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Shakespeare-approved Rohypnol
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Cross my palm with silver then bring me the unholy hybrid.
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Non-magic potions also available. We call them ‘drinks’
Shakespeare-approved Rohypnol
Cross my palm with silver then bring me the unholy hybrid.
Non-magic potions also available. We call them ‘drinks’
Don’t think too hard about the logic. Otherwise you’ll realise that if he had fed it to his girl like he was supposed to, she would be in love with the potion and not him.
Unless the rules are something like “you fall in love with what your eyes first find”, and he was just alone with the potion.