"Here you go. You just need to sniff it, and you can get out of your class. Now, give me the money you promised me."
Rachael held her hand out for money as she handed the potion to the older kid in front of her. It had taken her the whole morning to brew that horrible thing, and she no longer wanted to look at it.
Her client took the potion from Rachael's hand and looked it over. It had an orangish color, and the liquid looked like a soft drink.
"Let me test it out before I can pay you. I want to know if this thing would work or not."
The older student bargained, and Rachael hesitated to comply with his demand. The potion she had brewed was too potent. The chances of the senior falling sick seconds after sniffing the potion were high.
And if something like that happened, Rachael would not get her money.
"Don't look at me kid. If this potion works as intended, my friend will immediately hand you the money. Now, let me try it out."