 The Last of Her Kind
Ah, yes, the Philosopher's Stone. Really a fascinating subject. Adrienne had never been as entranced by Alchemy as she was by many other subjects, but the theory behind it was really incomparably interesting. And given that the Stone was often considered the pinnacle of an alchemist's achievement, she'd obviously come across it many times while idly reading, though she may never have researched it in specific. As for the subject of its destruction, though, she actually didn't know as much as one might expect. The Second Wizarding War was a subject she'd never really wanted to learn about, for many reasons. Still, she figured she might as well pitch in any insights she had about it while the class was discussing.
"Well, the Elixir of Life or whatever it was that the Stone produced was the only thing that was keeping what's-his-face, the creator, alive, yeah? So anyone other than him who wanted to destroy it would have to face loads of complicated morals and stuff because someone's life hung in the balance." Adrienne paused for a moment, looking around her, and then continued. "Besides, why would anyone want to destroy it? I mean, before the whole fiasco, all it was doing was peacefully keeping this one guy and his wife alive and making gold. It's innocent in and of itself, it's only what people might do to try and get it that's the problem."
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