Topic 220 - magic potion
Well, one thing's for bloody sure - it wouldn't be a love potion. Foul, dark magic is what they are and Fred and George are gits for selling the things. George claims they only sell them selectively now, but I wouldn't put it past the one of them to give one to someone just to have a laugh. It's hard to have much faith in brothers who openly admit to selling you as a baby.
As for buying other potions, I'm probably not the best one to go out looking for those. Hermione has a better eye for that, plus she's loads better at making them herself. Why buy something when you're living with the best witch of your age and she can make one ten times better? Potions never was my best subject. Professor Snape can tell anyone that much.
I suppose if there was one sort of potion I would want to buy, it would most likely be something to use every day or some other kind of self-serving potion. Or something that keeps Crooks from watching me while I sleep. Merlin, that beast knows how to keep a bloke looking over his shoulder.
Still, though. I'd trust Mione to make the formula over some shopkeeper at a shop somewhere.
...Or there's always the bit where Harry and I turned into bloody girls. Those dresses didn't look half bad. Half bad for something conjured by another foul, DARK magic.
As for buying other potions, I'm probably not the best one to go out looking for those. Hermione has a better eye for that, plus she's loads better at making them herself. Why buy something when you're living with the best witch of your age and she can make one ten times better? Potions never was my best subject. Professor Snape can tell anyone that much.
I suppose if there was one sort of potion I would want to buy, it would most likely be something to use every day or some other kind of self-serving potion. Or something that keeps Crooks from watching me while I sleep. Merlin, that beast knows how to keep a bloke looking over his shoulder.
Still, though. I'd trust Mione to make the formula over some shopkeeper at a shop somewhere.
...Or there's always the bit where Harry and I turned into bloody girls. Those dresses didn't look half bad. Half bad for something conjured by another foul, DARK magic.