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December 9th, 2003


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07:09 am - [Private.]
I know that most think the study of Potions is all about splashing crushed beetles and eyes of a newt into boiling water and seeing what happens, but a part of the refined art actually has to do with observing both the magical and the natural properties of the ingredients, making calculations and graphs, ink on parchment, Ministry stamped, have a good day. I know this, which also means that I know what I'm doing is highly illegal and against every professional ethical code (but since I'm not even old enough to have an actual, official apprentice-ship yet, I'm not going to worry too much about that, am I?)

Oh, I do most of the research on paper, too (well, actually, in my head, but let's not get technical about it... I think there actually was a memo circulating in my first year in Slytherin about The Things You Should Not Write Down, Ever), but a part of creating something new is the unstability and unaccountability, uncertainty of chemical reactions. The little impurities and variables you can't account for. So I'm forced to try certain things out in the realm of the physical.

I'm now almost convinced that the alkaloids in black henbane (hyoscyamine, atropine) would have the desired effects in relation to the nervous system, but I'm still highly unsure about the dosage. It will also require something (white snakeroot, perhaps?) to counter the toxicological side-effects before I can even think of testing it. I don't know if by now my body is starting to build up a resistance for all the poisons I've tried over the years, or if the toxins are just accumulating, soon to reach lethal amounts. (Yes, yes, the immortality of teenage. Thank you. I am aware of the dangers, but a part of me is willing to admit that I care very little what happens to me. It's just one of those things that come to pass when you're five years old and realize that the assassin against whom no lock can hold doesn't seem to be coming for you, no matter how much you beg for it. And I'm not even doing this for me this time... mostly. Very few selfless acts seem to have unselfish motives in the end.

And I don't know... maybe I'd need it myself, as well, but I never seem to dream. Or if I do, I don't remember my dreams, any of them. Sometimes, when I'm awake, there'll be flashes, a thought, a memory, that are swiftly and easily repressed. -- Unhealthy, perhaps, yes; but I don't want to think about it, so I don't. If there's one thing I've always strived for, it's self-control -- and I also know that it's something I will always keep clinging onto, even if it is now being slowly stripped down and taken away, piece by piece, touch by touch. So it goes.)

The other absolutely essential ingredient is the essence of jimson weed, as extracted from the actual flower of the plant. It shouldn't be too difficult to come by, we seem to have a nice stock of all manners of datura (it's the disappearing boomslang skin that bothers me... and I don't know whether I'm worried more by the thought that Severus needs it in those amounts for the potion he's been taking ever-so-stealthily, or that it might be used by students for God knows what end), perhaps to be countered by death camas or stinging nettle. I'll soon find out.

And I also think that I will have the potion finished by Christmas, as long as Severus has some kind of a laboratory set up in the Eaton house. I suspect that he does, but I don't know how to go about asking (... my nasty, greasy, stunningly sexy Potions teacher gave us an assignement for the holidays! No? Right. For the love of Merlin - I'm Slytherin, I'm supposed to be able to come up with good, clean, believable lies as easily as other people breathe), and telling the truth is something I'd rather not resort to. Candor makes me feel dirty, and besides, it's supposed to be a surprise.

But I'll think of something. Probably. I need to do this for him.

I need to do this for myself.

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From:morsmodere
Date:December 9th, 2003 08:37 am (UTC)
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[ooc: augh, I must ask. Did you make some of this information up, or did you actually draw it from actual herbalism? *curious*]
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From:boy_blaise
Date:December 9th, 2003 10:22 am (UTC)
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[About half and half. The plants are real and all are poisonous, so I wouldn't try it at home, taken internally they might be lethal. But henbane, taken externally with some other plants, as a salve on the skin actually gives you pleasant dreams about flying.]
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From:morsmodere
Date:December 9th, 2003 06:35 pm (UTC)
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[aaaah, okay. ^.^ That's quite interesting. I'm into herbalism, but I'm just a beginner, and most of the herbs I work with aren't too deadly or strong.]
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Date:February 17th, 2013 05:37 am (UTC)
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