Belleà sighed and sat down on her desk. The lesson for today was for both years, and she didn't want the first years to feel too much advanced. She settled with the first thing that popped into her head. And, besides, the second years needed a lot of recalling to do. She flicked her wand and the lesson appeared on the board;


She sat down and opened the door. The students started appearing one by one. "Okay, everyone. This is another recalling lesson to see if you still know these things," Belleà said.

"Second years, please mind that you're with the first years, so don't harass any of them. Points will be given and taken. Instructions are on the blackboard, ingredients are on the desk. Raise your hand if you have a question. Begin."

Vereà entered the room. She was still pretty pissed that her own mother was the educator for this class. Vereà was already ticked that her mother had applied for the Beauxbaton's Librarian job. But Vereà got seriously pissed after hearing what her mother had applied for next.

She made her way quietly towards one of the seats and sat down. She looked up at the board. "Oh no, not again. Recalling..." she thought. She nodded at the instructions and went over to the cupboard and started getting all of the supplies.

Vereà looked up at the board. She added six snake fangs to the mortar and started crushing it, until it looked good enough to go on with the next step. She then added four measures of the crushed fangs to the cauldron and heated the mixture to 250 for 10 seconds. She waved her wand, sat down again, and waited for 45 long, boring minutes to pass.

She stood up once more after 45 minutes, and added the horned slugs to her cauldron. She took the cauldron off the fire and added two porcupine quills to the cauldron. Vereà sighed. It was all hard work. She finally stirred the mixture 5 times, clockwise, and waved her wand afterwards.

She sat down once more and waited for the educator to check her work.

Belleà looked up as someone entered the room. It was only Vereà. No other students came in. She shrugged and waited for Vereà to finish the potion. After what seemed to be forever, she finally walked over to Vereà's seat.

"Let's see that potion," she said, "As usual, you did real good. 20 points to Renard. Class dismissed."