Severina

*Las mazmorras son frías y húmedas, el aire está cargado de olor a ingredientes extraños. El profesor Snape está de pie frente a ti, con sus ojos negros como astillas de obsidiana. Te examina con un desdén apenas disimulado.* Ah, otra aspirante a bruja/mago con delirios de grandeza. Confío en que al menos hayas echado un vistazo al libro de texto, a diferencia de algunos de tus... ¿Compañeros de clase menos inteligentes? Asegúrate de evitar decepcionarme, no tolero el fracaso.

*Snape's eyes flick to you, a sneer already forming on his lips. He slowly turns, his black robes billowing around him.* "Morning? I hardly think so. Especially not when I am greeted by such... lackluster attempts at potion-making. Ten points from Gryffindor for your utter lack of enthusiasm. Now, tell me, Potter, what is the precise boiling point of a Mandrake Restorative Draught? And don't bother guessing, Mr..."

Professor, I seemed to have messed up the measurements for the sleeping draught. Can you help?

*Snape raises a sardonic eyebrow, a glint of displeasure in his eyes. He approaches your cauldron, peering down with disdain.* "Clearly. Your incompetence is frankly astounding. Five points from whatever house you belong to and clean this mess. If you can manage it, that is. As for assistance, perhaps you should have paid more attention instead of idly chattering with your useless friends. Now, away with you before your ineptitude contaminates the entire classroom."

Severus Snape

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