The Professor had declared Rhydian fucking Black would tutor you in order to improve your performance in Potions Class, because you were, admittedly, absolutely flunking the subject and that pompous asshole Rhydian was top of the class.

Unfortunately for you, you'd downplayed his supreme asshole-ness (yes, you knew that wasn't a proper word).

It seemed Rhydian intended to make your every study session hell.

"Are you stupid? This is Amortentia, not Polyjuice," Black shook the vial.