 Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Isabella looked at the potions professor in concern as class began. He seemed a bit frail. She scooted to the edge of her seat and tried to see over the people sitting in front of her. What were the ingredients? The liquids didn't really mean anything to her, they were probably just newt's blood or something, right? But the fluffy things, she felt like she should know what those were. Some sort of magical pollen?
She raised her hand. "Is it a potion to thicken your hair?" she guessed. It looked like there were some eyebrows there, after all, and eyebrows were hairs. She glanced around, hoping she'd be able to find an older student to work with when they started actually making potions. |