Attired in standard faculty robes, Stephen Maturin stands behind a long table at the head of the potions classroom, waiting for the class to come to order. He is in no great hurry, but when one or two conversations trickle over into the silence that otherwise falls over the room, he gives the assembled students a look that raises a "shhh" from the
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"Good, our chemist has arrived," he said. "We've just gotten started, but we're more or less flying blind."
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"At least you weren't here for the last class," he said. "It was a zoo...we were supposed to reverse-distill the potion to see what was in it. I'm not sure anybody actually did figure it out."
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He caught her last words and smiled. "You miss working in the lab?" he asked.
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"Yeah, I do. The calculations might have been tedious, but there's something so focusing about it. And I haven't been able to do an experiment for its own sake for years now. I honestly think that trying to fine-tune tretonin was the closest I've been to it, and that wasn't exactly for fun." She finished peeling the bark off of the root and began to try and shred it with her hands. It fell apart with much more ease than she thought it would.
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"I still can't believe we're making...well, magic potions," he said, shaking his head. "I mean, I've been here over two months, and it still...it's just weird." All right, last root--now to shred. "So, uh, about Hogsmeade...we still on for tomorrow?"
((OOC: I know he sent the owl a while ago, but thanks to stupid mun issues, can we say he just sent it yesterday? XD))
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"Yeah, I'm looking foward to it. Are we still meeting at the same time?"
((No problem!))
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He reached for a mortar and started grinding up the shreds, wrinkling his nose at the smell. "Sure, we can meet in the common room, if that works for you, and head to the village. I think the Three Broomsticks has these sort of private dining rooms--have a nice dinner all to ourselves."
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She smiled. "That sounds really nice. I can't wait." She wondered if there were any other women about her size that wouldn't mind lending her something nice to wear. That Lily woman from her sorting had seemed nice and pretty near her size. Maybe she'd owl her after this class was over.
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