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Hogwarts RPG Name: Anna Walles Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sage Ransom-Kruus Slytherin Sixth Year Ministry Department Head:
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Ugh, great. Though at least her younger housemate knew what Sage was asking about so it wasn't as though the sixth year had wasted any effort thus far. She sure missed Professor Tapio right now...could always trust the man to keep things in a sensible arrangement and keep gnomes and other mobile plants at bay so things remained orderly. "Gutted," she signed and slapped her palms against her thighs twice. "Well, okay then. Let's be off on the search then." She was frustrated but not in her usually menacing way she may come across were she in other certain company (Solomon and Reuben, specifically) and therefore kept the tiniest smile to her features as she pulled out her little pocket notebook to check some notes she had taken earlier in the day.
Nothing terribly groundbreaking and based more on some hunches she had while browsing some healing journals discussing certain links to breathing and eating, but she was hoping that the right dose of these two particular plants would combine nicely with Adder's Fork. She was still debating on whether she needed to look towards bat spleens, dried nettles, and puffer-fish eyes or shrivelfig, caterpillars and cowbane...but she supposed those decisions would have to come once she entered the experimentation phase. She did see a pattern among potions ingredients of this nature requiring the spleen of some small animal (a bat or a rat) so that was obviously going to be on the table eventually.
"You working on an assignment too or..." she asked while her interest briefly waned from her own parchment to what her younger housemate had in her arms. "...something else entirely?"
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