Upon discovering who was in her competition group, Idunn made a beeline for the cauldron as far from her cousin as possible. It wasn't that she disliked Archer, per se, just that she had absolutely no confidence in him and did not welcome the distraction. She would, in two years time, be a member of the London Guild of Potioneers herself, and did not fancy making a mess of things today.

The Ravenclaw worked deftly upon her potion and, when it reached its final shade of blue, offered a confident "Done."