Griselda Rosalyn Potter is known for being the twin of the famous Harry Potter.
But different from Harry, she didn't got any scar on her from that dreadful night in Godric Hollow. This is why, she is not as famous as her brother, not as respected as...
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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
————[Third's PoV]——— It was the second period now that Griselda and the gang are attending. Potions. Griselda sat along with her friends, Re on her left, Daphne, and Tracey on her right. Draco sat in front of her with Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle.
Harry is sitting next to Hermione, besides the pillar, near the back. Ron is sitting with a girl in front of them.
Griselda pull out her books, notebook, quills, and ink. Her friends followed. Tracey still use a quill that she borrowed from Zabini earlier at Transfiguration since she forgot to bring hers.
It was then the door opened with 'Bang', Professor Snape dramatically entered the classroom with his cloak creating cool effects. "There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few...Who possess, the predisposition... I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death." He said as he stopped to look at Malfoy. Then he stare each of students until he stopped at certain boy who's busying himself writing down what he just said.
"Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay—attention!" He said as he stared at the boy who lived coldly. Hermione nudged Harry, who focused on his notes that he didn't even realize the Professor is talking about him.
Harry looked up and stared at their Potion's Professor. "Mister Potter—Our new celebrity. Tell me, What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
Harry shakes his head, feeling disheartened and ashamed of not knowing the answer.
"You don't know? Well, let's try again." Professor said lightly and continues, "What would you do if I asked you to find me a benzoar?"
