counter Rodolphus' predicament. Perhaps stirring, or adding an extra amount of something else? But then, it might go wrong and the effects could be disastrous. At least his was going to plan. It had turned the required purple colour and was bubbling happily to itself.

"Looks like it, yeah," he said sympathetically, "I can give you a hand if you want- mine's got to stew for ten minutes."
strangedolphus on March 14th, 2007 01:50 am (UTC)
Rodolphus smirked as he flipped through the book trying to find another way to fix the problem. "There we go." Slowly he reread the paragraph. "If you add too much of any item, take three drange leaves cut them down the center while facing East then add to potion."

Quickly he grabbed the leaves from one of the jars then looked around. "Which way is East?"