"I’ve got some, thanks." She aimed her wand toward the storeroom while muttering an Accio charm, and a small green bottle floated towards her. She checked the label, satisfied when she read, "Tincture of Dittany – MILD’ written in her own precise handwriting. Another wave of her wand removed the remnants of broken phial and excess blood from her hand and bench. She was relieved to see the cut wasn’t bad, and just one drop of the Dittany tincture instantly sealed the wound with the tiniest puff of green smoke.