A simple sleeping draught was like making toast for Seneca but she was in no shape to brew any potions. She drank the potion for her own problem and then slouched back in the armchair and waited for her migraine to pulsate away.
"By the time I'm done brewing it, Miss Gamp will get sleepy anyway," Seneca replied. "But there might be a sleeping draught in the potions cabinet." Miss Mulciber could put in the effort for her friend and then it'd give Seneca a reason to award Slytherin with more house points.
She turned to Miss Gamp. "That you are worried about your exams shows that you care and that is a good thing. I assure you, though, that you have nothing to worry about. If people who were barely literate before coming to Hogwarts can pass them, then so can you."
"By the time I'm done brewing it, Miss Gamp will get sleepy anyway," Seneca replied. "But there might be a sleeping draught in the potions cabinet." Miss Mulciber could put in the effort for her friend and then it'd give Seneca a reason to award Slytherin with more house points.
She turned to Miss Gamp. "That you are worried about your exams shows that you care and that is a good thing. I assure you, though, that you have nothing to worry about. If people who were barely literate before coming to Hogwarts can pass them, then so can you."