Severus did not speak again. He looked at Camelia, blinking blankly for a moment, then lowered his gaze to open a copy of *Curses and Counter-Curses*, trying to read it.
This was his tacit admission. Severus had no desire to admit directly to Camelia that he was struggling to keep up with the high-intensity potion-brewing, but neither did he offer any rebuttal.
Camelia chased the surprise from her face, her expression softening. She sat down beside Severus, looking at his disheveled and exhausted state with a trace of helpless exasperation.
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