 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
The itching was still irritating her, but Daisy was trying her best not to scratch, especially now that she had put some of Nurse Murdoch’s anit-itch cream on it. The potion she’d been given to help with the nausea and the headaches had kicked in and with the expectation of the after-taste of the potion and a vomit (and the itching) she felt like she did before she got covered in webs and bit by raining spiders.
She pushed open the doors to the hospital wing, wand in hand and in a hurry to go down to the Great Hall per Nurse Murdoch’s orders. The other girls were still being treated or talked to about their misadventure, but she had been dismissed. The halls were eerily quiet…now she just needed to make it to the Great Hall without taking any wrong turns. Daisy cursed her lack of directional skills wondering if there was a charm or something to help her with that as she headed down the hall.
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