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A ripple of unease passed through the potions class. Their dreaded professor seemed less dour than normal.
"Today's potion, class, is one of which I am particularly fond."
The class glanced nervously at each other. Better not mess this one up was the clear consensus on their faces.
"You see, this contact activated ageless sleeping draft was created by the first Master of Potions in my family. You will all have heard of her, yes, even you muggleborns. Although most likely not by her proper title. She was Potions Mistress Maleficent.
"No? Still don't recognize her? Another clue then. This potion was applied to my ancestral home's namesake, Spinner's End.