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Once he was done talking, he bit the last piece of the frog as she spoke and asked her questions. He simply nodded when she said she wanted to open a shop to sell her own inventions. It wasn't in the near future, her ideas would surely change, so he didn't have anything to say for now. He did smile when she said she wanted to create things. Of course! It was such a romantic idea to create things - it had been one of his dreams as well... and one that he had achieved, thankfully.
"Because there are also dark potions," he said, "and/or potions created with dark magic." Made sense now? She couldn't ignore the dark side of magic if she wanted to be great. "And there are potions to treat injuries caused by dark magic as well. You need to learn the cause to think of treating." Made sense now? He hoped so.
"I'm just saying that get the adequate marks to attend the NEWT classes for those three subjects. You'll need those to enter the university." As in, don't take him as an example in that - what he did was inhumane, and she was already too responsible to suffer.
"You already do?" He laughed. "That's great. I'd ask, but that's for later - your friends are waiting outside." Apparently, he was the popular guy of the school. Not that he complained! He enjoyed this, thank you very much.
"So, we can arrange private lessons next year. Like I said, just focus on these subjects and the workshop this year."
If that was all she had to say...?
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