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Peppermint
Peppermint tea is a great energiser, stimulating the brain and greatly assisting in the retention of facts.
"... and she even asked Mr Snape to bring some of the new potions books for first years so I could do things out of them." Mercy frowned, sticking her tongue out in furious concentration as she carefully poured the tea into her cup.
"Snape was at your house? Willingly?"
"Not really. I think Mummy bossed him into it."
Ron smiled wryly. "She'll do that," he remarked. "So what else did he do? I can't imagine he sat down for a cuppa and a chat."
"Mummy did offer him something to eat, but he said no. His mouth went all sneery and he said that she'd turned out to be exactly the sort of mother he always imagined she would be, and when I was in St Mungos from a nervous breakdown would she please tell him."
Ron snorted. "Snape's a git, and don't tell your mother I said that." He looked up from pouring his tea, and frowned. "Hey. Don't let him get to you."
Mercy didn't appear to be listening. "I don't want to go to St Mungos. I hate it there. It smells horrible."
"You're not going to St Mungos. Snape thinks your mum is being too pushy and he's trying to upset her. But we don't listen to Snape, because - "
" - he is a git, and you didn't say that."
"Exactly."