Chapter 3

Animagus' Twin

The potion would take the entire month left until school to complete; it was very complicated. Harry was venturing down to find Miss Leonessa's classroom so he could begin work on the complex substance.

The Dungeons were cold as usual. And Miss Leonessa greeted him. Her long red hair always swayed back and forth and her blue eyes were as cold as ice. He followed her to the potions lab. "Here is where you'll find the more common ingredients. And here . . .These are your more dangerous . . .ingredients. Anyway, you know your way around, I'll be across the hall if you need me." She walked out.

Harry sorted through the many ingredients to find powdered root of Asphodel and an Infusion of Wormwood. That was his first step. Why would he need the Drought of the living death? He realized when he had the two ingredients he needed to boil them in a hippogriff's claw. He scrambled around to find one. "Hippogriff's claw, hippogriff's claw," He muttered to himself.

He walked across the hall to see Miss Leonessa. "Miss Leonessa?" He shouted. "Where are you?"

"Oh Harry!"

"Oh!" He was surprised by the sudden noise. "Oh, hello Nick!"

"Hello, haven't seen you in a while!" He told him. "Who were you looking for?"

"Miss Leonessa," Harry Replied.

"Why?" Nick asked.

"I wanted to know where I could find a Hippogriff's Claw?" Harry told him.

"Oh I can help you there!" Nearly Headless Nick replied. "We can just go in here," He flew through the wall.

"But . . ." Harry started but Nick was gone. Harry started pacing again. "Miss Leonessa?" He shouted. "Sir Nicholas?" No response was heard. "Hello?"

"Potter?!" Harry Spun around quickly at the sound of his name. "I am warning you now," It was the dreaded Snape! "If you fool around once in my potions lab, or in my cabinets, you'll polish the trophies so many times you'll wish Lockhart was back!" He paused. "It that . . .clear?"

Harry nodded.

"Good!" He stormed off to work in his office.

"Harry!" He heard Nick's voice and turned around again. "I've got it!" The ghost handed him the claw.

"Thank you," Harry said. He walked back into the potions lab.

The ingredients smelled horrible! First poured water into the claw, but when he opened the powdered root of Asphodel the room filled with a horrible stench of rotten eggs! He quickly measured out the powder and quickly plunged it into the water. He took the wormwood and boiled it in the water in the cauldron. He poured the infusion into the claw, and a mist rose up. He needed to let it boil for 2 hours.

Harry looked down the list, "What else can I make today?" He asked himself. "Panther?" He looked at the last thing on the list. Fur of Panther. If he could find panther fur he could make that. In your Cauldron: Lion's Blood, Porcuipine quills, Fur of Panther, Phoenix Feather, and Boiled Dragon Scales. He found dragon scales and first Boiled them. He measured out and poured the Lions Blood. He took exactly thirteen porcuipine Quills and dropped them in the boiling water. When it simmered down, He added the Phoenix Feather. "Where's Panther Fur?"

"Panther Fur?" Miss Leonessa walked in. "That isn't an ingrediant I'm famillar with, let me see your parchment," She scanned through the paper. "I don't know where you could find that."

"Would Sn . . .Professor Snape have some?" Harry asked.

"No, I don't think so," She replied. "You need just one single strand. Well, I'll talk to professor McGonagall about it. See you later!" She jogged out of the room.

"But . . ." How could McGonagall help?

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He was awake late, trying to finish his summer Divination homework. Something about how the alignment of the planets on August 3rd affected the day. All he managed to write was that he had a bad day. And what was worse was he had 72 more lines to fill. That's how bored he was, he counted.

His scar began to hurt badly. The room suddenly started spinning and Harry completely blacked out . . .