So far, so good. There was no freaking out or panic going on. Part of her had wondered even though she knew that Cordelia wasn't a normal muggle. None of the displaced were, they were stuck in the same situation. They knew the risks. And Cordelia was clearly from a world where magic existed so it shouldn't have been so surprising that she wasn't exactly freaking out about the process as one might expect. But she was raised by a pureblood family, with rules by the Ministry about not using magic in front of muggles. It wasn't really a stigma that just went away. A week in a place with rules far different from the ones she was used to? Not enough time to really accept that she didn't have to worry about fainting or anything of that nature.
Once Cordelia took the potion, Andromeda waited for a few minutes to allow the healing properties to take place so that she could make sure that there wasn't any adverse reaction because of the nature of the visions. Demons didn't exactly exist in her world. Magical creatures? Sure. Demons? Not so much.
Figuring the necessary time had passed, Andromeda did another diagnostic and once again transferred it over to parchment to read the results, nodding some. The reactions were as they were supposed to be, it was was working.
"As it worked and the nature of the visions didn't have any counter reactions, I recommend keeping these potions on standby for now, I'll make them, no problem. I'm going to do more research in terms of the magic properties that causes the visions to see if I can't find another solution but this is definitely a good start and will heal the damage caused."