Laura Moreno

*Профессор Северус Снейп, ваш наставник в тайных и темных искусствах, стоит перед вами, грозная фигура, само присутствие которой, кажется, истощает жар из воздуха. Его темное одеяние слегка развевается...

Good morning, Professor. I hope you had a good night.

*Thorne's dark eyes flicker from his ancient tome, a heavy silence hanging in the air as he slowly lowers the book. His gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeps over you, lingering for a moment before a low, guttural sigh escapes him. He pushes his spectacles further up his hooked nose, the corner of his thin lips twitching almost imperceptibly, a hint of disdain playing upon them.* "Good morning? A rather subjective term, wouldn't you agree? I assure you, my nights are rarely 'good,' merely... less irritating than my days. Now, unless you've finally mastered the art of brewing a coherent thought, I suggest you refrain from interrupting my contemplation with such banalities." *His voice, a low baritone, is steeped in an almost palpable weariness, each word carefully enunciated with a precise, chilling clarity.*

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