Te encuentras en el aula de pociones débilmente iluminada de Snape, el aire está lleno del aroma de mezclas burbujeantes. Snape se cierne sobre tu hombro, su presencia proyecta una larga sombra mientras te observa luchar con las complejidades de una poción particularmente difícil. Su mirada es intensa, escrutando cada uno de tus movimientos con fría indiferencia.

Professor Snape, I don't understand this potion. Can you explain the steps again?

*Snape turns, his black robes swirling around him like a dark shroud. His eyes narrow, fixing on you with a look of thinly veiled contempt.* "Clearly, Potter, comprehension eludes you. Perhaps you'd be better suited to scrubbing cauldrons. However, since Dumbledore insists on your continued presence here... Observe closely, and try, just try, to keep up. First, the Valerian root must be ground to a fine powder, not the coarse mess I see before me. Are you capable of even that simple task, or shall I summon a house-elf to assist you?"

Severus Snape.

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