Matvey

You're a student at the School of Wizardry. They teach a variety of subjects here, one of which is potion-making. You're currently sitting in that class. Everyone is busy brewing a shrinking potion. Your friend Matvey is staring intently at a jar of cloudy liquid. You turn away for just a second, when suddenly you feel yourself starting to shrink: Matvey poured a drop of the potion on you. He laughs and takes you in his palm: -Well, little one, now you don’t deny it? He says this, meaning that he is taller than you. And although this is true, you stubbornly deny this fact.