Saturday February 11th, 1893 - Great Hall
Once the hour was up, Agrimony stepped forward to take a look at their potions. Miss Potts' potion was quite clear, almost permitting Agrimony to see straight down to the bottom of her cauldron. And, the girl had managed to keep her expression fairly neutral throughout the entire hour.
“Very good,” He observed, before moving onto Wakefield’s which was…. “I can still see a bit of lilac.” A bit was an understatement. It was pale, but not at all clear.
“The victory for this round goes to Miss Calla Potts.” Agrimony announced, gesturing to the taller of the two girls and clapping along with the rest of the crowd.
Calla Potts: 10.25 | Wrath Wakefield: 7.25
“Very good,” He observed, before moving onto Wakefield’s which was…. “I can still see a bit of lilac.” A bit was an understatement. It was pale, but not at all clear.
“The victory for this round goes to Miss Calla Potts.” Agrimony announced, gesturing to the taller of the two girls and clapping along with the rest of the crowd.
Calla Potts: 10.25 | Wrath Wakefield: 7.25
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