Candor or Dauntless

Marcus becomes Snape

After some memorization, Marcus becomes Snape.

"Voldemort would have been way better," Four mumbles. Cat nods in agreement.

Marcus sulks to the center, his cloak billowing behind him.

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making," he began. He spoke in barley a whisper, but the audience caught every word.  "As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death—if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach." Marcus says, imitating Snape. " Potter!" said Marcus suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

"I now regret having a crush on the potions Professor," Nova complains. " Every bit of it." Uriah sighs.

Marcus spins the bottle. "Candor or Dauntless?" He asks.

"Dauntless," Jeanine replies.

"Squirt yourself to find out how bad it is," he says.

Jeanine sighs. " Do you have an obsession with that squirt bottle?" Gabby asks Marcus.

"I changed my mind. Let me do it," Marcus says with a smirk.

She shakes her head. " Fine. Sit on my lap then for three turns."  Marcus says. " I know you hate me."

"NO!" Shauna yells. " NO JEANCUS!'

"You made a ship name?" Zeke asks dubiously. She nods.

"Just for that, I'm actually considering doing it," Jeanine says.

She sits in his lap and pretends to be satisfied to make Marcus angry. She smirks.

"I think it backfired," Jack whispers.

"You think?" Gabby asks. Jack sighs in agreement.

Jeanine spins the bottle from Marcus's lap. "Candor or Dauntless?" She asks.