The cheery potion with its bright yellow color and tendency to emit a rainbow was another potion he wasn't sure he'd ever have a use for. Though his crabby pants self might benefit from drinking some. With a nod, he commenced brewing.

Thomas was sure to take care with the sopophorous beans, and, slow and steady, he finished stirring six times anti-clockwise. With a tilt of his head, he stepped away from his cauldron, quietly tracing back his steps as if attempting to silently double check he had done everything correctly.