"Well done, Mr. Hunter," the healer offered as he judged the first of the potions completed. Likewise, young Mr. Mohr's was of admirable quality. The young ladies, it seemed, had not fared as well: Miss Gamp's potion was actively on fire, and Miss Gillenwater's smelled quite decidedly of passed gas. Miss Moony, at least, had managed to continue her earlier success.

"For those of you sitting your Ordinary Wizarding Levels this term," Gideon said as the young ladies departed, all the cauldrons having been cleared once again, "this next potion might be very beneficial indeed. The Draught of Peace is a helpful potion, but can cause irrevocable sleep if crafted incorrectly. Your time begins now!"