The plan was approved by the nurse, professors Snape and Lupin and Headmaster Dumbledore. They all knew that the potion had not been perfected yet or created with any true efficacy but they all wanted to be there when it was administered.
Professor Snape came to Hazel with a wide smile across his face. "Miss McGonagall is there anyway that I can observe you when you attempt to synthesize the potion."
She thought about it for a moment. "I planned on working on it during Christmas break. Can I use your potions lab to work on it?"
Somehow his smile widened. He looked almost comical. "Of course. Of course. Christmas break it is." She nodded and held herself back from shaking her head then she went to Madame Pompfry.
"Madame Pompfry I wanted to talk to you about another process and see what you think about its possible efficacy. I am working on a process to bring Neville's parents back to their original state."
Poppy Pompfry would've scoffed if it were someone other than this brilliant young lady. She smiled. "Come. Explain your process to me. It would definitely be a boon to our Wizarding world if we could get those two back."
Just as they were about to speak Professor McGonagall entered a bit flustered.
"Hazel McGonagall I want to speak to you right now! How dare you create such a brilliant potion and not inform me. It possibly has powerful properties to hinder transfiguration processes. Did you think I wouldn't be interested in that?"
"Minerva calm yourself. Come sit with us. Seems she also has a process to help Frank and Alice Longbottom after being attacked by that horrid forbidden curse."
Professor McGonagall's eyes went wide as she looked to her daughter.
"At least you have the decency to be ashamed."
"I'm sorry mum. I really wasn't thinking."
"Come. Let's discuss the Longbottoms. Have you spoken to Neville about this?"
"No ma'am. I wanted to try to understand its potential efficacy first."
Professor McGonagall nodded. "Good girl."
They sat down and Madam Pompfry brought out tea. When Headmaster Dumbledore saw this he moved to speak with them. Learning the topic for discussion he again invited himself. Hazel rolled her eyes dramatically and Dumbledore smiled at this.
"In Tan Dimension there is a technique called soul call that helps return cursed or destroyed souls to a previous state."
Both professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore nodded while Madame Pompfry merely focused her attention.
"I have developed a dreamwalking technique called mind call where I can locate, enhance, if needed, and return the mind or mental state of someone. I have tried it on spirit beings and I will need a potion to help facilitate this. I have almost completed it. I am calling it the Mind and Soul Temperance potion. This will keep the person receptive and allow me to both easily find their mind or mental state and for it to reattach with the spirit core."
They all set in silence for a long minute. Dumbledore was the first to break the silence.
"A dreamwalking technique. Very good. I recommend you work with both professors Snape and Adder. Also, will you still be on hiatus next year?"
Hazel didn't respond her mother did.
"She will be returning to her school in the second semester of next year." She responded with a prideful response. Even though on the inside she was very worried for her daughter.
"I will need two weeks of your time, please."
She looked at him for a time in silent thought then she slowly nodded. "I can do that."
Dumbledore smiled wryly and rose to his feet. "This is a good plan. Keep me up to date on the process."
Hazel nodded then looked to Madame Pompfry. "As I continue feeling out this potion I may need to speak with you."
"Of course, of course my dear."
Hazel smiled. Now all she had to do was speak to Professors Snape and Adder.
Professor Snape was lost in thought when he heard a firm rap on his door. He absent-mindedly told whoever it was to enter. And he was surprised from his thoughts when he heard a familiar confident voice call out to him. He spun around from his workbench to see Hazel Potter, (her name was Potter not McGonagall! Je screamed in his mind), come into view.
"Professor can we please speak about a potion I am creating?"
A smile spread across his face as his heart swelled. "Come. What are you working on P- McGonagall?"
Rosa was waiting. She sat on a high rock balancing on a stalagmite tip within a great cavern covered in a glowing red moss. The moss dripped acid onto the cavern floor making it pockmarked and unstable.
The moss itself and it's acidic drip were both powerful ingredients. She had already collected a lot of it, this was her mission for the week and some for herself to sell to fund her projects.
She waited atop that rock upon an exquisite wooden chair. On a pillow of silken thread that seemed to flow like water.
She had acquired a new thrall.
She may never find one as strong as Michael, and she continued to try, but she could find ones that met her other needs. Thinking of Michael made something within her ache. She wanted to say it was her heart but she new that would be a lie.
She had tried all types of means to retrieve Michael's soul so she could still use him but it was too strong and too heavily protected. She was half right. Hazel had put protections on his soul and they were hindering Rosa but it was the strong will of Michael's soul that truly kept him safe.
Finally she saw what she had been waiting for. A small blue-purple light flickered into existence and began moving toward her. It formed into a small hideous imp that sneered at her. It was not her minion so it could disrespect her so and she knew it. Still she was annoyed by it.
"Master has sent this. What would you like done with it?"
The hideous creature barely allowed her to see the item. "I want to see it and then use it."
The creature's sneer deepened. "You don't even know when someone is trying to help you. You can not look at or hold this without turning to the finest most brilliantly white sand."
Rosa blanched and the imp chuckled.
"Now what do you want done with this?"
"I want to control the new fatetress with it."
She felt immense satisfaction when the sneer fell from this hideous thing's lips.