"Its a hybrid I’ve been cultivating the last few years. I’ve been perfecting the recipe for my Mudblood scar. Apply it in the morning and just before bed. Generously. I have more at the cottage. With consistent use it should wipe out most of the pain. Possibly get rid of it all together. I keep tweaking it to make it work better, the cursed scars are the worst for pain over time." he closed his hand around the small jar, his chest had been a dull ache in the back of his mind on a daily basis for nearly a decade. He had learned to tune it out and carry on. The pain potions took bad days down to slightly worse than normal days. But he never thought he’d actually be free of the pain. Part of him still thought he deserved it. Penance for the person he was before. Blaise said he was full of shit. Carmichael agreed, though he used more professional language for it.