Sara looked at the small object that Clara held out skeptically. But, she knew that Clara actually might know what she is doing and Sara was really in no position to question her. She took the bezoar and with her other hand pinched her nose before popping it in her mouth and quickly swallowing. "What's that suppose to do?" she asked, her voice still strained and she really didn't know anything about medicine.
"I'm dizzy." Sara began, listing off the symptoms for the older Slytherin. "It's really hot, I feel like I'm burning up...my vision's blurry, I'm sweating...I'm weak." she sounded to herself like a walking, or barely walking, list of problems.
"No." Sara shook her head furiously. "They'll ask to many questions and...I don't want to explain and they'd have to start some kind of investigation on the...poisoning."