Text Cut: Tessa
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Tessa gently worked the ointment in to both of the Professor's ankles, sitting back with a sigh when the Professor was satisfied. "This feels great," she said, rubbing the remaining amount that was on her hands onto her wrists and knuckles. Instant relief met the joints and she was tempted to ask for more.
"I agree," she said, looking at the name of the ointment and filing it away in her memory. If she could remember it, she was taking a chance with that one. "It has, I think a lot of people have been feeling it," she said, her gaze wandering over to the castle. "Professors and students alike." She looked back down at the ointment, making sure she remembered it. "A muggle concoction?" she asked, surprised. "I will keep that in mind... but I have no idea when I'll get to one of those," she said, shaking her head. She would send an owl to her father, but she doubted that he would remember- or leave his work to run to a muggle town.
So the students were having trouble as well? Tiara knew Anastasia was feeling similarly and she had heard Airey was also suffering. She even knew that one or two of her quidditch players weren't feeling normal. But.. for Tessa to say that so bluntly meant that it was common knowledge amongst the student body in general.
Keep that in mind? "
Well if your memory is anything like mine is these days..." She sighed. "
I had better just give you a tub. I bought fifteen, so I can certainly spare one." She rummaged in her drawer and found her stash. "
There. Share with your similarly-plagued friends." Sharing was caring, after all.
"
Was there anything else, dear?" Because if not... she needed a nap. It was a common midday occurrence this year.