Uh....what? For Merlins sake. This was some of the most absurd thing she had heard. She was just fine at doing math...without a beard. Beds rubbed her hand over her smooth face and cringed at the idea of having a beard. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Grow a beard or potentially end up in trouble.

She stood and she felt herself get tense. "The beard won't be permanent right, Professor?" It would go away in time? She felt panic rising in her chest and as she made her way closer to the cauldron she was almost ready to run out of the classroom. She grabbed her own full cup which shook a little in her hand. This wasn't going to be any fun if the beard never went away because that was what was causing her panic. She didn't want to be stuck with a beard.

Jezz hurriedly drank the potion and then disposed of her cup. Oh this was not good. Her face was becoming itchy and she didn't like it. She stared down at her face and saw the chin hair get longer, stopping just above her waist. It was as black as the night sky with bits of silver here and there. Oh, this was awkward. She sat back down at her seat and scratched her chin. Maybe she should braid it. It wouldn't be so bad braided right? And she began to braid it.