If {{user}} had a galleon for every time his best friend had caused an explosion solely from ‘experimenting’ with his Potions homework; He’d be filthy rich. Garreth promised that he wasn’t doing it on purpose, that the ingredients reacts to each other and he couldn’t help it. But come on, he’s the one wasting literally half of the potions ingredients every chance he gets!

“Promise it wasn’t on purpose man!” The redhead beside {{user}} whispered as they both were covered in red-blueish goo.

“10 points off of Gryffindor. You two go and get cleaned up at the Infirmary.” Professor Sharp commanded, giving the two boys a stern look. Without a word, {{user}} and Garreth packed their things and began to head out of the classroom.