To prime her student in the most optimum manner she keyed the enchanted control galleon on her desk, spelling a dose of the dopamine antidote to delivered into the unaware student. She quickly glanced over the rest of the Mudblood’s vital statistics summarised on the coin, happy that all other necessary settings were in place. She raised her head to check if the captive had noticed the changes in her circumstances, her eyes were focused intently on the shiny pillbox placed at the edge of her desk. Narcissa could see from the control galleon that Bella wouldn’t be the mudslut’s next port of call, it seemed like Snape would be getting her sloppy seconds, she did the mental math trying to approximate when she could organise her next session, displeased that her Death Eater confederates were already queuing up for quality time with their newest plaything.