Pulling my attention back to the Professor, I replied, "I do." I stepped forward, getting closer to the cauldrons. The smell of the potions hit my nose, a titillating mixture considering Amortentia was among them. The Veritasium on the left was odorless, as it was supposed to be. The Draught of Living Death smelt of earth and smoke. "On the left is Veritasium. A potion that compels the drinker to tell the truth. There are ways around that, but not something for this class."