Potions Office

[Lord William]

Name
Professor W. A. Neville

Titles
Potions Master
Head of Gryffindor House

In the dark and gloomy dungeons of Hogwarts lies the office of the schools potions master. The shadowy walls are lined with shelves of large glass jars filled with slimy, revolting things, such as bits of animals and plants, floating in potions of varying colours. The office has but one fireplace and a private cupboard store Professor Neville's rarest of collections.

Private cupboard:
33 -common ingredients
17 - rare ingredients

[Pontifex Maximus]

Atticus knocked boldly upon the door, poking his head into the office to see if anyone was there. Some cauldrons bubbled noisily in the corner and the humid atmosphere would have threatened to choke a student less accustomed to brewing.

Professor Neville? Ar you here?

[Lord William]

William appeared out of the cupboard with some ingredients for a potion he was brewing Felix Felicis
May I help you?

[Pontifex Maximus]

William appeared out of the cupboard with some ingredients for a potion he was brewing Felix Felicis
May I help you?

Atticus entered the office when addressed,

Good afternoon, professor. I came by to introduce myself more personally. Its a pleasure to meet you sir, I am Atticus Prince. I have a certain, ah, love for potions, in fact it is my favorite subject.

[Lord William]

Atticus entered the office when addressed,

Good afternoon, professor. I came by to introduce myself more personally. Its a pleasure to meet you sir, I am Atticus Prince. I have a certain, ah, love for potions, in fact it is my favorite subject.

William continued his brewing, mumbling measurements and ingredients to himself

Evening Mr. Prince though I must commend your courageous introduction, wonderful sentiments indeed. Though he warned the art of potion making is no easy task and few have the skills to succeed within it

[Pontifex Maximus]

William continued his brewing, mumbling measurements and ingredients to himself

Evening Mr. Prince though I must commend your courageous introduction, wonderful sentiments indeed. Though he warned the art of potion making is no easy task and few have the skills to succeed within it

Yes, professor. If it was easy I wouldn't bother with it. I enjoy a challenge, and solving the problems associated with brewing a more excellent potion.

[Lord William]

She trodded in timid and shy as she were. Hiding within the folds and hoodie of her robe. After standing in the middle some time she inhaled, she had forgotten to breath since she knocked the door. She blushed but remained stubbornly on her spot on the floor, eyes fixed on the disk.
"Maybe.. I have come to ask for private lessons in one of the weekend days each week."
This was a rush for a girl like her, this was daring. She was straight forward and went to the chase. The shy girl stood stil like a statue but the thoughts on the inside boiled like the most furious of couldrons.

Ms. Silver i am not here as your private tutor, I have a classroom filled with students whom are eager to learn the magical art of potion making. If you have questions related to the subject i will gladly answer them but i do not have time to teach each student individually

Yes, professor. If it was easy I wouldn't bother with it. I enjoy a challenge, and solving the problems associated with brewing a more excellent potion.

William smirked as he measured the young wizards abilities
I am glad you have accepted the challenge, but the question is can you rise up and beat it

[Raglan]

James pays a visit to the potion master.

[Lord William]

Ah James, to what do I owe this visit?

[Narf]

A weak knock was heard on the door.

[Raglan]

Good afternoon William. I was hoping i could persuade you to make me a potion.

[Lord William]

A weak knock was heard on the door.

William waved his wand towards the locked door.
(the sound of the door unlocking and a slight creak as the door began to slightly open)

Good afternoon William. I was hoping i could persuade you to make me a potion.

Good afternoon
William smirked as the professor posed his wish
Well it all depends on the type of potion

[Raglan]

Good afternoon
William smirked as the professor posed his wish
Well it all depends on the type of potion

i was hoping for an euphoria elixir. As a reward for one of my students.

[Lord William]

Lio knocked the door. He had met Professor Neville at the train and he wanted to meet the head of his house a little bit better

The door opened slowly with the usual creak

Under your able instruction I am sure that my base of knowledge will expand considerably. I've been top of my class so far, but, professor, if I may...

Atticus lowered his voice.

I don't mean to speak ill of previous professors, but...our last potions master was a bit eccentric. Our instruction has been...spotty to say the least. As you can imagine it came to me as a relief to find such a qualified wizard as yourself instructing us this year.

William was greatly flattered though attempted to keep a stern face, his emotions were his alone.
I shall not speak ill of former professor's and how they apporached potion making, though I believe it is wise decision to start the class with the basics of potions to ensure the class has a solid foundation. who knows what information could have been covered or missed by the previous professor.

Excusing herself she ran, embareshment and tears burning all options was not out though..

Conflicted by hidden emotion William buried his head into his studies and continued his work

i was hoping for an euphoria elixir. As a reward for one of my students.

A good reward indeed though difficult to brew and finding the ingredients is even harder

[Pinkerton]

The door opened slowly with the usual creak

Hello Sir, I'm Lyonel Marygold, I-I believe we met at the train

Lio tried to smile, but a grotesque facial expression was all he could do. He was really nervous

I-I-I want-ted to ask you something, a-as you are t-the head of m-my house

[Raglan]

A good reward indeed though difficult to brew and finding the ingredients is even harder

and hence why i came to the potions master.

James grinned, he'd have no idea how to go about it.

[Narf]

A small figure looked inside from behind the cover of the door.

[Lord William]

Ah it's you Ms. Silver
William spoke from behind his desk
May I help you with something?

[Narf]

She trodded in timid and shy as she were. Hiding within the folds and hoodie of her robe. After standing in the middle some time she inhaled, she had forgotten to breath since she knocked the door. She blushed but remained stubbornly on her spot on the floor, eyes fixed on the disk.
"Maybe.. I have come to ask for private lessons in one of the weekend days each week."
This was a rush for a girl like her, this was daring. She was straight forward and went to the chase. The shy girl stood stil like a statue but the thoughts on the inside boiled like the most furious of couldrons.

[Pinkerton]

Lio knocked the door. He had met Professor Neville at the train and he wanted to meet the head of his house a little bit better