supercalifragilistic expialidocious
"Potions... Great lesson, but scary stuff," thought Stella to herself as she entered the classroom. "Good Morning, Professor," she said looking around the room for a second, looking for a good place to sit. She sat down on a chair, with a clean desk in front of her, and as she waited for the class to begin, the Ravenclaw stared at the ingredients on the teachers desk but, she noticed only the red bottle of powdered dragon horn.
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