He didn’t want to but he had to get a new and proper cauldron. His previous one was causing too much trouble and he was certain that the numerous potions that had been brewed in it had made it beyond even magical repair. So after a short discussion with his father, he had agreed to give him a little bit of extra money from their savings to buy a new cauldron.

Having promised his father he would buy the cheapest one, Dorian walked to the pewter cauldrons and checked them out. But it didn’t feel right… Pewter cauldrons were mostly used by first years and was very slow. He was going to start his fifth year and had to be able to keep up with the speed of the others. ”Sorry dad” he whispered as he turned around to see if he could find a brass cauldron. He would buy the cheapest out of those.