A hiccuping solution. Eldin had never been stellar at Potions, but neither had he terribly sucked. It was a lie to say he didn’t feel little nervous; if there was any talent to be sure of—at least in overall academic prowess—it was the Head Boy.
He crated his potion with care, only stepping back when he was confident of his creation.
He crated his potion with care, only stepping back when he was confident of his creation.
