*jello failure
@epsophie
Oliver Park had many ideas, constantly learning about potions at home since a young age, meant he had the skills to use that creativity in the art of brewing. There were success, some turning out not as intended, and most were failures.
Tonight was a case of one turning out not as intended. A light bulb in his head told him to attempt to create a compound turning potions into jello. It came out much more glue like, and the next light bulb saw him applying it on his shoe.
Walking on the walls was fun, almost like the red and blue spider superhero in the muggle movies. What was unaccounted for, was that when it dried completely, he became stuck.
Thus, we find Oliver hanging upside down above on the ceiling of the corridor way past curfew. His abs were sore, as he pulled himself up from time to time to clear his head of blood. His wand laying down on the floor away from reach, deprived him from a magical escape from his situation.
When a familiar redhead came passing by on what he assumed to be her prefect rounds, he grinned at his potential savior.
“How’s it hanging, Turner?”