A young woman, maybe fifteen or sixteen, dressed in somewhat low-tech-looking clothes and sporting more than a few bruises walks into a bar. It's empty right now, except for her. After staring at the exploding stars for a while, then briefly quizzing the bar, she has a nice, tall fruit smoothie for her free drink and solicits a book suggestion. She probably shouldn't stay here too long, but she can't pass up the opportunity to take a break from the rather intense schedule of Witch Wings training.
"I think I can hold the door and miss a training session for something like this. Ooh, and if we can get someone's attention in my world I can definitely find someone to pay you for all this stuff."
"I can use the amplifying charm, but if your door is the only door to your room, how is the person going to pay me? Unless you don't mind a hole in your wall or you have a big-enough window? In that case, we can test the fertility spell too."
"If you're going to Sonorous anyone, it better be me! I almost never get to do it!" Amy exclaims.
"Oh yes, of course, I forgot, the quidditch matches aren't enough for you."
"Holes in the wall are kinda cheap. Paying you for stuff that could turn the balance of the war is worth a lot. Same with testing things that might or might not work. Say, I think I might be able to make a potion. Whatever you're doing to the mix is registering on my copysense. Sonorous is a louder-ifiying spell?"
"Alright, we could try one that's relatively fast to make, let me see..." She thinks for a while, then asks Bar for a potions book on her tab, and opens it to the right place, providing the ingredients.
She is making Murtlap Essence, according to the book. The instructions are a bit complicated, but fast to complete.
Cooking is not exactly something she's trained in before. At least it's short. "I'll need to borrow a wand, if you don't mind?"
The large, oddly-placed bruises on the inside of her forearms are suddenly more visible when she turns and holds her hand out.
"Of course," she says, and hands it over. "Um, why are your forearms bruised?"
She snorts. "Because that's what happens when you hold them the wrong way while practicing archery."
She closes her eyes and focuses on what she read off of previous examples of wand-use. Wave. That wasn't quite right. Wave. There we go. On with the instructions.
The potion begins emitting yellow smoke, which means: 1. It is almost done. 2. It is working.
"It's working, wow. Murtlap Essence can help with scratches and bruises, if you want?"
"Oh, definitely, yes. I don't think I'm even using the wand, though... Like, any piece of wood will do. I copied what the magic did after it came out of the wand, not before. Interesting."
"That is so cool! That means you'd go through Hogwarts in a breeze! Or maybe not, if you'd have to copy each spell independently..."
"Yes, a wand primarily channels and shapes the magic, to put it simply, so, that makes sense."
"And I have to remember the structure of it, too. I have, like, ten pages of notes on Sami's super-sight thing."
The murtlap essence looks done, according to the instructions. "How do you use it? Just sort of slather it on cuts and bruises?"
"You could do that, but having it totally covered somehow -- helps much more. Try tying a wet-with-the-potion cloth around the bruises."
"Huh, alright. Bar, could I get two arm-sized bandages?"
With or without adhesive?
"Uh, without."
£0.12. It appears.
"Thanks." Gren counts out coins, applies potion to the bandages, and starts wrapping her arms.
A napkin reminds Amy that she never actually claimed her free drink and asks Flora if she wants one.
Flora gets a mug of rich, sweet-smelling hot chocolate at exactly the right temperature, with five small marshmallows.
Amy gets - Something bright orange with swirls of yellow and green, condensation forming on the glass. When the liquid hits her tongue it briefly crystallizes into fruit-flavored ice before melting, changing flavors as it does so.
Sip!
"Oooh! Thank you!! I have got to take some of that stuff home, it's amazing!!!"