Surprisingly, it was the librarian's potion that put all the others to varying levels of shame. Vabltasky's potion, meanwhile, was emitting a very strange odor that reminded Charles distinctly of rancid seaweed. He wrinkled his nose and passed by it with haste. Miss Shinnick's potion was equally questionable although more for the viscosity and odd coloration. The others had brewed their potions satisfactorily. "Mr. Ainsworth, Miss Tweedy, and Miss Flint will be progressing in the competition. The next potion to brew is a Calming Draught. Begin!"
Timothy Ainsworth @'Dionisia Tweedy' @'Lucille Flint'You have 72 hours to reply! If you post later than that your character may be subject to a good maiming.
