Post by Professor Rita Dearborn on Aug 26, 2015 8:57:02 GMT -6
Rita was in her element. Finally she was entirely installed in her rooms. The living room was painted in forest green, with light brown furniture and various other shades of green as accessories. It made for a very forest-y feel, that Rita had enhanced by using lots of plants around the room. The small open kitchen now boasted wooden cabinets and a countertop that was just a shade darker. The tiles of the backsplash were the same forest green as the living room walls. The bathroom had ended up with white tile, but yellow accessories. She still wasn’t sure about the color she wanted to use there, so for now she’d experiment with accessories in different colors. Her bedroom was a soothing light blue, a shade darker than the sky on a sunny summer’s day. She had also finally unpacked the last of her trunks, which meant she was truly done settling in.
This also meant that today was the first time she was able to use her spare room, which she’d turned into a potions lab instead of the office space it was originally furnished as when she moved into the old Care of Magical Creatures professor’s quarters in the castle. The last time she’d taken the time to spend an afternoon experimenting had been before Eldred died. It was remarkably invigorating to be in front of a bubbling cauldron again, trying to develop a potion.
The potion simmering in the cauldron in front of Rita was the eighty-sixth version of a fertility potion Rita was trying to develop. She’d started a few months after Eldred had declined to visit a Healer for their problems, after she’d brewed and taken every fertility potion on the market. This one was supposed to be of greater strength than any one of those. Most fertility potions worked by boosting the female’s fertility, or the males. Some worked by keeping a woman fertile for longer – meaning there was a longer time she could get pregnant, both during her ovulation as well as with increasing age. But there was currently no potion on the market that could cure infertility and Rita was trying to create one. So far she hadn’t had much luck. After Eldred’s death, she had almost destroyed her research, since it didn’t matter anymore. But then, something had stopped her. The knowledge that other women out there had the same pain she did. For her it didn’t matter anymore, but she could still help them fulfill their deepest desire. She could still make sure someone got the happy family that had been denied to her. So she’d packed up her research and taken it with her when she moved to Aurora. Now, she finally had the time to get back to it.
Rita threw in a cup of diced flitterblooms and lowered the heat so the potions wasn’t boiling anymore. She stirred the flitterblooms in with six counterclockwise movements and the potion turned bright orange. It was very thin, almost water in its consistency. Rita wrote down the color change and the consistency at this step in her research journal before picking up the vial with armadillo bile. It were just two tablespoons, precisely measured out before she’d even started brewing. She waited until five minutes had passed, keeping the potion close to the boiling point, but not so hot it actually started to boil. Once the five minutes were up, she poured the armadillo bile in.
Before she could even stir it in, the potion suddenly began to violently boil. Rita recognized the signs of an intending explosion and she quickly cast a shield around her potions journal. The potion exploded with a loud bang, violently enough to actually shake the table and topple the cauldron.
This also meant that today was the first time she was able to use her spare room, which she’d turned into a potions lab instead of the office space it was originally furnished as when she moved into the old Care of Magical Creatures professor’s quarters in the castle. The last time she’d taken the time to spend an afternoon experimenting had been before Eldred died. It was remarkably invigorating to be in front of a bubbling cauldron again, trying to develop a potion.
The potion simmering in the cauldron in front of Rita was the eighty-sixth version of a fertility potion Rita was trying to develop. She’d started a few months after Eldred had declined to visit a Healer for their problems, after she’d brewed and taken every fertility potion on the market. This one was supposed to be of greater strength than any one of those. Most fertility potions worked by boosting the female’s fertility, or the males. Some worked by keeping a woman fertile for longer – meaning there was a longer time she could get pregnant, both during her ovulation as well as with increasing age. But there was currently no potion on the market that could cure infertility and Rita was trying to create one. So far she hadn’t had much luck. After Eldred’s death, she had almost destroyed her research, since it didn’t matter anymore. But then, something had stopped her. The knowledge that other women out there had the same pain she did. For her it didn’t matter anymore, but she could still help them fulfill their deepest desire. She could still make sure someone got the happy family that had been denied to her. So she’d packed up her research and taken it with her when she moved to Aurora. Now, she finally had the time to get back to it.
Rita threw in a cup of diced flitterblooms and lowered the heat so the potions wasn’t boiling anymore. She stirred the flitterblooms in with six counterclockwise movements and the potion turned bright orange. It was very thin, almost water in its consistency. Rita wrote down the color change and the consistency at this step in her research journal before picking up the vial with armadillo bile. It were just two tablespoons, precisely measured out before she’d even started brewing. She waited until five minutes had passed, keeping the potion close to the boiling point, but not so hot it actually started to boil. Once the five minutes were up, she poured the armadillo bile in.
Before she could even stir it in, the potion suddenly began to violently boil. Rita recognized the signs of an intending explosion and she quickly cast a shield around her potions journal. The potion exploded with a loud bang, violently enough to actually shake the table and topple the cauldron.
