Potions Teacher Harry Potter Novels & Stories

She rushed. When the witches had surrounded the cauldron and the table of bottles, she introduced herself. "My name is Elma and I'm your potions teacher. Today we'd be learning about elixirs. Now," she said, gesturing to three distinctive bottles on the table, "there are three types of elixirs; the sweetened or cordial elixir, the unsweetened or knot elixir and the amphix elixir which, is a mixture of both."

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

he spoke up, “Do you know anything about the vampire potion?” Suddenly, the bell rang, letting the students know that lunchtime was over. Becca snapped out of the enthrallment as her eye color changed back to gray and pushed Alexander’s hand away, noticing their closeness. “What are you talking about? Did you get drunk during lunch?” she snapped at him. “What the hell is the vampire potion?” She looked at Alexander as if he had grown two heads.

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

He quickly took in the presence of the girl Her raven black hair, attractive plump lips and brown eyes. He turned his eyes away from her and proceeds to teach. "I hope you all understood the topic and have a good day today, we'll have a short revision test in our next class" Dane said before leaving the classroom The class instantly became noisy after he left, everyone kept talking about the new hot lecturer. She just simply rolled her eyes and turned her concentration back to her phone, she hardly concentrated on what he taught...She didn't even find anything special in him, of course he was indeed handsome, she disliked him for his actions

It's a wonder the classroom isn't electrocuted. Fuck. It feels so good. Sitting back at my desk, I give her a silent order. She knows what to do. With her eyes on me, she unwraps the lollipop and slowly puts it in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. That's my fucking good girl. I am entranced, wondering who this girl is that put this spell on me.

I lean forward to see the owner of the voice and found Carlossmirking. “Aria believes in magic, just not love potions,” Isla piped in. “That’s a shame.” Carlos gave her a smile. I roll my eyes and turn to the professor, who had started teaching. She taught us potions that were relevant to service. She gave us ingredients for a healing potion and a body lightening potion. We start mixing. Lucien hands me herbs and I grind them, trying not to crush them too fine. His hand brushes mine as he adds the powder winking at me. The boys were cracking jokes and for a moment everything feels almost normal, like I am finally in school learning something. Maybe witches weren’t all bad after all……..I coul

Jack took his seat, smiling. “Chelsea Fisher. She is the teacher of Healing and Potions. She is coming from Australia today; she has been away from the pack for a decade and is finally here,” Jack said. “Great, I am glad to get the opportunity to learn from her,” I said. “Dad, I want to learn Healing and Potions, too. I will join the class with Flora,” Ivan said.

A possibility that could lead me to my freedom. I stood up, dusted my clothes, and walked towards the shelves, flinching every time my head throbbed. My eyes squinted at the endless rows of glass bottles, all filled with liquid; potions of various colors and consistency. Whoever this wizard is, his collection of potions are very impressive. Some of the bottles were clearly labeled, love potion, flying potion, summoning potion, super strength potion while others had scribbles that were barely legible.

The glowing fountain bubbled and soon, Luke leaned around a rack. He eyed Duke for a moment. “You look like you can at least stay awake. We’re brewing your first potion today!” Duke huffed and we walked round the shelf to see the table that he’d set up to brew potions. We took our places around a large table where various ingredients and tools were laid out. I didn’t recognize most of it, but I listened as Luke started to explain what the ingredients were and introduced the basics behind brewing potions. “You’ll find that anything you buy from a supernatural seller, like hair products, was made by a potioneer. The school uses a lot of potions all the time, so look forward to brewing gigantic