 Harvey Forsfelle :: Ravenclaw ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
On his way down to the dungeons, Harvey reflected on how disastrous his Elasticity Potion brewing attempt had been. He had completely missed a step and… well, somehow that made the contents of his cauldron go up in blue flames? How fitting… it had been Ravenclaw blue too. Harv was doubtful that his Head of House had been impressed. But Diallo had been impressed since fire was his thing and all. Speaking of Diallo!
“Heading to the Trial Course?” he asked the third year, having spotting him a few paces ahead. The second year jogged to catch up with him. “Try not to set anything on fire.” Though it would be sorta neat if the Slytherin did.
“Hi, Professor,’’ Harv greeted casually as he and Diallo arrived at the room. It was nice that the man was around in case things went south. His gaze lingered on the phials before reaching for one and carefully downing the potion within. Because of his earlier experience with his own brewing, there was some doubt in his mind; as though the batch presented now to the students were faulty. But he did wish to try the course so… all that he needed to do now was wait a bit before getting started. |