Potions - Lesson Three (First to Fourth Years)

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The attack had happened almost two and a half weeks ago now, and James was as indifferent to it as he had been at the time it had happened. The man had heard the Headmaster's words, and without a second thought moved through the fireplace in the staff room and out to the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade. From there, he had apparated to his own home, and not looked back.

James was not a coward, oh no, he knew the value of his own life and decided it was worth much more than that of a students.

Of course, he had been reprimanded by the school for his actions, but he did not, for a moment, care about a slap on the back of the wrist in exchange for his life.

On the board behind him were the details of today's lesson, Girding Potion. The man sat waiting for his students to arrive, his face hard as usual as he watched the door.

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Sapphire was finally back to Hogwarts, and she couldn't be happier. During the attack, her family had taken her from the school to keep her safe, but Amethyst was left behind. Sapphire was angry at her parents for doing something like that, but when she learned that Amethyst was okay she was slightly better.

She couldn't yet register that the school was attacked. Many students were hurt. Some were even killed and Sapphire couldn't believe it. Their parents... they would be devastated. She knew she would surely be if Amethyst was hurt even the slightest bit. Even more killed.

But she tried to put all these at the back of her head as she moved down to the Dungeons for her first lesson. She didn't know how many students would appear, since some were not back yet, but she hoped she wouldn't have to face it all alone.

Walking into the classroom, she didn't talk. She knew the Professor was quite moody, so instead, she remained silent. Smart choices had to be made here.
Taking a sit, she glanced at the board once and then waited for the lesson to start.

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Lux was feeling bummed as she made her way to the potions classroom. She was disappointed that the Basilisks' attack ended so soon. She'd been hoping to see more blood. She didn't voice her thoughts though, knowing the response she would get. People would be like "You're heartless!" or "Think of all the people who died and got hurt." or "How can you not have compassion?"

Oh please! People die every single day. It's what people do and there's nothing anyone can ever do about it. The sooner people realised that, the better the world would be. Oh sure, the ones left behind would be heartbroken and all that sappy stuff but it was the course of nature and it would do them good to get over it quickly.

She walked into class, took one look at the professor and smiled at his expression though she sincerely doubted it was because the attack had ended. She nodded a greeting to him and made her way to the back corner of the classroom before glancing at the board to see what was written there. It looked like they were learning something new.

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The moment Rines ended was always the worst. Not because he was in love with Runes but because he had to go to Potions. Bennett still hated potions. Passionately. More so, he still hated Balan. Bennett didn't even try to get on the man's good side. Last class, Balance hadn't even let him know of his potion was good or not. The man was a shitty professor and quite honestly Bennett could probably teach Potions better than he did. And Bennett sucked at potions.

Loosening his tie a little more, Bennett couldn't help but feel closed in. He knew he was thinking too much and that often came with blinding headaches and being short of breath, because as much as he hated to admit it he was a worrier. Like his mother. Trying to calm himself before he made a scene in Potions, Bennett stopped by the door and took three deep breaths. Feeling better, he walked in - not even bothering to as acknowledge the professor. There were two students already, both girls in his year but none he knew or liked. Still, he took a seat near - but not next to - the Slytherin girl and glanced at the board.

He didn't even bother looking through his textbook to find out what the potion was, because that's how done he was with the class.

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Elyah was starting to find her way around the castle now. It was easier for her to recognise where each lesson she had was, but still had a hard time with punctuation. She would work on it, for sure, but for now, she knew that she would end up always arriving a tad bit late. Hopefully she wouldn't be punished for that.

She still couldn't make assumptions about the Professors, but she had heard that James Balan, the Potions guy was not someone you'd like to mess with. He was dark, brooding and quite scary, but until she had a taste of him, Elyah would never agree to that.

Finding this classroom quite easily, the girl had actually managed to be on time too as she walked inside the class. She kept her head low, and moved further into the room, spotting a few others. She could only recognise the Hufflepuff boy, since he was from her house, and since she was alone, she silently went and stood next to him and waited for the lesson to start.

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Alfie was content today. He had mixed feelings about the attack on Hogwarts. He still didn't understand what had happened, or why the attack had happened. And Alfie didn't like not understanding. It made him uncomfortable. Understanding was Alfie's strong point. He was usually the one explaining things to Cooper when he didn't understand. And now he needed explaining. But Alfie was afraid to ask. It was too soon after the battle to start asking questions.

And he knew that this professor was not one to start asking questions. He was stern and strict and frankly intimidated Alfie. Alfie didn't like him at all and had tried his hardest to get out of potions, but obviously failed miserably as he was standing in the door way of the classroom. He sighed and walked in.

He wanted to make sure that he got through this as painlessly as possible. He hated potions and was terrible at it. He didn't pay attention to who was in the room and hoped that Cooper was in his class. That was the only thing that would make it better. If he was picked on by the professor, Alfie knew that Cooper would stick up for him. Unless Cooper had become one of the Slytherin's that picked on the Ravenclaw's then Alfie would be heartbroken. He walked in and sat in the nearest desk and hoped for the best.

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Finley headed down to Potions with caution, ever since the attack he'd been careful turning every corner. He knew he didn't have anything to worry about - research in to the Basilisks from the newspapers showed that they were only really after Purebloods, and so long as he didn't get in their way, he would be okay. He was ever so thankful that his friends were only Halfbloods after reading that, but he knew that he couldn't be too careful.

Slipping through the door of the Potions class, Finley was surprised to find so many people there already. Giving the class a small smile, Finley made his way to his seat at the back - not next to the Slytherin witch, but the desk that he and Naomi shared usually. Furthest from the professor, because neither of them were fond of him.

Taking out his potions book, Finley waited quietly for the lesson to begin, wondering if Naomi would be joining them.

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Nirek was probably one of the few students who didn't mind Professor Balan. The Potions professor got things done, and didn't fanny around the point. Something Nirek was glad for, because he didn't have much time for lessons, truth be told.

Hurrying down to the dungeons with the crowd of students, Nirek let himself in to the room. Most people looked solemn - what a surprise - except for the one witch he knew. Moving to the back of the class, Nirek took a seat beside Herbology Girl. "Morning." He greeted the witch with a small nod, getting out his Potions textbook and making himself comfortable.

With a quick glance at the board, Nirek tried to work out what the potion was on the board, but after only a moment's thought, he gave up. He'd never been the brightest student, and he sure as hell didn't wish to start now.

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Potions were fun lesson for Christina. She learned there how to mix different things together and that was actually fun. She really liked this class but you can't say she loved it, this would be laying to everyone.

Anyways girl walked now towards the classroom awhile small smile was on her face. At the moment she was happy to be here and have fun with people who she knew and also classes were fun. She really did enjoy her time in her Hogwarts. She hoped it would stay like this for awhile.

When she walked into classroom then there were already some students and professor. She smiled at all of them. "Hello everyone," she said with a smile and did sit middle of classroom. She did take her potions textbook out of her bag and places it on the table. She now needed to wait until lesson will start.

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James made no attempt to greet any of his students as they entered his classroom. The whole thing was somewhat trivial to James and he had no intention of playing trivial games. Waiting until it had gone past the hour to begin, James cleared his throat, looking around the room.

"Morning." He greeted them tersely, not meaning it as a polite greeting, but rather a way to get the attention of the students before him. "Today we will be brewing the Girding Potion." James told the class, not leaving much of a pause as he continued. "The potion gives the drinker extra endurance, so is useful for when you want to cram a lot in one day, or want to excel in non-competition sports.

"Today, you will be brewing individually. When you're ready, please begin." James instructed them, turning the board over to show the instructions for the potion that each of them would need.

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