[After the
incident on Wednesday morning, Francis had to finally come to terms with the fact that he was very quickly starting to rub a few important people the wrong way. He couldn’t deny the fact that yes, perhaps he had gone a little overboard with the posters- but at least he hadn’t enabled the picture to actually move and speak with a handy little recipe he had at his disposure.
No, no he hadn’t done that and surely that had to be worth at least something.
And that was why, at this moment, Francis knew he had to do something before it was too late. He quickly plucked a piece of parchment from his desk and started a quick note to one of his less… moral students:]
Soren,
I have a few items that I need you to get for me. I do not care how you get them or how much they cost me. Consider this a permanent O in my class for the rest of the year.
- Pinch of ginger
- 10 ashwinder eggs
- Bushel of fluxweed
- 1 unicorn horn
- Dose of moonstone powder
- 12 Jobberknoll feathers
Also: Tell no one you’re doing this for me. If you want to, you can come by my classroom and we can discuss further but I do not entrust the contents of this letter to be safe enough to tell you my plan.
- F. Bonnefoy
[After closing up the note and carefully enchanting it with a seal, Francis sent it off with his bird and a heavy sigh and started to straighten up his classroom, grabbing a few other items he already had in his possession.
If the
Unctuous Unction didn’t work… Well, he’d rather face another Boggart than think of what was going to happen to him.]