Rex smiled to himself as he began working on his second potion—after all, in a timed competition, there was not much opportunity to rest upon one's laurels.

The Elixir to Induce Euphoria was a more difficult brew, and the Hufflepuff had less confidence as he measured the ingredients, performed the precise stirs in his cauldron. Even if he did very well indeed, Rex knew he might not make it into the next round of the competition. Ah well—it was, he decided as he stepped away from his cauldron, as good as it was going to get.