Hine nodded at the questions, and once instructions were given, she cleared her workspace, ensuring that the area was perfectly empty and dry. She gave a very careful look over her cauldron, ensuring there was not any cracks or chips, or anything else that could interfere with the potion she was going to be making.
She wasn't usually this focused when it came to... well anything. But she was raised by a potion maker, and this had become a ritual. Perfection had been expected, and drilled into her, and she wasn't going to stop just because she was in a new environment.
Also, due to that same training, when she made her way over to the ingredients she collected a wide-eye potion as well as a wiggenweld potion before any other ingredient. "Safety. First." She whispered to herself, before beginning her collection.
She laid out her ingredients. The Valerian and asphodel were in her kit, and the wormwood infusion she had set going when she had arrived at the school looked ready to go. The sopophorus beans and sloth brain were among the things she had got from the 'specialised' ingredients area.
And so she began. She started by setting a short burrette with a funnel to the side of her workstation, crushing the beans with her work knife above so she could measure the amount of juice later in the procedure. Once she had cut enough, the remaining beans were put aside into a "to be returned" pile. She removed the funnel and stoppered the long piece of glassware. That juice could straight up wipe your memory, and she didn't want to risk that. Finally, the young woman measured out every ingredient, and lined them up in order.
She added the base water, a filtered and purified spring water first, and then the infusion of wormwood, putting the dirty measuring cup to the side. The powdered lily root followed the same procedure, and a slow steady clockwise stir, then a second. The brain was lowered into the cauldron, and heat was added to the base of the cauldron, and Hine waited for the potion to settle. The juice was added, as the heat was removed, and seven slow turns, each one slower than the last as though Hine was falling into a deep slumber. She wasn't sure the resonance would matter, but as she watched the purple mixture clarify to a clear mixture, she privately congratulated herself that it had been worth it.
It was only then did she realise that she was probably supposed to be making one of the other potions for the lower years. "Tutai" she cursed, louder than she had meant.