8. Potions

And a dash of Alex Reed...


"Easy, she says." Alex muttered under his breath. He was so bad at potions, every time he tried to succeed; he failed miserably. Most of the time he blew up the cauldrons. Though, there he was in class yet again brewing some potion he would never use. He grabbed the great ladle and started stirring slowly. Now if only he could get a better look at it and lean forward just a little…

Alex realized when it was too late that he’d leaned over too much and the next second he was inside the cauldron.

“Now, this can’t be right.”