"I'm sure we could arrange something," Lorelei said. She selected one of the vials and began carefully unscrewing the top while she talked. "I'm a potioneer myself," she said, partly as explanation, and partly to make conversation while she worked. "Unfortunately, most of my professional contacts are outside of Britain. But between myself and the apothecary, I'm sure we can work something out."

She dropped few drops on the seam at the point where the glove and quaffle were connected before giving the area a good scrub with a gloved hand. "Let's see." Lorelei gave an experimental tug. The quaffle didn't budge. "It never seems to be the first thing I try," she said wryly, already taking up another vial.

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