Meserimus made a circuit of the benches, Archimedes sat, seemingly asleep on his perch, his feathered shoulders lifting and lowering in time with his birdy snores.  It was possible he was faking it, trying to avoid talking to his older brother, or any of the children that were arriving for their potions class.  As he passed the front of the class, Meserimus patted his brothers owly head and he opened a beady eye and gave him a withering look.  ’We’re nocturnal you know’ he seethed before closing his eye again and trying to ignore the impish grin on Meserimus’ face. 

When the class settled Meserimus addressed them.  ’This morning we shall be working on a levitating potion’ he explained to the class, ’it is one of the harder potions to appear on the OWL’s and rather appropriately features an owl.’ he gestured to his be-owled brother who sat up straight on his perch suddenly.  ’You will all need to gather your ingredients, which will include an owls tail feather’. Archimedes looked outraged, ’You bugger!’ he swore at Meserimus, prompting a laugh from some students, used to the grumpy owls swearing.  ’I’m just being economical?’ Meserimus said, feigning innocence.  Archimedes  promptly took off to the highest possible shelf, just in case a student thought to pull a feather. 

’Alright then, from the store cupboard as usual then,’ he explained to the class.  ’Prepare your ingredients, list them out, remember no two potions need be the same, the preparation, not necessarily the ingredients will determine the potions effectiveness.’  he clapped his hands together.  ’begin’


OWL LEVEL POTIONS- Points for each stage
9th of March will be Meserimus next post