“There is no art in turning a goddess into a witch, a virgin into a whore, but the opposite operation, to give dignity to what has been scorned, to make the degraded desireable, that calls for art or for character.” ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
[Open w/ Selah] The white haired ex Auror is surveying her immense collection of potions, potion books and ingredients. Preserved animal bits float in glowing liquid, turning slightly as she picks them up. She barely moves when the door opens. "Yes?"