With her assistant and the bucket, Amethyst walked inside the Great Hall. She had forgotten how glorious it was, but she didn't even pause to admire it. Instead, she walked towards the Headmistress and hoped Andrew wasted no time studying the Hall. Probably everyone was watching them. She hesitated for a fraction of a time when she saw Mrs. Truebridge was about to deliver her speech, but they had already entered the Hall, so she would have to cut her off.

"Headmistress," she addressed to the woman, "We have brought the cure." She was speaking only a bit louder than usual, in case the Headmistress had hearing problems, but her back was towards the students and she doubted they heard her clearly. She put the bucket down and looked at the white red head.

"You should drink a glass of it, and you will be fine in a few days. You can mix it with other drinks if you wish. The taste is rather horrible, I hear." She paused. She was still addressing to the Headmistress and staff.

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