"Ah…" George lay on his bed as he dropped the bottle of the health potion on the floor.
That was the last of the health potion that he had, and despite only using as little as he could, the amount of times he fought, forced him to use it much more frequently nulling his attempts of trying to save the health potion till the end of the year.
He took out the only gold coin that he had in his pocket before getting up from his bed and walking out of the room, it didn't feel good to spend a gold coin which would be worth a good house on a bottle of health potion.
He knew that the probably life-saving health potion was worth even more than that, but spending that much at once feels wrong inside.
As he neared the academy pharmacy, Devlin, who he was going to meet soon to discuss the script tomorrow, was talking with someone he didn't recognize, and matter of fact, he never saw the person in the Academy before.
