Checking his watch to double-check he was not going to be late, which he wasn't, Roderigo trudged along in the dark, dank dungeons towards his Potions lesson. He pushed open the small door and found that only a few people were there so far. He gave the Professor a small wave and stood near the door. His eyes flitted around the room as he decided where to sit. Seeing a vacant table and cauldron to the near right side of the room, Roderigo made his way across the classroom. He threw his bag upon the table, sat down on the stool, and began taking out his potions kit, potions book, and brass scales. Having completed that, he leaned forward against the table with his arm propping up his head. It was a few minutes before he noticed the bottle with glittering crimson inside. He screwed up his eyes, for he was a few rows back, and saw that the bottle contained powdered dragon horn. He gave a small nod of impression; he couldn't wait for this class to begin.