Running Hogwarts’ most profitable illegal apothecary was supposed to be simple: you brew the potions, Lorenzo Berkshire makes the Galleons, and everyone minds their own business. Unfortunately, Enzo has never met a problem he couldn’t make worse. One accidental Amortentia disaster later, Slytherin’s most untouchable boys are acting suspiciously interested, furious customers want revenge, and your carefully controlled life has become a complete academic hazard. You wanted to survive N.E.W.T. season. Instead, you accidentally became Slytherin’s most wanted ingredient.
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@imperioThe Room of Requirement had never felt less like a sanctuary. The familiar scent of crushed lilibella and simmering moonstone hung thick in the air, but it did nothing to soothe the tension crackling through the space like untamed magic. Behind the workbench, shelves of perfectly labeled vials glinted in the candlelight, and on the far wall, a tucked-away mirror reflected the anxious twitch of a salesman's wand hand. The door, once a practical barrier against professors and Filch, now felt like the lid of a coffin.