 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah followed Professor Culloden through the door, keeping the angelic smile on her face until she got a good luck at the room and her mouth took the shape of a big 'O'. There was SO MUCH cool stuff in here. How did she not know this before? The RUG and the PAINTINGS and look at all the CANDIES. She stared at the bowl for another moment or two before finally closing her mouth and taking a seat. She'd closed her mouth eventually, okay, her mum couldn't technically say she was rude. Technically.
She sat so far back in the chair that only her tippy toes could touch the floor, and took a deep breath. This was the part where she said why she was here, right? She wasn't entirely sure how these visits were supposed to go. "I need your help, Professor." Did she get on her knees and beg? That was looking like a pretty good idea right now considering how soft the carpet looked, but that probably wasn't very good form. Fourteen year olds had good form. Apparently. "I need a potion and you're the potions guy except I don't know if this kind of potion even exists, y'know? That's why I'm asking. 'Cause you know everything."
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