:Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: discussion

In the need of potions or potion ingredients? You have come to the correct shop, indeed! Here at Slug and Jiggers Apothecary, you can get potions and ingredients of your choosing.

Kiara stomped in with a glare. She was at her wits end trying to find the ingredients for wolfsbane potion and this was her last chance. She walked up to the counter and placed her order. "A pound of wolfsbane, a sprig of asphodel, a pint of leathe water, and two bezores." The clerk measured out the ingredients. "making wolfsbane? Hope its not for a werewolf" the clerk joked. Kiara completely ignored it. "Thanks." she snatched up the ingredients and hastily left the shop.

There is now a sale going on for 1st, 3rd, 4th, and 5th year Potion Ingredients! Get them while you can!

Seeing that there was a sale going on for his year, Jay pulled Hannah into the shop. The 13 year old and adult walked around the store, while Jay also grabbed several things he could use in Potions this year. He definitely would’ve dropped the subject if he could, but no. He couldn’t. Still, he was quite happy. He had always liked this shop because of all the strange items it sold. And, it was usually quite quiet. But.. that was the thing he didn’t like. It was quiet. Hannah remembered Jay’s phobia of silence, and quickly began talking to him. Jay slightly relaxed, but quickly paid and left back out onto the busy street where it was much louder.

George had opened the door to the shop in a slight hurry. He just remembered that he had somewhere to be. “Hey, Clay, is this the last shop we need to go into?” He spoke quite quickly, but clearly.

Glancing before ducking into the shop, Clay stopped a bit suddenly at the question, "Trying to get rid of me already?" he teased with a grin before actually answering the question. "I mean, unless you don't want to get an owl. If you don't want to get an owl, yeah this would be the last stop" he responded before stepping up next to George, "Why?"

“Oh, right.. I just have somewhere to be, is all. Family stuff.” George calmed down, “And—No, I’m not trying to get rid of you—wait, what kind of question is that?” George looked up at Clay with a curious expression, then took a few steps in the shop. “I’ll probably come back for an owl eventually. Or I can just see if my bro—friend will let me borrow his for a bit. It’s complicated. Now..” George took a careful look at the ingredients and potions in the shop, “Don’t forget to get porcupine quills. Everyone else forgets them every year, especially you Gryffindors.” He rolled his eyes and grabbed a few ingredients that were needed for this year.

Rowan stepped in and walked to the shelves of healing ingredients. "Rowan berries, leathe water, and bezores." She grabbed some of each and continued to look around. "Jackpot" she whispered. "Unicorn hairs." She reached up to get some.

After Rowan had grabbed a couple of the rarer ingredients she made her way slowly to the counter. As she neared it her eyes rested on a shelf far in the back. It was full of ingredients for dark and illegal potions. Her heart began to beat faster, her breathing grew heavier, and her eyes glazed over a little as she thought of that night. She tore her eyes away and shook her head. "Just try to forget, like mom does." Deep inside, Rowan knew she would never forget. Never forget her mother's cries, her father's yell, and her own screams of pain and misery. She shuddered.

((Hey guys! We probably need to time skip. Today and tomorrow we have to get onto the Hogwarts Express.))