Beth Greyvson clutched the old notebook to her chest as she stepped through the door to the potions laboratory. What was she going to do today? She didn’t kno—wait…the floor why was it sharp and covered in broken vials. ”careful, it’s a bit wet and sharp in here,” something about the disarray screamed TODDLES to the slytherin girl.

”I don’t want to sign the logbook,” Beth huffed as she made her way over to one of the workstations. Setting down her cauldron, bag, but this was something that had to be done. Potions, they were a staple of being a witch…yeah? She could do this.

Looking at the mess she pointed her wand ”evanesco”, she grinned it had worked. She’d non-beinged something. ”IT WORKED!” she jumped happily squealing – sure, there was still glass and something out there was likely overly happy. Another wave of her wand and she was helping clean the mess, some of it. Lots of it was still there.

Still feeling confident she waltzed over to the logbook and began signing it.

SPOILER!!: looooogbook

Name: Betty Anabeth C. Greyvson you should really call me Beth, nearly everyone else does
Year: First
House: Slytherin
Potion: confidence potion…not the hair one, I’m trying to look into making one using ONLY essential oils and muggle-pagan-wiccan stuff so it can be used as a perfume/cologne

There it was signed…and now to begin the work – opening a bottle she began cleaning her cauldron…by hand, because really she needed to think about how to do this. Magic and oils…right?