Potions: Lesson 3 (Years 1-4)

Down the stairs he went, knowing that today he was back on the old routine. He took advantage of the time he could to go split his time between Salem, Hogwarts, and then the Ministry. It was stressful, so much so he hadn't even bothered to plan the wedding to Teagan. Both had agreed that was on hold until they could start planning in the summer, away from school and in the haven they had built together.

His lip twitched at the thought and pushed the door open to his classroom. He was relieved to see that everything was on point. The tables were wiped of any remnants of previous classes, the scent of cleanliness everywhere. He sighed satisfied and walked over to the cage where the Doxies were already fighting to get out.

Kedzie loved Potions and was glad that the class was back in action. She walked into the classroom and saw that she was the only student in the class, she recomposed herself before she took a seat towards the front of the room. "Hi Professor" sje greeted kindly. The Ravenclaw than proceeded to get out what she'd need for the class.

She always enjoyed potions, it was one of her favourite subjects. She enjoyed the mixing and measuring and heating, all of it had to be precise, and it just made it that much more challenging. She walked down to the dungeons and into the classroom, curious as to what they would learn today. She took her seat and readied herself for the lesson.

Her main love of potions stemmed from the location of the classroom. The dungeons had to be the coolest place in the joint, and Vi enjoyed being down there. She loved the damp, cool air, and the dark, grungy feel to it. She wasn't sure why, it just had a certain allure. She walked into the classroom, nodding at the professor before she took her seat, readying her cauldron and books for the lesson in her usual silence.

As students began to enter, Mycroft couldn't help but realize that they were so young, their baby faces so fresh, it was sometimes daunting to him how old he was getting. They were either enthusiastic or frightened, he never really knew what side of the coin they teetered on. Still, as only three entered, he figured he might as well start

He moved his hand, the doors closed immediately and he cleared his throat signaling it was lesson time. Walking over, he removed the cover from the creatures and waited for the students to figure it out on their own.

"Welcome to the last lesson of the year, now, can anyone tell me what these are, and what could possibly be their purpose in the classroom today?"

Louise had just gotten to the classroom when the door closed. She wasn't late was she? She didn't have a watch so she couldn't tell, she'd left the hall with everyone else so how could she be late? She sighed and  tried not to panic and knocked on the door lightly before entering. "Sorry Professor, I hadn't realized I was behind schedule." She glanced at the others int he class before finding an empty table to sit at and looked at the cage at the front of the room. The little creatures almost looked like beetles but they didn't look quite right to the Slytherin. She was going to answer but since she was late thought she'd better keep quiet for now so to not draw any more attention to herself.

Skye sprinted down the hall. Finally fully healed from the ...accident, and already, he was being targeted again. Luckily, this time he only got away with a black eye...and late to class...to Professor Holmes's class...bugger.
As Skye skittered almost into the door, he prayed that the lesson wasn't too far along. He opened the door quickly, and with his head determinedly down, he entered the classroom. Skye sat down by Louise, but not too close; after all there was no need to play with fire, not when he already got punched.
"Sorry Professor," Skye said quietly as he placed his quill and parchments on the table, he looked into his lap, and the top of the desk. Pretty much anywhere but UP.
Skye's bangs grew slowly but steadily until they shaded his eyes, and mostly covered his bruise. Then making the top a brighter orange, and the bangs a bland brown, the boy hoped to take the attention away from his eyes.

"Welcome to the last lesson of the year, now, can anyone tell me what these are, and what could possibly be their purpose in the classroom today?"

Violet waited, rather impatiently as a couple of stragglers entered late. She didn't care enough to even look at them while they entered, she just didn't want to be cut off mid-explanation while they entered. She didn't bother to raise her hand as she answered "Doxies. Seeing as they're considered pests, will we be brewing Doxycide?" she inquired "There's no other reason they'd be here," she added.

Grey, Louise: 20 pts (attendance)
Loraine, Kedzie: 20 pts (attendance)
Lynch, Violet :20 pts (attendance) + 10 (answering question) = 30
Stonem, Natasha : 20 pts (attendance)
Summers, Skye: 20 (attendance)

TOTAL:

Hufflepuff: 50
Gryffindor: 0
Ravenclaw: 40
Slytherin: 20