As time passed, beads of sweat had formed on the swollen house elf's forehead. Time was of the essence and despite the elfs obvious discomfort, it held its breath as the draft was administered. Slowly, the effects of the potion started to show.

First its ears lessened in size and lost its swollen sheen. Next its eyes started bulging in its sockets as its eyelids reduced in size, considerable.

The house elf emitted squeaks and squeals as it regained the ability to breathe, see and speak freely.

"Thank you," it uttered, bowing and almost grovelling at the students' feet.

Beauxbaton's representatives had been successful.