Well, that was a...revealing round. Cal stood there and watched as the young Hufflepuff boy threw things into his cauldron with a vigor. His expression stayed in its neutral position as he watched. Glancing down at his watch, he eyed Gallivan, not blinking as the cauldron went up with a smoky blast. With a sigh, the healer took out his wand and waved it towards the young boy. Once the smoke cleared it was clear the student was unharmed save for his eyebrows which had disappeared completely.
Unfortunately a few others followed suit; Miss Lloyd’s cauldron began to emit an awful smelling puce-colored vapor which Cal immediately dispatched lest it impede with the other contestants’ work; Miss Rowle’s, while not exploding or emitting any sort of foul-smelling vapor, just….turned into a custard-like consistency; Miss Tatting’s was the worst of them all, starting to bubble at a delightful roil before seemingly doubling in volume and overflowing onto the table and the floor, eating away at everything it touched with a high-pitched squealing sound. With another wave of his wand, Cal cleared her station as well.
“That’s our time, ladies and gentlemen. The next ones to advance are Misters Finnigan and Callum, and Misses Rookwood and Valenduris.” He gave the remaining group a nod. “Your next task will be to complete a Swelling Potion. You may begin once your stations have been put to rights.” They would all be good to go at the same time, of course, and so Cal took his stance at the podium, watching the next round unfold.
Unfortunately a few others followed suit; Miss Lloyd’s cauldron began to emit an awful smelling puce-colored vapor which Cal immediately dispatched lest it impede with the other contestants’ work; Miss Rowle’s, while not exploding or emitting any sort of foul-smelling vapor, just….turned into a custard-like consistency; Miss Tatting’s was the worst of them all, starting to bubble at a delightful roil before seemingly doubling in volume and overflowing onto the table and the floor, eating away at everything it touched with a high-pitched squealing sound. With another wave of his wand, Cal cleared her station as well.
“That’s our time, ladies and gentlemen. The next ones to advance are Misters Finnigan and Callum, and Misses Rookwood and Valenduris.” He gave the remaining group a nod. “Your next task will be to complete a Swelling Potion. You may begin once your stations have been put to rights.” They would all be good to go at the same time, of course, and so Cal took his stance at the podium, watching the next round unfold.
Callum Finnigan: 7 | Honoria Rookwood: 6.25 | James Callum: 4.25 | Morgan Valenduris: 7.75
Charity Lloyd: 3 | Lucy Tatting: 2 | Nathaniel Gallivan II: 3 | Philippa Rowle: 2.25
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gorgeous set by mj <3