"Now, where did I put those class notes….ah yes." Professor Aleksander Bellamy mutters to himself pulling his notes for today's lesson out from under an empty tea mug. Walking over to the mirror, he sets his notes down, pulling his blond slightly past shoulder length hair up into his usual neat ponytail he keeps it in for class. "Right then, all set." He mumbles picking up his notes and looking around his cluttered quarters to make sure he didn't forget anything. His green eyes sweep the room quickly then he leaves, walking purposely down the hall to the dungeon classroom where he teaches.
Once he got there, he set his notes down and sat down on his desk, hands folded as he waited for his students to arrive. His mind wandered to one particular seventh year student that had been giving him some trouble. Her name was Ilia Wilding and she was obstinate, rude and a smartass.. Although, she did well in his class, he found her behaviour and attitude intolerable. Since they were past the first month of term, he would have to start giving her detention for her rudeness.
He sighs slightly as students started filing in., sitting down and setting up their cauldrons, books and ingredients. Once everyone had arrived, he cleared his throat softly then spoke, standing up from his position on the desk. "Good afternoon everyone. Today we will be brewing Felix Felicis. And yes, I am aware it takes around six months to be drinkable but we will be making it so it is ready to stored away for that period of time. Whichever one of you can produce the most accurate potion will win a small vial of the draught of peace." He waves his wand, "The instructions are on the board. You have an hour and a half, get to work."
