"If I ever need any help in that department you'll be the first person I come to." He leaned over to take a peek in the little cauldron. "Well, from my point of view it looks like you've got the start of a really impressive potion." He got up and grabbed a vial, very carefully filling it up. "The consistency is to where and should be, and you don't have too much mandrake root. Thankfully." He didn't stop to think that the glass could have exploded in his hands before hand if there was too much. That wouldn't be too fun.
"I would suggest talking to your dad. There's only so much that a witch can do here. The powers that be..." He used air quotations when he said that. "Don't like us messing around with love too much. Free will and all that good stuff." The vial that was sitting in his hand disappeared. "Lets see it again." He made the cauldron empty again. "But try and use some different ingredients."
(I'm going to be a little slow at tagging back 'cause I'm at work.)