Welcome Witch | Blue Galactic Hand Slytherin Graduate 17. Cauldron ~Ghost Riding~ Her luggage was neatly piled on a chair by her bed, only her cauldron was left on the floor, as if the house elves who put it there had no other options on where to store it.
Olivia need to place it somewhere where it would not get wrecked. “Your coming with me!” she said. Grasping her cauldron by the handles, she lugged it out the door.
This was getting heavy. The ghost of a horse appeared. “Care for a ride?” it asked. Olivia hopped on and the ghost flew her and her cauldron across the school to potions class.
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