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Chapter 28 - Chapter 28: The Love Potion Disaster

Elyas had made a solemn vow: no more potions. After the super-speed fiasco that had turned Kellen into a blur and caused a courtyard-wide chase, he swore off brewing anything more complex than a cup of tea. But, as fate would have it, Marlowe had other plans.

The scene was set in their common room, a cozy space with scattered potion ingredients and the faint aroma of alchemical experiments. Marlowe, ever the instigator, had been tinkering with a new concoction he called "The Love Potion," claiming it was a harmless way to explore the nuances of magical emotions. Of course, his ulterior motive was to test it on Elyas, hoping for a bit of romantic mischief.

Marlowe (grinning mischievously): "Elyas, come on. It'll be fun! It's just a harmless potion. What's the worst that could happen?"

Elyas (eyeing the potion warily): "You say that now, but remember how my last potion went? I'm not exactly a potions master."

Marlowe (laughing): "Don't be such a stick in the mud. This will be a piece of cake. Plus, it's only supposed to reveal your true love. Nothing to worry about."

Reluctantly, Elyas agreed. He had always been a bit of a pushover when it came to Marlowe's antics. Following the instructions, he brewed the potion with painstaking precision. The final product was a shimmering pink liquid that looked more like a fizzy strawberry milkshake than a potion with potentially disastrous effects.

Marlowe (handing over the potion with a smirk): "Here you go. Take a sip and let's see who you fall head over heels for."

Elyas (nervously): "I have a bad feeling about this."

Marlowe (waving him off): "Come on, it's just a bit of fun!"

Elyas took a deep breath, raised the vial to his lips, and took a tentative sip. For a moment, nothing seemed to happen. The potion sat in his stomach like a benign milkshake. Then, suddenly, his heart started racing. His vision swam with pink sparkles, and an overwhelming feeling of affection washed over him.

Elyas (staring at the cauldron): "Oh no. Marlowe, I think I'm in love... with the cauldron!"

Marlowe's laughter erupted like fireworks. Elyas, eyes glazed with affection, was now hugging the cauldron as if it were a long-lost lover. He murmured sweet nothings to it, his voice dripping with emotion.

Elyas (with ardor): "Oh, my dear cauldron, you are the apple of my eye, the very essence of my existence."

Marlowe, doubled over with laughter, barely managed to catch his breath. He pointed to Elyas and the cauldron, which now had Elyas's arms wrapped around it, and announced loudly enough for the whole common room to hear.

Marlowe (through fits of giggles): "Looks like Elyas has found his true love. Should we start planning the wedding?"

Kellen, who had been casually observing from the doorway, stifled a grin. He approached with an air of mock solemnity, surveying the scene of Elyas and his cauldron romance.

Kellen (sarcastically): "So, are you two going to move in together, or should I start picking out invitations?"

Elyas, oblivious to Kellen's teasing, continued to coo at the cauldron. His devotion was such that he had even started decorating it with bits of stray ribbon and an old feather duster he found lying around. His earlier anxiety about the potion was now a distant memory, replaced by this bizarre, misplaced infatuation.

Seraphina, who had been trying to study in a nearby room, was drawn by the commotion. She entered just in time to witness Elyas serenading the cauldron and Marlowe clutching his sides with laughter.

Seraphina (raising an eyebrow): "What on earth is going on here?"

Marlowe, still snickering, managed to explain through his laughter.

Marlowe: "Elyas drank the love potion and now he's in love with the cauldron. It's hysterical!"

Seraphina, trying to suppress a smile, approached Elyas and the cauldron. With a wave of her wand, she dispelled the enchantment, breaking the potion's spell. Elyas blinked, shaking his head as if waking from a strange dream. The cauldron, no longer the object of his affection, looked just like a regular old piece of kitchenware.

Elyas (blushing furiously): "Oh no... What did I do? I was... I was hugging the cauldron!"

Kellen and Marlowe, now regaining their composure, burst into laughter again. Marlowe, still chuckling, clapped Elyas on the back.

Marlowe (grinning): "Well, at least now we know you've got a lot of love to give. I just didn't realize it extended to cauldrons."

Seraphina, shaking her head with a smile, handed Elyas a vial of antidote she had quickly prepared.

Seraphina: "Here. Drink this. It should clear up any lingering feelings for inanimate objects."

Elyas took the antidote with gratitude, drinking it in one gulp. As the effects wore off, he felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him. He looked at the now-normal cauldron and tried to salvage his dignity.

Elyas (sheepishly): "Thanks, Seraphina. I'll... I'll stick to less romantic experiments from now on."

Kellen (wryly): "Good idea. We wouldn't want to see you fall for the broom next."

The laughter in the room continued as Elyas, still red-faced, tried to regain his composure. The incident with the love potion quickly became the latest tale in the academy's rich history of Elyas's magical misadventures.

As Elyas left the common room, he couldn't help but chuckle along with his friends. Despite the embarrassment, it was moments like these that made his time at the academy unforgettable. He had managed to turn another magical mishap into a story for the ages.

Elyas (to himself): "Well, I guess if you're going to make mistakes, they might as well be memorable."

And with that, Elyas walked off, ready for whatever magical mishaps and adventures lay ahead.