Chapter 260 - Damocles Belby (2/2)
Damocles loudly snorts in disbelief and almost tosses the letter away, but curiosity had always been his greatest weakness caused him to finish reading the written letter.
”I too thought it was a joke, but my brother who is considered a potion genius by our potions professor, Professor Slughorn studied the ingredients for the potion. I did not tell him what it was for, but he concluded it was for an unknown potion he'd never seen before.
I do not expect you to believe me and with good reason. But you are one of the greatest potion masters of our time. If anyone should gain credit for this find it should be you, sir. I, myself, do not request any sort of credit for the find nor any type of payment. It will simply be enough that you provide the recipe to the world. That is my one and only request.
Yours Truly,
Rowan Prince.”
Curious against his better nature, Damocles reached into the envelope and pulled out the folded scrap of paper. Unfolding the written recipe, he had a rather amused expression on his face as he began to read the supposed cure. Bit by bit the smile faded away as his eyes remained glued to the bit of parchment in his hand.
Trembling, Damocles slid to his feet as his chair was shoved back with a loud screech. Rushing out of his study, the door slammed shut behind him as Wilfredius opened his mouth to speak for Damocles to say, ”Wilfredius toss that potion out!”
Wilfredius snaps his mouth shut as he hurries to do as was told. Though he did warily stare at his master's back. The potion in question was the product of four month's hard labor.
”Get me these ingredients the moment you are done!” Damocles said as he scribbled a list of the required items. ”If we don't have them buy them at any cost!”
”Are you sure, Master?” Wilfredius worriedly asked. ”We're already short on money this month as it is.”
”Just please do as I asked, Wilfredius!” Damocles snapped.
Wilfredius gaped openly at his master. Not because his master had snapped at him, which was a regular daily occurrence. But rather the fact that his master had said, Please. He didn't even know that word existed in his master's vocabulary.
”Go on, Wilfredius!” Damocles said as he shoved the hastily written list into the astonished wizards' hands. ”Slug & Jigger's will open any minute now!”
”Yes, Master!” Wilfredius said as he grabbed his coat off the hooks by the door. Particularly shoved out the door with a pouchful of money and his wand, he was left there starring rather stumped at the cottage.
”They did say that Master Belby was strange,” Wilfredius muttered to himself as he properly pulled on his hat and buttoned up his coat.
But then again, he'd only been apprenticed a mere six months. That wasn't very long in an apprenticeship as most apprenticeships took at least three years at the shortest to complete. Still, Master Belby was fair despite being a bit cold and harsh at times. There were always worse masters to be apprenticed too. And at least, Master was talented and a genius.