Mason had worked with plants directly for two decades now. He had never put quite this much thought into the dissection of a mandrake before. Surely Mr. Smellie was being thorough, but he was bordering on beyond what Mason taught and so therefore slowly creeping into the realm of things he would have to look up.
"Are you keeping detailed notes?" He asked, wandering closer again, assuming the answer was yes. It had to be done in the moment if one could, so that nothing was lost between completion of the experiment and writing everything down. "I can certainly point you in the right direction of the section in the library." Mason thought he knew exactly which volume to suggest.
"Are you keeping detailed notes?" He asked, wandering closer again, assuming the answer was yes. It had to be done in the moment if one could, so that nothing was lost between completion of the experiment and writing everything down. "I can certainly point you in the right direction of the section in the library." Mason thought he knew exactly which volume to suggest.
magic by MJ the magnificent