(this isn't in any wing, it's just the common room)
Rarel leaned back in the chair, looking at a couple of the potions beside him. All of them he'd made and he was mostly contemplating whether or not to use himself as the test subject. Although he didn't exactly know what they all did. He'd kind of been in potion mode. Making the things without reading what they did.
He grabbed one, unstoppered it and sniffed. Didn't smell too bad. It was kind of late and almost everyone was asleep. and it was the weekend. He shrugged and sipped the red liquid.
(okay Kam you can decide what potion it is. And it's nothing harmful. But choose randomly.)