Harry rolled his eyes, as he pushed other bits of debris off himself and pushed himself to his feet. "Well … Dobby, you weren't sure … now we are!" He replied, determined not to have the last word.
"Dobby sure. Master Harry Potter just being stubborn," Dobby replied with a sniff before he turned back to the mess that surrounded them and began to assess the total damage.
"Harry? Are you okay? What happened?" Ahsoka inquired urgently, looking like she wanted to run up to him but at the same time still looking around for the cause of the explosion
Harry blinked in surprise at having audience "Oh. Hey ladies, what's up?"
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He stood up and began to dust himself off, sighing at the circular destruction around him. The wasn't a single inkling of concern in his body language and voice, which seemed absolutely contrary to the past experience of all three Jedi present. An explosion that loud should be cause for far more concern than their host was currently giving.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Ahsoka asked as she looked around.
Harry looked around sheepishly, "Currently? Realizing I need a bath … and, from your presence here, being reminded I should have included silencing charms in the warded area."
"No, I mean … what were you doing that caused an explosion?" Ahsoka sighed, Harry's attitude making it clear that there was no imminent threat, so she was better able to relax. The two Jedi weren't quite as trusting of her judgment of the situation, and were still very much on alert.
"Oh. I was attempting to turn a potion into a pill," Harry was looking around in irritation, and not paying attention to their blank looks, though he provided a more in depth explanation once his attention settled on them once more. "I was attempting to combine the properties of a blood replenishing potion and a pain relieving potion into tablet form. I was using sap from one of the trees here as a stabilizing agent,"
"Needless to say… not quite the result I was going for," he summed up dryly with a glance at them before he began to look over the area himself behind Dobby.
Aayla spoke up, her hands dropping to her side and her defensive stance dropping, "Why are you doing that?"
Harry turned to her and grinned, seemingly having forgotten about her pink coloring at the moment, his eyes once more taking a moment to travel up her legs. "Oh hey, Blue. Well, the potions taste horrible and can be awkward to carry around with you, so having them in pill form would be very handy,"
"Of course next I'll have to see about how the potions work with different races. I don't expect any problems, since they worked for half giants, veela, and goblins back on Earth and most of the non-humans in this galaxy aren't all that different from humans. But experimenting on sentient beings without… you know… proper preparation is generally considered bad form," his answer was equal parts cheek and seriousness, which kept the three from knowing exactly how to respond to him, especially since they had only understood about half of the words he said.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get a shower. Dobby, don't worry about the mess quite yet. Could you get them and yourself some breakfast?" Harry asked.
"Wouldn't be a mess if Master Harry had listened to Dobby," the diminutive being said with an almost unheard snicker of amusement at the expression on Harry's face then disappeared with a soft pop.
"Cheeky little bugger." Harry muttered as he pushed past the group, showing that it was really only his front that was covered in the black oily substance.
The back was dingy, but much cleaner, making it obvious that he was facing the blast when it went off. He pushed open a door a few yards away, that the others had discovered yesterday was a primitive refreshing station.
Ahsoka finally shrugged and chalked the whole incident up to another one of Harry's personality quirks, and moved off to gather some breakfast. Aayla shot Harry's retreating form a glare in minor frustration, before she too joined Ahsoka.
Shaak Ti didn't move to follow the other two, and waved off Aayla's curious look when she glanced back in curiosity.
Her thoughts were shunted to the side as she took the time to examine the remains of the portion of the room they were in. She had not taken time to explore the house she was in the previous evening, having spent the majority of time focused on Harry. However it was with something of a start that she realized they were in a laboratory, albeit a primitive one by modern standards.
It was some kind of alchemy, if her memories were correct, which honestly worried her but she did all she could to temper her reaction. The Sith were notorious in ancient times for their use of Alchemy to create vile monsters and abominations.
Naga Sadow, a Dark Lord whose exploits had been unearthed long after his passing, was famous for the monstrosities that he had created.
According the archives available to the Council only, it was long speculated that some of them could possibly still exist in some forgotten place on the four thousand year old quarantined moon of Yavin 4. A moon that had been quarantined after a rising Dark Lord had found and unleashed experiments that had been hidden for centuries after Sadow's death.
She shuddered at the thought that Harry might have learned alchemy, whether on that forbidden, isolated moon, or elsewhere. Such things had happened in the past. Some Jedi had even studied with the spirit of Naga Sadow himself which had inevitably resulted in their own downfall. Exar Kun's path to darkness four thousand years previous may not have started with the teachings of an errant spirit, but it had certainly hastened his plunge.
The act of a Dark Lord's passing on knowledge to future students from beyond the grave was just one of the plethora of problems the Jedi had confronted over the eons when dealing with the Sith. Even after a Dark Lord was killed or vanquished, the Jedi in the following generations could never be absolutely certain that the Dark Lord had finished corrupting others to their path.
Shaak Ti shook her head. It was useless and pointless to make conjecture about such things, and she froze. Was this just proving Harry's point from last night, about seeing unknown things and assuming the worst?
He had simply told her to ask questions instead of assuming and running the wrong way with partial observations, and yet here she was doing it again. She had immediately thought of past Dark Lords and monstrosities, and how such things had almost led to the complete fall of Jedi in the distant past, when all she had to work off was something that resembled an old fashioned lab, and Harry mentioning 'potions'. She realized just how far her conclusion-leaping had gone.
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