Feathery Thingywhatsit | BookSnake 16. Dragonhide gloves It was just another day in potions class. Bella meticulously added ingredient after ingredient, clockwise stir after clockwise stir. So intent was her focus on the task that she didn’t noticed the strange burning smell until it was too late.
Black flames were rising from the table, completely engulfing an object: her dragonhide gloves! The gloves had been made of the finest hide; a fine silvery-scaled creature had been painstakingly killed to make them. Bella was sure she knew who the one responsible for their destruction was: Matt. She glanced in his direction, but he looked as shocked as herself.
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