Millie decided that she must have been out of her mind when she agreed to join the competition. Dueling was one thing, she was handy at Charms, and was even getting better at the more advanced spells. When it came to Potions, the young witch felt hapless. There was no Anne at her side today, nor sharing nuggets of wisdom in her notes. Not even the cheery greeting from Benedict could reach her right now. The only measure to rely on was a stark set of instructions on a plain blackboard for the Antidote to Common Poisons.
Her head felt like a whirl as she gathered the ingredients. The beginning was simple enough, the young witch felt sure that she couldn't mess up crushing and measuring the common base ingredients. It was the timing where she began to worry, it was a long time to keep track of with her brass cauldron, though not so long as if she had pewter. She meant to spend it all practicing the steps for the second half, but nerves and idleness got the best of her. By the end of the time the young witch wasn't certain which stir was clockwise and which was opposite.
All Millie could do was hope the potion was done properly. She was quite certain it couldn't actually explode. Fairly certain.
Her head felt like a whirl as she gathered the ingredients. The beginning was simple enough, the young witch felt sure that she couldn't mess up crushing and measuring the common base ingredients. It was the timing where she began to worry, it was a long time to keep track of with her brass cauldron, though not so long as if she had pewter. She meant to spend it all practicing the steps for the second half, but nerves and idleness got the best of her. By the end of the time the young witch wasn't certain which stir was clockwise and which was opposite.
All Millie could do was hope the potion was done properly. She was quite certain it couldn't actually explode. Fairly certain.
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