After collecting the first ingredient, Dylan reentered the school...Instead of taking the steps leading back down to the dungeons, though...he went up, mind racing for a place to collect his next. Interesting thing was, the ingredient was on his person...in his trunk...shrunken down in his robes pocket.

He had been serious about not leaving his things in the Common Room.

Taking a few more sets of stairs and corridors, he arrived outside of the Trophy room and figured no one would be around here to spy what he was doing...Dylan didn't want anyone to know that he kept all his things on him...Crazy people might try to rob him or something. You could never tell these days. Everyone seemed rather desperate.

Kneeling down, he removed the miniature trunk from his pocket and set it down on the floor. Standing back up, he leveled his wand on it and whispered "Engorgio!"

When it popped back up to it's original size, he undid the latch and pulled the lid. He knew that the school's stores usually had Mercury...but didn't know if Students were allowed it. Just in case they weren't, no one was to know about this. After all...it was HIGHLY poisonous.

Finding the rather large vial, the Slytherin carefully removed it from the velvet lined case and laid it in a robe pocket by itself. Didn't want to chance that busting. That could be extremely bad...

After he got all his things back in order and the trunk shrunk back down and put away, he ventured off for his next ingredient.

Two ingredients down. Two more to go.