Chapter Twelve
"Today we'll be learning a very useful potion, one that every witch and warlock should know," the teacher announces.
Different potions run through my head, and I wonder which of them he'll want us to create. All of them will be ones I've mastered. Not because I know everything, but just because I've been practising them since I was a little girl.
"If you turn to page seven hundred and twenty, you'll find the instructions for a potion that helps in the creation of spell paper. If you ever want to write your own spells, then this is something you're going to need."
Ah. That one.
Daphne and I share a look, probably because we know the room is going to stink to high heaven in a matter of minutes.
"Sir?" one of the girls at the other side of the room says.
"Yes, Miss Flowe
