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Originally Posted by
Mad Eye Touz 
Plymouth's head drooped. "It won't happen again. I can't believe you didn't know I was lying." Plymouth sneaked in a glance through his faaaaar too long hair over at Cela. "But that whole potion thing that you took...? that was all my fault anyway...? I talked Kazimeriz into maybe giving you those points back if I teach you how to make a Wit Sharpening potion correctly. I'll teach you. I'm not bad at Potions." Plymouth was actually pretty good at Potions if given adequate time and motivation. Celandine Toussaint spending time with him was all the motivation Plymouth ever needed.
"I'm sorry. I swear, it won't happen again. Unless you say no, then I'll have to come up with some other way to make it up to you."
"I... thought you were a bit odd? But then I thought it might have been because of stuff." Celandine admitted, her hand reaching out of its own accord and brushing his hair out of his eyes with her fingers.
Wait...
what?
"A Wit Sharpening potion. Professor Kazimeriz thinks that
I need a Wit Sharpening potion?" Celandine was possibly a bit offended and quite hurt at the thought.
She chose not to inform Plymouth that her taking that potion wasn't at all his fault. She'd taken the delusting potion in an attempt to stop wanting to smooch Copernicus all the time.
"I'm not
bad at potions either." Celandine folded her arms across her chest a bit huffily, "I just don't
like potions all that much."