What Potion Did Dumbledore Drink Novels & Stories

Logan replied as he handed the glass containing the potion to Serenity now. Immediately, Serenity accepted the glass, and drank it slowly. A bitter taste, mixed with a slightly distinctive, strange aroma, instantly filled Serenity's throat now. Even so, Serenity continued to drink the herbal concoction, while closing her eyelids very tightly, until the concoction in the glass ran out instantly.

I drag a stool over and drop onto it, spine straight, and fists tight on my knees. Morwen ladles steaming liquid from the pot into a clay cup and sets it in front of me. It smells bitter, metallic, like rain on hot stone. “For shock,” she says. “You’ll need it.” “I’m not—” “Drink.” My temper flares, but my hands move anyway. Stubbornness has its limits; even I know not to argue with the witch about potions. The brew is scalding and awful. It burns my tongue, my throat, then settles in my stomach like a hot stone.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

It's as if she knew it might come in need some day. "Drink this before you meet her!" She said, Her voice cracked as she spoke. Borham looked petrified seeing the potion in her hand. It was a purple liquid with a mixture of green tiny flakes. Something was definitely wrong. The look on Borham's face left me in doubt if I should really take the potion. Why did he look terrified? I asked myself. Well, now I know. Once I drank the potion, I felt it. The burning in my guts, my heart thumping rapidly, my eyes watering non stop. For a while, I looked like a corpse.

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

"That crazy wolf Dylan actually made you drink some unknown potion!" A healer and the leader of the warrior patrol had both come. They told me that Dylan hadn't damaged the alarm in my house and had entered using the spare key that he had left there previously. They had tested the potion, and it did not contain any poison. It was actually a Memory Awakening Potion, which could only be found in the areas ruled over personally by the central Alpha King. This potion had already been approved through clinical trials. It would not be easy to make a complaint against Dylan regarding the incident.

- Let's go? - Yes, of course - I answer nervously to Dom It was already night and we were going to the middle of the forest, I was scared of what could happen. After walking for a while, we stopped. - It's good here - Dom says and turns to me with a bottle - Drink it, it's a potion to undo the spell - I took it and analyzed it, it was a gooey and shiny green liquid. - That seems to be horrible - I look suspicious and he laughs - I just drink and immediately my bones break?

Alexia said. The queen looked puzzled. "What did not work?" Amanda asked. "This," Alexia said and took the bottle out of her dress pocket and gave it to Amanda. Amanda looked puzzled. It couldn't be. The potion was the best of its kind in the whole of the witches' territory. It was made by Octavia and had killed powerful warlocks and Amanda was certain it was still potent.

My curious eyes still examined the contents carefully , in attempt to know what the potion was made up of . “ It’s vervain, lavender and other leaves mixed with magic. They are powerful herbs and fruit.Nothing harmful. Drink up,” the witch looked intently at me. Opening the vial, my gaze moved to the man beside me, my mate. Looking at him was all I needed to be sure that I wanted to do this. I pinched my nose and poured the unpleasant liquid into my mouth.The elixir had a fruity taste but it tasted sour at the end . Immediately, when I got everything down my throat, magic vibrated through me.