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Potion Making Class
Again at the potion making class, with Miss Harmony.
Many students thought there are too many classes like this in the timetable. Why? Maybe because it was the funniest class ... if you were one of those students who liked to sit for hours next to a cauldron simmering so slowly that you sometimes felt like throwing a huge amount of firewood to set fire to everything, including the potion.However, as for the students who attended Miss Harmony's class and sat next to that cauldron, almost everyone felt like going mad."Everything must simmer. Otherwise, ingredients won’t mix properly and the potion can have many side effects. More than usual," Miss Harmony smiled.After a moment she looked at the children."It still has to boil exactly fifteen minutes. After that I’ll share a Berzelius glass of potion for each of you. You only have to add three ingredients. And so you get a potion that can change, attention: the colour of your clothes.The prRelated chapters
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