
The Wolfsbane Potion
By Charlotte

29 Dec, 2023

Charlotte Conkey stood nervously in the dimly-lit office of Professor Snape, clutching her essay on the Wolfsbane potion. Snape's cold eyes locked onto her own.

"I...I believe it's important, Professor," she stuttered, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink. "The Wolfsbane potion can be life-saving."

Snape sneered, "Your faith in your abilities is touching, Miss Conkey, but misplaced. This is not child's play."

Not deterred, Charlotte placed her essay on Snape's desk. "I've done my research, Professor. I'm ready to brew the potion."

Snape looked at her with a hint of surprise. "Very well, Conkey," he said, "Prepare your ingredients."

Over the next few weeks, Charlotte was a regular presence in Snape's office. She worked tirelessly, under his watchful eye, brewing the complex potion.

Snape, though stern, guided her through the process. His cold demeanor was not a hindrance but a driving force for Charlotte's determination.

After countless hours, she held the finished potion. It glowed a soft blue under the dungeon's dim lights, signifying its success.

Snape took the potion, inspecting it closely. He then looked at Charlotte, his usual sneer absent. "Well done, Miss Conkey," he said.

Charlotte beamed, her heart filled with pride. She had proven herself to the stern Professor and mastered the Wolfsbane potion.

As she left Snape's office, a newfound confidence radiated from her. She had faced her challenge and come out victorious.

And while Snape would never admit it, he felt a certain amount of pride in her accomplishment. He watched her leave, a slight smile playing on his lips.