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"Indeed." That was what he'd just asked, wasn't it? Noble refrained from rolling his eyes; Paul could be infuriating at times, but all in good fun. Joshua...well, he still didn't know what to make of the man. "A couple of medium plants should do the trick." He followed him inside the office, hands folded behind his back as waited for them to be retrieved, only to then be questioned on his teaching philosophy.
"It depends," he replied, wondering what the Herbology professor was getting at. "But I try to when I can, yes. After testing their efforts to belay any safety concerns." Some of his students had little to no attention span for the art of potioneering, and he had no desire to let those concoctions out into the wild to wreak damage to either themselves or his career. That answered, he felt no need to make small talk with a question in kind, especially with the next question.
He'd have thought the purpose of a wideye potion was somewhat in the title. Wishart clearly hadn't taken any potions courses alongside his herbology then. Noted. "It prevents the drinker from falling asleep," he replied, watching as the carrot and rhubarb were put down in exchange for some small change. "Magical caffeine, if you will. Popular with students trying to cram for exams." A poor substitute for proper preparation, in his opinion, and he'd tell them as such in class.
And honestly, he had no idea what the current fascination with the coin was. It looked like just a normal coin to him, unable to read any of the lettering at this distance. Noble coughed pointedly. "The wolfsbane? He didn't have all day.
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