"But you think your hurt is special, don't you Millicent?" Antonin let a bit of sarcasm creep into his voice. "Nobody knows how much poor Millicent hurts, why she had to crawl into a potion bottle to numb her brain."
His voice grew more mocking, "Nobody knows but Millicent why she can't stand up to the pain and face it. Isn't that right, Millicent? Millicent would rather loose Justin and Ella than give up her potions and face the pain like an adult. Isn't that true, Millicent?"
He reached into his desk drawer again and pulled out a handfull of potion bottle and threw them on the rug at Millicent's feet. "There you go, Millicent. There might be enough potions in those bottles to kill you. Take them all right now, if you want to stop feeling the pain that way."