"Dribble" #86 (Daring): As Tough as Nails
- Dedicated to Jan.


A thin plume of gas wafted endlessly from Milly’s cauldron. The accompanying putrid odour dispersed throughout the entire dungeon.

Milly cursed silently as she inhaled the miasma of dragon excreta and -

“Sandals, Bulstrode?” came Snape’s voice from three rows behind. “For future classes, may I suggest borrowing a pair of galoshes from Hagrid?”

Milly hastily scrunched up her toes. All the leprechaun toenails were taken!

As she made an attempt to fill up a potion flask, her fingers came into contact with the brown ooze.

An expression of fake valor was noticeable as grimy toenails began replacing stubby fingernails.