Mr. Aymslowe's potion seemed perfect aesthetically speaking, but then he stood near it a few moments and the vapors made his eyes burn which wasn't characteristic of a textbook Wit-sharpening potion. Miss Lécuyer's had started to burn through the bottom of the cauldron which warranted immediate attention. Misses Grey and Black (if only there was a Miss White to be had too) had set a standard the other two hadn't quite been able to meet. "Miss Grey and Miss Black will progress," he smirked for a moment and then continued. "For the deciding round you will be preparing a Calming Draught. Please begin."
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