The Potion Master's Apprentice
Chapter 2
Severus stared at the door for a fraction of a second before whirling around and storming off towards his office, his robes billowing ominously behind him. At such a fast pace he reached his office very quickly. He slammed the door behind him. The bang was heard clear across the school, probably through the forbidden forest too.
Sighing, Severus sat down behind his desk wearily. He was beginning to fell the onset of a very bad day and an equally bad headache. To make matters worse he had to teach the first years in a little under an hour, he knew that no matter what he assigned there would be at least one explosion if he was lucky, if not…he lowered his head so that his forehead rested lightly on his hands as he remembered last year's fiasco…
He had given the students a very simple colour change potion to brew with little possibility for serious error that could cause injury. Apparently he had underestimated the first year's stupidity.
While he was busy tormenting a Hufflepuff on the other side of the classroom, one of the first years got a paper cut from their potions textbook and neglected to bandage it properly. As he was reaching over the cauldron a small droplet of blood fell into the potion.
The moment the droplet struck the surface the caldron exploded. The potion had no adverse magical effects but it was hot and burned almost the entire class in varying degrees. The cauldron itself fragmented completely and the flying debris caused some minor injuries. Most of the class ended up in the hospital wing for the rest of the day.
If there hadn't been charms to prevent it there would have been a huge hole in both the floor under the cauldron and the ceiling above which were where most of the debris and potion hit. It did however leave an impressive stain on both that was still slightly visible despite Argus Filch's efforts to remove it.
Slowly standing he decided that perhaps it was best to stick to a few weeks of text book work and essays before allowing the first years to get anywhere near a cauldron. It would be best for everyone's safety, next time it would probably be worse.
After selecting a sufficiently tedious assignment he headed towards the dungeon to prepare for the arrival of the first years. Scowl more prominent than usual, as the headache had arrived in full force.
TBC
A/N: Short I know, next chaper will be sometime next week. I have a school trip this week and will need all my time to cath up on the work I will miss. Maybe if things go well then I will be able to post on the weekend. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
