“What do you think powdered newt is used for?” Xylia squinted at the label on a pouch of what appeared to be greenish-grey powder, before making a face at her companion. She didn’t know much about what kind of magic witches used on earth, which was partially why she’d interrupted their shopping trip with a little visit to the Broken Vial. “Ew, they’ve got a dried out newt too... poor little guy.” @selcnophile












