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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
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Chapter 10: The Joy of Brewing Potions
Jas took hold of the knife and spun it between his fingers while examining the ingredients.
"Let's see… cauldron temperature… the heart must be cut thin… then the petals of the lavender… and then…"
Bellatrix tried to follow his muttering, but his rapid pace made it impossible.
Suddenly, he sprang into action with swift and decisive movents.
He began by removing most of the water from the cauldron and pouring it into a secondary one. Then he raised the fla to its maximum setting and placed the cauldron back on the burner.
His hands moved at a trendous speed as he chopped the remaining half of the heart into paper-thin slices...they were so thin that Bellatrix thought they looked almost translucent.
"Wait! You put the fire too high!" she yelled as she saw him dump all the slices into the boiling cauldron.
But Jas ignored her, focusing on processing the rest of the ingredients.
She noticed that he didn't cut a single ingredient in the way the book suggested. Everything was then thrown into the cauldron, and Bellatrix fully expected to see smoke rising from the charred ingredients at any mont.
Not only had Jas removed most of the water, but he had also raised the fla so high that it was changing colors.
"I've never seen the fla turn blue before…" she comnted out loud without realizing she was doing it.
Another minute passed as Jas finished adding ingredients and stirred the mixture. But to her surprise, no smoke ca out, and there wasn't even the faintest sll of burning.
Her curiosity got the better of her, and she stood up to peer into the cauldron. Inside was a dark blue paste.
"What is that?" she asked.
"It's almost done." Jas grabbed the other cauldron and added a few splashes of water to his own.
A small puff of white smoke rose as he continued to stir.
"Give that vial."
srized, Bellatrix handed him one of the vials they had prepared earlier.
Jas carefully poured the contents of the cauldron into the vial, filling it to the top before sealing it with a cork.
"Done," he declared.
"Wait… already?" She found it hard to believe. The potion was supposed to take nearly forty minutes to brew, yet he claid to have finished it in less than ten.
She glanced back at the book to confirm. It indeed stated that the brewing ti was approximately forty minutes. Moreover, the recipe was supposed to produce three vials, but Jas had only made one.
"We're done, Professor," Jas called.
"Wait!" Bellatrix hesitated. She still hadn't fully grasped what had just happened.
"Already? How can that be? Did you run into any issues, Miss Black?" Professor Slughorn approached their table.
"No problems. Here is the potion." Jas handed over the vial, which now had a bluish-brown hue.
"Hmmm… how curious. I've never seen it retain so much of the blue tone," the professor remarked, noting that the lavender's color usually faded, leaving the potion murky brown.
He uncorked the vial and sniffed its contents.
"Oh! What is this?"
"Is there a problem? Because it was Jas who—" Bellatrix began, worried about their grades.
"This is so potent!" Slughorn exclaid, his eyes wide with astonishnt. He dipped his pinky finger into the potion.
"Careful, Professor. More than one drop, and you'll be asleep right here," Jas warned.
The professor took half a drop, and the effects were imdiate.
"By rlin! Even this tiny amount has such a powerful effect!"
The students couldn't help but notice Slughorn's exaggerated reaction, and soon, murmurs filled the room as they speculated about the unusual potion Jas and Bellatrix had brewed.
Snape, distracted by his ongoing spat with Sirius, had missed the entire process and now regretted it deeply. In his mind, this had to be Bellatrix's doing. After all, Jas was almost as bad at Potions as the idiot sitting next to him, while Bellatrix was consistently competent.
Lily, however, had been watching intently. Unlike Snape, she had seen Jas's bizarre brewing thod. Initially, she thought he was trying to sabotage the potion to get back at Bellatrix, but clearly, that wasn't the case.
'Where did he learn to make potions like that?' she wondered.
"Excellent work, Miss Black!" Professor Slughorn clapped with a delighted expression.
"And you too, of course, Mister Potter," he added, though it was clear he believed Bellatrix had done most of the work.
"This gets an Outstanding! …No, wait! An Outstanding Plus!" he declared loudly.
"Miss Black, would you be willing to share your brewing thod to achieve this result?"
"What? Um…" Bellatrix stamred, unsure how to respond.
"Oh… was this perhaps a family secret from your grandfather? Then I won't ask again. I wouldn't want to anger that man," Slughorn said, wiping sweat from his brow.
"Everyone, back to work! Forty minutes left!" the professor announced.
"Oi, Snivellus! Is this thing supposed to smoke so much?" Sirius asked.
"Don't call that, you damn—" Snape stopped mid-sentence, noticing the thick smoke billowing from his cauldron. In his distraction, he had forgotten to lower the fla after the potion began boiling, and now half of his ingredients were burnt.
"Bloody hell!" he shouted in frustration.
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