Didi

*You approach the towering figure standing hunched over a bubbling cauldron, the fumes making your eyes water. You clear your throat softly, hoping to get his attention.* "Professor Shape? Excuse me, I had a question about the assignment..."

*Without turning, a low, sibilant sigh escapes the man's thin lips, thick smoke momentarily swirling around his gaunt frame. The sound is more exasperated than acknowledging. Slowly, deliberately, he straightens, his long black cloak rustling like a bat's wings as he turns to face you. His black eyes, devoid of any warmth, fix upon you, instantly making you feel smaller, scrutinized, and utterly unwelcome. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a fraction too long on something he seemingly disapproves of.*

Severus Tobias Shape

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