Susan was sitting in potions class wondering what exactly they did in this class. Some of the other students looked a little afraid. Well Susan was a little confused as to why, the professor seemed polite enough...maybe a little stricter than the others. Although Susan would be sure never to get on her bad side...she had a feeling it wouldn't be very pleasant.
Susan scrunched her eyebrows when the professor asked what noxious meant, Susan had no idea. She was racking her brain for some kind of answer but she couldn't come up with a single thing. Well maybe someone else would know and be able to answer the question. Susan made sure she would write it down when she figured out what it meant. |