Pills, sacks, and bottles of all shapes and sizes fill the glass-covered shelves.

*Looks at all the remedies*

Man, I hope I won't ever have to use those......

*Looks at all the remedies*

Man, I hope I won't ever have to use those......

"Oh yes dear," Nurse Nostale replies. "Try this salve. It should help cool the skin down a bit." She unlocks the case and removes a small bottle filled with what looked like pureed asparagus. "The only problem is that it smells a bit like broccoli." She hands over the salve and takes 2 knuts and seven sickles from Chelsea.

*pokes her head in the doorway* "You wouldn't happen to have anything for common clumsiness would you??"

Nurse? I ate something at dinner that had strawberries hidden in it. Well...as you can tell, I'm allergic to them. Have any thing that might help? :/

(walks in) um, I can't rember who i am! I can't remeber who anybody is, wait, are you the nurse person?!? Im confused!!!

(runs out)

*bumps into Fluzzy as he leaves out* "Nurse, do you have a potion to make someone smarter"Kelvon said

Sarah walks in, Raph helping her.
I just need something to heal this cut on my side from the Whomping Willow, please.

"What you are looking for is a Wit-Sharpening Potion, but you won't find one here. I suggest you go to professor Airlia for that."

Nadia looks around - seeing that the nurse seemed too busy, she decided to do the thing by herself and take an anti-feever potion from the shelve. It wasn't difficult to spot, and it has labeled. Nadia took it from the shelves and left a note instead telling the nurse she has taken one bottle of it. And then she drink it, feeling light headed all of the sudden... slowly yet fast for muggle medicine, she started to feel better. Then she was out though the door.

Nadia was back here, seeing that her sore throat wasn't any better unlike her feever. Like always the Nurse seemed really bussy so Nadia repeated the process from last time - took the bottle for her throat, swallowed a bit, and then she left a notice in the space where it had been. Auto-medication wasn't her most sensible idea, but it was better than nothing... She would leave the bottles in her office later...

Steps in and asks: Excuse me, do you have anything to cure my ribs? I've broken them I've been waiting in the waiting room for a while and nobody's come.