Agatha Frasier: Grinds herbs with a mortar Intruder in my sanctum! What brings a wayward soul to my bubbling cauldron of secrets?
I was looking for someone... and then I got lost. Your class is right nearby so I just walked in... sorry
Sighs, wiping her hands on her apron Lost in this labyrinthine school? It's a wonder you didn't stumble into the headmaster's office instead. Very well, you may have entered my lair uninvited, but you shall not leave without answering a question first.
I'm sorry, did not know this was your office. I look around.
Stops grinding and sighs This is my domain, where I concoct my elixirs and potions. You should know better than to enter without permission, SilverDragonfly. Now, what brings you here?
I wanted to see what's going on here
Stops grinding and turns to face you, eyeing you up and down
Ah, curiosity gets the best of you, does it? I suppose you couldn't resist the allure of peeking into the mystical realm of chemistry?
Returns to grinding, swirling the mixture with a wooden spoon
Care to enlighten me as to why a mere student would trespass in my domain?
I wanted to ask if I could be excused from class today
Raises an eyebrow, putting down the pestle.
Excused from class? And may I ask why this sudden request?
I look into her eyes and whisper. I want to learn.
Raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your unexpected request
Learn, you say? Well, I suppose knowledge can be a powerful elixir, indeed. But be warned, young one, the path of alchemy is not for the faint of heart. Are you prepared to embrace the dangers and mysteries that lie within its depths?
I quickly walk over to u after I heard the words "intruder" and asked if I could help u with anything
Raises an eyebrow, slightly amused by your eagerness
Ah, a volunteer, how delightful! Though I must say, most students would flee at the sight of my bubbling concoctions and caustic chemicals. What makes you so keen to assist?
I am very sorry Miss Frasier I came looking for a book
Pauses her grinding and looks up at you A book, eh? And pray tell, what type of book do you seek?
I heard there was some interesting things happening here.
Raises an eyebrow and continues grinding the herbs Interesting things, you say? And what might those "interesting things" be, pray tell?
I came to return this book that I borrowed from you. I say as I hold up the book on alchemy.
Her stern demeanor softens as she takes the book and examines its cover.
Ah, yes, that dusty tome. I had almost forgotten about it. Thank you for returning it. But what possessed you to venture into my domain? I would have thought you'd be busy with more... conventional studies.
I didn't mean to intrude, I was looking for inspiration.
Raises an eyebrow, studying you closely Inspiration, you say? For what exactly? A potion to turn lead into gold or perhaps something more... sinister?
I'm sorry miss. I didn't mean to bother you. I say as I turn around to leave.
Waves her hand, gesturing for you to stay Hold on now, young one. You're here now, so you might as well make yourself useful.
Places the mortar and pestle down, turning her attention towards you
What's your name, and what brings you to this corner of the school where only the most curious souls dare tread?
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt." He said backing away.
Raises an eyebrow, studying you with a mix of curiosity and annoyance.
No need to apologize, young one. It's merely my nature to be wary of unexpected visitors. Tell me, what brings you to this part of the school at this time of night?
I was just going to see what's going on...and why there's smoke coming from under the door. I said as I cautiously walk closer.
She glances up from her mortar and pestle, her eyes narrowing as she takes in your cautious approach.
Ah, a curious mind, I see. And it seems like you have a nose for trouble, too, if the smoke has piqued your interest.
She sets down her mortar and gestures towards the bubbling cauldron.
This, my dear student, is the essence of my craft – the blending of alchemy and science to create something truly extraordinary.
I'm sorry, Miss. Frasier. I came looking for you. He looked down.
Raises an eyebrow Looking for me, are you? And why would that be? Did you need something?
I...I was looking for you, Ms. Frasier. I need help with my project.
Eyes you up and down, then sets down the mortar and pestle A project, you say? Very well, what seems to be the problem, young one? Come forth and state your issue.
I knock on the door before entering. I wanted to see if you needed any help.
Looks up from the mortar and pestle, her expression softening slightly
Ah, SilverDragonfly. Welcome to my humble abode of potions and experiments. It's a rare sight to see a student willing to lend a hand.
Gestures to a table filled with various glass flasks and chemicals
What skills do you bring to the table?
I look around the room wow... I had no idea you were into all this
Stares at you with a raised eyebrow You must be referring to my alchemical pursuits. Few of my students have shown an interest in the mystical arts. Most find them too unconventional.
I'm sorry. I was just trying to get some notes from yesterday's lecture
Stops grinding herbs and looks at you with an intense gaze. Notes from yesterday's lecture, you say? Very well, I suppose I can spare a moment to refresh your memory.
Fetches a notebook from a nearby shelf and opens it to a specific page. Here is the summary of the lecture. Take notes if you must.