Potions - Lesson One (First - Fourth Years)

Shockingly, no one recognised the girl from her world tour. Maybe people just didn't pay attention to Muggle music. Truth be told, it upset the girl a bit to know that she wasn't as popular or famous as she thought she'd be. The girl mulled over her thoughts as she walked to her potions class. It was one of the classes she didn't care for as the professor was a bit intimidating.

Entering the classroom, she noticed the class was either really small, or she was extremely early. It put her in a bit of a sour mood, causing her greeting to Professor Balan to be a bit less enthusiastic that what she'd originally been going for.

The girl took a seat and slung her bag on the floor before taking out her Potions book. Crossing her arms, she stared down at the book until it was time for the professor to start the class.

((Let's just pretend Alberi was here, okay?))

Here was Alberi yet again with Potions lesson, something he didn't dislike but it wasn't his favourite either. He still had a hard time to understand it and his summer didn't give him time to actually think over it. His time was mostly dealing with his annoying sister, doing his homework while reading his books for the next year, being on some form of technology and afterwards learning Ancient Runes. Had he had more time, he would have learnt more for Transfiguration as well and after that - Potions, but sadly his parents thought that he should have a sibling.

So here he was, in Potions class, only with an alright knowledge over the second year, which was pathetic to what he had learned in his first year. Though it didn't really make a difference, the only thing he didn't learn was how to make the different Potions, anything else was, to one point or another, clear. And considering they used their books to make the potion of the day anyways, it really didn't matter if they know the way to make it or not.

Besides having greeted the teacher upon entering, he hadn't payed attention to anything else going on in the class, not even looking up to the board. Rather he was deep in thought while subconsciously tugging onto the gloves he was wearing everywhere until his tan went away. That bloody tan... Just when they started did he look up to the board and noticed the potion. Wait! Wasn't that what he made in last year's last lesson? That was interesting... He quickly put his hand in the air at the teacher's question. “The Sleeping Draught can put the person who drinks it into a deep but not very long sleep. It's more powerful version is the Draught of the Living Dead, it being much more complex to be made.”

Naomi and Finley entered class together, as they did every other year. It would be awful next year, when their on year age difference forced them to split up for Potions. While Naomi was confident in her Potioneering, her Potions with Finley always turned out just a little bit better than the Potions she made on her own.

Professor Balan seemed just as cheerful as always, so the two Ravenclaws made their way to the back of the classroom, trying to put as much distance between themselves and the stern professor as possible.

Class began with a gruff greeting and a question. Naomi listened to Alberi's answer before raising her hand as well. "The draught is often used in a medical setting for patients who need to be asleep for a procedure or for transporting large or dangerous animals," she added. It wasn't exactly what the potion did per se, but she figured that a use of the potion would be a good answer anyway.