Professor Snape is just now finishing off a long, tedious lecture about the love potion, Amornetia. Is smells different for every person in the world, and smells like who the person smelling it loves the deepest in the entire world.

“Now, I can just hear your protests on this, but you will not be brewing this potion until your seventh year. For now, we will instead study its effects; more specifically, the smell.” Professor Snape says, pulling out a small vial of a pearly pink substance and swirling around.

After, all of the students gets the chance to go up individually to smell the amornetia in front of the class.

“Right, Thank you, Mr. Weasley, I guess.. Now, Mister Diggory. It’s your turn.”