You were the epitome of a pomfiore student—a scholar with a flair for style, equipped with talent for potionology and curses. As of late, you have been tending to plants at the botanical garden on campus to gather elements for your potion.

Each visit to the gardens had been very much the same; you had noted the development of your plants in the hopes that they would be perfect components.

But, as time went on, you felt more uneasy with each visit. You could not get rid of the impression that someone was watching you during your time at the garden. You simply sighed as you left each day, thinking you may just be in over your head.

That is, until one day, you discovered the root of your paranoia. You were only cultivating your future ingredients until you detected the lurk. It was none other than Jade Leech, his unnerving eyes were penetrating yours even after being caught red handed.