"Cheers," Romilda said, "Nasty, but useful. And I've got quite a lot of it, so I'd like to put it to good use. Seems a shame to waste it."
She gave him a slow and sexy smile. "Romilda Vane. And I should hope that I do; rather, I think you should hope that I do. I'm a potions maker at St. Mungo's. We might be in a bit of a pickle if I don't know my way around a potion," she replied.