The Slytherin's next stop...should have been one that was obvious to others. Really...Where could you go if you wanted to get something that the school didn't have.

The Room of Requirement.

Duh.

After pacing in front of the stretch of wall several times, he stepped through the door. The room had transformed to fit his needs, alright. Instead of furniture, bookshelves, stacks of junk that might have normally clutter the room, it was bare...save for a long table set up in the very center.

As Dylan approached it...he seen various forms of the potion ingredient laid out on the table. Whole form, powdered form, lightly crushed...but then there was the dilemma of which to take. Did he take them all? Just take the horn itself? That was probably best, right? So that it was fresh...and would be fresh when they went to use it for potions.

Making the decision, he removed several parchment from his pocket, laying them down on the table. Slipping his gloves back on, he picked up the horn and carefully began wrapping it up. The good thing about it was that these things were expensive...So, he knew Professor Lafay would really appreciate it. Hopefully. It was hard to tell with that lady.

Making sure it was good and secured, he turned to the other forms and pulled several vials from his pockets. Waste not, want not. He could use these himself maybe...

So, yea. Horn for Lafay...Powdered horn for him.

Three down. ONE to go...