The Potion's Master
I was sitting in my mother's class doing the work she assigned us to do before I heard loud footsteps echoing the hallways. My mother was on her desk in you cat form. I looked behind me to see Harry and Ronald opening the door.
"Whew, we made it. Could you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?" Ronald said to Harry. I hid my snicker in my sleeve. After they said that my mother transformed back in her original form. I heard Ronald and Harry gulp.
"That was bloody brilliant." Ronald complemented my mum.
"Why thank you for that assessment Mr. Weasley. Perhaps it would be more useful if you were to transfigure Potter and yourself into a pocket watch, that way one of you might be on time." Mum stated to the boys.
"W-we got lost." Harry said stuttering a bit.
"Then perhaps a map. I trust you don't need one to find your seats?"
Ronald nodded his head slowly while Harry just stood there looking down.
We waited patiently for Professor Snape to arrive, all of a sudden the door slammed open. Professor Snape walked in furiously.
"There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few... Who possess, the predisposition... I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death."
He said to the class in his deep, cold voice. He then snapped his eyes towards Harry who was writing on what he was saying.
"Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel comfortable enough to not pay attention..." He said directing it towards Harry. Hermione nudge his shoulder getting him to pay attention. Harry looked up and saw Professor Snape looking at him.
"Mr. Potter... our—new—celebrity." Professor Snape said slowly.
"Tell me...What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Professor Snape asked Harry. Hermione's hand shot up in the air. Harry stayed silent.
"You don't know? Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?" Professor Snape asked him. Hermione's hand shot up again.
"I don't know, sir." Harry replied honestly.
"And "What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?" Professor Snape added. Hermione's hand still was in the air frantically muttering 'oh! I know!' softly.
"I don't know sir..." Harry again replied.
"Pity, clearly fame isn't everything, is it Mr. Potter?" Professor Snape said questioning him.
Professor Snape turned around before looking at me.
"Ms. Jessamine, if you would please tell Mr. Potter where all of those things are if you don't mind." Professor Snape ordered me. I nodded my head before saying the answer.
" Asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite." I said to him. He nodded his head clearly liking my answer. He looked up to see people not writing anything down.
"Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?" Professor Snape asked viciously. Students began frantically writing it down.
A/n: I was really glad to get over 5 comments so instead of publishing a chapter tomorrow, I published this today! ^.^ Man this chapter was by far the hardest! It may look short and easy but I had to find out some of the names on here xD
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