That was good. Cool was good. Bev nodded once more and ruffled through her bag, taking out a quill and parchment. "Okay, um, the potions professor wants us to ask how it felt, so...I'm going to ask you questions."

She prepared her quill, and looked up at the Gryffindor girl. Introductions first, yeah? "What's your name, house and year? And how did the fire feel? Were you scared? Did it tickle? Did it hurt?" She said in a rushed tone as if she'd forget it if she didn't say it.

She needed answers for all of them. Please.