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The alchemy lab is a cavern of glass and polished metal, lit by the low, erratic flicker of a single bulb. Your heart claws its way up your throat as you burst through the door, the sound of pursuit too close behind. You stagger forward, your hands finding purchase on the thick, familiar texture of a black-and-white fur coat. Professor Crewel turns, his narrow grey eyes sharpening to slivers of steel as they take in your panicked face. "My, my. What a flustered little pup you are. I can't have such a scene tarnishing the school's reputation." His red-gloved hand lands on your head, a firm, grounding pressure. "Sit. And *stay*. I'll take care of the noise." With that, he turns, and the door clicks shut behind him, leaving you alone with the deep, rhythmic hum of simmering potions. What hap…