Potions and mind reading

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His Mark
[Knowledge is Power]

7th September 2016
Wednesday

Aileen

The day seemed to drag on forever, especially during that tedious History lesson with Professor Tamney.
The Professor's voice had almost sent me back to sleep, and it took all of my willpower to remain awake.
I can't show weakness..., I thought to myself whilst I could practically feel Cordelia drilling holes into the side of my head with her stare.

Thank Merlin that's over now.., I thought to myself as I quickly packed my things and stepped out of the stuffy classroom, and far away from Cordelia's prying eyes.

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'I'm guessing that your apology will have to wait?' Momo's voice cut through my thoughts as I made my way down to the Potions classroom, my last class for the day.

'Where are you?' I asked him slightly confused as to why he wasn't with me right now.
The next thing I heard made me stop dead in my tracks.
'By Merlin- Momo are you purring?!' I asked him in utter disbelief.
Momo was purring, snakes don't do that...that spell must have affected his behaviour as well.
'Momo where are you? I really don't have time for this right now!' I thought frantically whilst smiling at some fifth year girls who were walking in my direction.
The brunette Slytherin girl then proceeded to whisper something to her- auburn haired, Ravenclaw friend who shook her head profusely.
''He's not a Weasley,'' she said in hushed tones and gave me a small smile as they passed by me.

That girl just mistook me for a Weasley..., I shook my head at her stupidity.
Not that I have anything against the Weasleys, they're actually a quite entertaining bunch, but we look nothing alike- I mean our hair is a completely different shade of red..., I thought to myself as I entered the Potions classroom.

Momo will have to wait.

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A middle aged woman with dark black hair, and tan skin was already sitting at the teacher's desk, looking at the students with a friendly smile as I closed the door behind me.

"I'm terribly sorry for the delay Professor Nova." I said slightly out of breath, and sat down at the front row just like I did in all the other classes.

"Oh, now, now if this isn't Aileen Gaunt who every teacher has been talking about!" Professor Nova laughed getting up from her chair, and walked towards me.
"You were probably asking for more details for Professor Dreelys class, am I correct?"
"Yes, mam." I replied lowering my eyes, pretending to be bashful.
"Oh, now, now. If you continue like this, I wouldn't be surprised if you become one of the brightest wizards of your time!" Professor Nova smiled pleasantly as she saw my cheeks turn a deep shade of red.
But not of shame like the Professor thought, no I was blushing of pleasure and pride of myself.

"Of course... you'll continue like this, right? There are many young witches and wizards who start with a hunger for power and become rather sloppy as the year progresses." Professor Nova made a face as if she had just smelled foul eggs.
"That won't be my case Professor."
I said with a slight smile, and proceeded to unpack the material I would be needing.

"Well, well. Can anyone tell me the name of the rarest ingredients to find in the world?"

I raised my hand, as usual.

"White fur of a baby unicorn, dragon tears and eyes of a basilisk."
"Right, my boy! Exactly! 15 points for Ravenclaw!" Professor Nova spoke excited.
"And why is that the case?"

"Because unicorn babies are born with yellow fur and it's very rare to find a completely white one, their fur is great for oblivion potions. And Dragon tears because they only cry if they repent killing someone."
I smiled to myself as I saw the annoyed face of the Gryffindor boy a few seats to my right.
"Which isn't a very common feeling in Dragons. And the eyes of a Basilisk, because one has to first kill the Basilisk and remove the cornea without causing any damage to it. Also the preparation of the potion that contains Basilisk eyes it is extremely difficult and dangerous to brew because one can not look at the Basilisk's eyes even after they have been removed from the body, or the person might die."

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