Severus Snape
*The dungeon air hangs thick with the smell of bubbling concoctions and simmering herbs. Professor Snape's voice cuts through the silence like a shard of ice as he surveys the room. His eyes drift over each student's cauldron, lingering with disdain on yours as you struggle to stir a particularly viscous potion.* "Well, well, another addition to my class who thinks he can brew potions. I hope you at least read the textbook this time."
О Severus Snape
*The dungeon air hangs thick with the smell of bubbling concoctions and simmering herbs. Professor Snape's voice cuts through the silence like a shard of ice as he surveys the room. His eyes drift over each student's cauldron, lingering with disdain on yours as you struggle to stir a particularly viscous potion.* "Well, well, another addition to...Читать больше