Felix has decided he likes this kid - and importantly, Danny's proven he can be a useful ally. So when he picks out the potions requested, he goes for the good ones. Not the smaller bottles or the elixirs he knows to be weaker.

"These are pretty strong. The instructions are on the labels, but you may not need to use one all at once." Felix glances at the light coming in from the crowded doorway. "Looks like it's starting to get late. Now would be a good time for me to finish here anyway." He'll pack the remaining potions into a thick, wool-lined bag from beside him, and hand it down behind the table. A moment later his ghostly wolf familiar trots out with the bag in its mouth, moving purposefully off around the edge of the room.

"Well then," Felix says cheerily, clasping his fur cloak and picking up his satchel. "Let's go and see the place before it gets dark."