>>5750707Slight mistake on this, it was supposed to be a +4 to to potions, as it is a double week, for a total of 16
>>5750839According to Lily, while the Room of Requirement survived, the “Room of Hidden Things version of it was destroyed,” so Snape’s book probably went along with it, as far as you know. Of course, the version of the story you know, which closely resembles the books, never tells if Harry took the book out of the room before the Fiendfyre.
>>5750715>>5750718>>5750760>>5750835You decide to not start working on Polyjuice right now. Too many things can go wrong, and you don’t want to accidentally turn into a cat because you messed up a potion. Still, you do go looking into the Room of Requirement to see if it can give you a proper lab, taking the opportunity to show the place to your friends.
“I want a place where I can brew potions.”
“I want a place where I can be hidden.”
“I want a place where I can experiment.”
Thrice you walk past the empty wall, and the door materializes in front of you. Inside, you are greeted with a variety of cauldrons, pippets, spoons, stirrers, beakers, containers and, most importantly, a variety of basic ingredients so you can build at least basic potions.
“Oh, wow,” Raven says looking into a pot of salamander eyes. “Slughorn won’t be happy if he ever looks into the school’s potion supplies. At least I think that the room needs to take it from somewhere, right? It can’t just materialize all these things.”
“First exception to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration,” Taylor says. “You can’t produce food out of nothing. You can only summon it.”
“I don’t think salamander eyes count as <span class="mu-i">food</span>.”
“You’d be surprised.”
“No, Taylor is right. You also can’t use anything transfigured in potions, the magic seeps into it and destroys the whole thing. If the room isn’t lying to us about us being able to use it to brew potions, it is summoning it from <span class="mu-i">somewhere</span>. Should be simple enough to check.”
You roll up your sleeves, pick up some of your private ingredients from your personal pouch and set out to work, mashing rat tails, macerating porcupine quills and mixing in billywig stings to make a simple Hair-raising potion.
“Color and smell look good, should be safe to drink.” You give it one last safety sniff, then drink the sour tasting potion. “How do I look?”
“Like an idiot,” Raven says. “Also, your hair is up.”
“Good, the ingredients are real. Don’t know who we’re stealing from, but we’d be using them in Potions class anyway, so we should be good.”
Soon however it is time for Transfiguration classes, and you are met with the cold stare of your scottish headmistress, who looks disapprovingly at your new, if temporary look. It is rare that she comes down to Transfiguration class, as the much less busy Professor Irakay teaches it day to day, so her presence is unusual to say the least.
[Cont.]