Challenge: new potion
Word Count: 100
"He's doing it again," said the visitor.
Minerva tsked and crooked her finger at the teapot, which obediently poured a cup of strong black tea. "I hesitate to say this, but you shouldn't be surprised. He's determined to find a cure, or at least a less toxic alternative."
The visitor shook his head. "I wish he could. But after all this time - "
They drank in silence. Minerva spoke only after the last bit of shortbread had been consumed and the teapot had refilled itself.
"It would be good if he succeeded."
"Don't I know it," murmured Remus Lupin.