Slytherin by heart Lina frowned. "This potion is obviously from our class, but the professor said it would only last fifteen minutes." She checked the time, then looked back to the boy. "I figured you would be alright, however I think I need to get the professor. He should still have some of the antidote left. If you can, follow me. Or dance after me. Either way." She glanced back at the table, worried she might miss someone else having a drink of her potion. Ah well. Another time perhaps. And she would certainly hear the stories later.
She hopped down from her seat and started making her way for the dungeons, wondering what went wrong.
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