Potions Office Hours: Valentine Feels Bored and Scholarly

[degeneratewolfe]

Valentine had some time back returned from his year away, scouring the world for new and interesting substances and experiences. And oh, what a year it had been. But he was here now, back to the large, odd castle and the house elves who cowered justifiably every time he walked by, and life had regained a pace of a sort.

Valentine hated monotony

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[noseymaddie]

So, certain people, who shall remain nameless and not pointed at except in realms of IRC, wanted to see Maddie meet the druggie.

Too bad this druggie missed the other druggie as that could have been fun. Ah, wells....

This shall be fun.

Maddie noticed the office hours posted for a class she hadn't attended. Potions didn't seem too terrible. I mean, she can cook with moderate to decent success, so it shouldn't be too difficult for her to pick up potions as wand work wasn't really up her alley.

Take that as you will.

So, she knocked on the door. "Hello, professor?" she inquired, wanting to make sure that open meant open and that certain people who shall remain nameless but rhyme with Lizard weren't around as well.

[degeneratewolfe]

"Come in," he called in a sing-song tone, not looking up from his notes. Next subject: Will she or won't she? He had kept enough presence of mind to keep a running tally on which students ate muffins and what the effects were. It was mostly for his own benefit--he would need to have a record of which had been the most popular and/or most amusing for the next time he had office hours.

[noseymaddie]

Ah, the answer to will-she-won't-she is easy...It is determined by lulz...and this is a woman who ate octopus boiled in it's own ink. Which...chewy. And, y'know...ink.

Anyways, Maddie comes in Again, not really wanting to interrupt, she waits until the note taking stops. She's...well, perhaps a little concerned. "Hullo," she said again. Rather useless, but, y'know, nerves will make people babble. "I just was wondering what your classes would be like," she said, smiling.

[degeneratewolfe]

He looked up finally, with a cheerful smile that (as usual) darted back and forth between pleasant and psychotic. "My classes? I'm afraid I can't give you more anecdotal information other than the one I had last year, as I've been away. But both that and the one I'm currently planning are on the... unorthodox side. And in my opinion, much more educational. Why merely learn by rote how to mix a potion when you can explore the larger picture?" His bright black eyes gazed somewhere over the woman's head, looking quite lost in thought. "After you've unlocked the truth about the universe and yourself, the Draught of Peace is simplicity defined."