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[Draco is looking and sounding his best, for this is an important post. A professional post. He appears quite friendly, he's great at that.]
With the good professor Snape gone from the City, there is a hole in the potions business, right? Someone should step up and fill that void, as there are many beneficial potions that would only do this world good. Who wouldn't like to purchase a small draught of liquid that could heal your finger you broke in the door of your automobile or arm you broke playing baseball. [He pronounces "automobile" and "baseball" deliberately, like those were strange, foreign words, but that friendly smile never faltering.] Potions for healing bruises, ailments, and even to pull in that person you're admiring in Arithmancy--at least for a date or two.
That's a good idea, right, to have this business? Relations with the "natives" are obviously tense right now, so surely a business as helpful as this could only help ease the tensions. One would be grateful to the outsiders that brought them magical medicine that eased bloodloss without having to take blood from another person, right? That's such a clumsy practise. [Because he is so concerned about muggle relations and not making a large profit, here.] I would go about it in a more modern way, perhaps, at least have a brand; muggles here seem to go mental for such things. [Thoughtful pause then he smirks a little.] Though, then again, back home you weren't anyone if you hadn't bought your robes or wands or quills from the right shops, so perhaps we're not so different in those regards.
However, the only issue that thwarts me: ingredients. As far as I'm aware, there are no unicorns here for us to gather their hair, mandrakes are silent and harmless and quite useless, among several other problems I am facing. Does anyone know how Professor Snape was able to make his potions? Perhaps he left some notes behind, if I could look at the belongings he left behind . . .
With the good professor Snape gone from the City, there is a hole in the potions business, right? Someone should step up and fill that void, as there are many beneficial potions that would only do this world good. Who wouldn't like to purchase a small draught of liquid that could heal your finger you broke in the door of your automobile or arm you broke playing baseball. [He pronounces "automobile" and "baseball" deliberately, like those were strange, foreign words, but that friendly smile never faltering.] Potions for healing bruises, ailments, and even to pull in that person you're admiring in Arithmancy--at least for a date or two.
That's a good idea, right, to have this business? Relations with the "natives" are obviously tense right now, so surely a business as helpful as this could only help ease the tensions. One would be grateful to the outsiders that brought them magical medicine that eased bloodloss without having to take blood from another person, right? That's such a clumsy practise. [Because he is so concerned about muggle relations and not making a large profit, here.] I would go about it in a more modern way, perhaps, at least have a brand; muggles here seem to go mental for such things. [Thoughtful pause then he smirks a little.] Though, then again, back home you weren't anyone if you hadn't bought your robes or wands or quills from the right shops, so perhaps we're not so different in those regards.
However, the only issue that thwarts me: ingredients. As far as I'm aware, there are no unicorns here for us to gather their hair, mandrakes are silent and harmless and quite useless, among several other problems I am facing. Does anyone know how Professor Snape was able to make his potions? Perhaps he left some notes behind, if I could look at the belongings he left behind . . .