Domhnall had signed up for the potions tournament on a dare for the most part and now he was regretting it. He had not passed OWLS potions and had not had need to brew a potion since then. He barely even remembered how to do it. And thus, he worked slowly and was not surprised that he was the last to finish. Hopefully his resulting potion would not melt anyones shoes like one of the ones he had brewed during his school days had. He also hoped that the fumes would not randomly have the judge breaking into song. Again, like a past potion attempt of his during his school days had done.