Olly looked at each of the ingredients that had been revealed, but none of them gave him any clue as to what sort of potion they would be brewing. Who would that help? An advanced potion maker maybe. Not a third year whose potions ability was average at best. Olly shrugged and glanced around at the others who were taking guesses. They all seemed pretty good to him. Then again, everything seemed pretty good considering he had absolutely no idea. He did agree with Blaise. What was wrong with professor Newton? Had he always looked that old and frail?

"Is it some kind of potion that makes us older?" He asked. That didn't sound pleasant. If that was the case, there had better be some sort of antidote to make them younger again.