 Ooze Viva Buymoria! Love you Twin!
Another for Joel,
65. Ooze
Severus worked quickly so no one could copy his preparations. He guarded his book and materials, working fastidiously to make the perfect specimen.
The book said to slice the Sopophorus bean. He prodded it with his silver blade. That couldn't be right. The point was to get actual juice from it, right? He dissected a small section of it, peeked inside and smiled. He laid the flat of his knife along the top of the bean and pressed hard. His eyes darted around the room as his Sopohorus oozed triumphantly. Tossing it into the cauldron, he grabbed his quill, smirking.
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