One day during his six year at Hogwarts, Harry Potter was working on a special potion for his Professor Slughorn's class.
He knew that he had to rise above the skill level of the other students if he wanted Dumbledore's plan to work, that's when he decided to make a rather special potion.
Too make this particular potion he would need skills far above the ability of an average Witch or Wizard, luckily he had the Half Blood Prince's journal to guide him.
He had hoped to create a shrinking potion that not of Slughorn's previous students, not even Tom Riddle or Severous Snape(so he thought) was skillful enough to craft.
Harry had brewed it almost perfectly down to the last goblin tear but added too much dragon scale, causing it to literally blow up in his face.
The shrinking Wizard panicked as he tried wiping off the thick liquid that was causing him to shrink even smaller than the potion was designed for.
Before Harry could realized what had happened to him it was already too late, he was no bigger than an inch tall and his room was bigger than the dining hall.
Before he could move an inch Harry heard someone coming up the stairs and soon saw__________ enter the room.
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