Idunn did not know anyone here—not as potioneers, and that was what counted today. Well, Miss Hunter had been servicable in school, though not quite to the redhead's own standard (in her estimation). From the others, the apprentice had no idea what to expect, and while some admittedly impressed, others—specifically the unduly chatty Mr. Nott—fell well short.
"Mr. Harper, Mr. Huxley, you alone will continue on today," Idunn declared. She vanished the contents of the wizards' cauldrons, but left their less successful comrades to tend to their own messes before departing.
"Next, a wound-cleaning potion. You may begin."
"Mr. Harper, Mr. Huxley, you alone will continue on today," Idunn declared. She vanished the contents of the wizards' cauldrons, but left their less successful comrades to tend to their own messes before departing.
"Next, a wound-cleaning potion. You may begin."
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