They would be making a Swelling Solution, and Finnian would need the exact opposite of that for his brain once this competition was over. He eyed his competitor, a pretty girl with pretty dark hair. Perhaps he'd have a little chat with her once the competition was over. He offered her a sincere smile before Mr. Macmillan announced the beginning of the round, and then tried to brew with all his might. When he was finished, he took a step back and waited to be judged.