"When I start to stir the pot, you placed the leaves into the pot," she said. She waited for another minute before she started to stir. I poured the leaves at once and watched her say some words. Some reactions were coming from the potions that were inside the pot. It started to have a scent. Rose scent. "It might scent nice but it is deadly. Remember that."
I nodded. She stirred for about ten to fifteen minutes, also speaking languages. When she was done, she took a small bottle. "It is done," she said. "She poured some potions in the bottle. The liquid was twinkling.
"Golden," I said. She nodded. "So, what is this spell for exactly?" I asked.
She shook her head. Weren't you paying attention?"
" If you are going to judge, don't bother."
"This liquid is a potion to stop dark magi
