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Hogwarts After Dark
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Regina Gaunt Professor Potions Mistress

Joined: 21 Apr 2007 Posts: 25
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:13 pm Post subject: The ends Justifies the Means |
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A smell much like sulfuric acid permeated the room, Regina's robes, even her own skin as she stirred patiently waited for the liquid to thicken.
Sweat trickled down the side of her face which was ignored, but to take a step back and wipe it with the handkerchief tucked in her neckline. It wouldn't do to drip into the cauldron now that she was almost finished.
With a smirk, she tapped the glass stirrer, and dipped out a drop of the finished potion onto a plate. She dropped a cricket on the tiny droplet, and watched, satisfied as its lower half of its body promptly disappeared, leaving it confused, trying to jump for a moment, before finally ceasing its movements.
She bottled it carefully, its color now a bright blue since it had cooled so rapidly, and its scent disguised with natural flavorings she knew would not interfere with its function. Project finished, she cleaned rapidly and decided what to do next.
Michael's belated welcoming present was going to take a long while to prepare.
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Jason LaLisse Professor Mops the Grass

Joined: 27 Apr 2007 Posts: 11
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 7:43 pm Post subject: |
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Jason couldn't help but take a little detour through the dungeons. After all, it wasn't him that Regina was so completely pissed at. He grinned a little and tapped at the door, before sticking his head in. He coughed at the stench, but didn't back down. The sight of Regina so dedicated to something so putrid, with such a pleasant expression, meant only one thing.
Somebody was in big trouble. |
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Regina Gaunt Professor Potions Mistress

Joined: 21 Apr 2007 Posts: 25
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 6:52 am Post subject: |
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Regina wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her sleeve, after feeling a light breeze enter the room. She glared at LaLisse, but didn't stop stirring.
"Are you going to stand there breathing my air, and staring like a stunned doxy, or are you going to enter already?" she snapped. He obviously wanted something, nobody ever paid her a visit.
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