Potions
Rita got a silly notion during her fifth year at Hogwarts. What if she could make a potion that could make her into the world’s most wanted writer.
It was a derivation from the ployjuice potion with some random elixirs mixed in. She made it secretly during potions.
It was simmering in the cauldron when she decided to drink it. There was nothing for it! Carefully picking it up, she tipped it to her lips, excitement in her heart.
“Miss Skeeter!” the professor said sharply and pointed to a rule on the board reading: Potions are not to be drunk.
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