The Departmet of Mysteries was quite a sight to see. Of course, there wasn't much to see-- After all, the most classified area of the British Ministry wasn't exactly conducting tours. But what he could see was pretty fantastic. Of course, Charles wasn't here today for a tour. He was here to start the love potion testing. After being directed twice, he finally found the place and practically sailed into the room, a spring in the lanky gentleman's step.
He smiled about at his co-testers, a nod to each of the ladies, bidding them each a good morning, before curiously eyeing the set-up they had down here. He stepped to the side, the tall fellow planting his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, a childlike expression of wonder and excitement on his face. |