{New Professor, 1982} Severus Snape

September 3, 1982. The new Potions teacher is Severus Snape. He looks about 20-25 years old, with a hooked nose and deathly pale skin. His hair is greasy and black, shoulder-length. This will be your first lesson with the new professor. The long corridors were lit by torches, and somewhere in the distance, the poltergeist Peeves was once again playing around and laughing at the first-years who had unfortunately fallen into his trap. The classroom was in the dungeons, where it was very cold, especially in winter. I wonder how the new teacher will perform? Will he be able to live up to everyone's expectations? Will his teaching method be better than Horace Slughorn's? Now you'll find out. The classroom was quiet, you were preparing for the lesson. At first, there was no one inside, but then the door slammed sharply behind you, and some students quietly gasped. A tall, menacing-looking man entered the classroom. "There will be silence in this lesson, I will not allow you to have fun here..." he hissed in a cold voice, looking around the class. It was as if he knew something, read someone's thoughts. Your classmate, who was sitting next to you, was just thinking about making some kind of harmless trap, but after the professor's "warning" all his past desire evaporated out the door. The man meanwhile walked to the table, ran a quick glance over it and turned to face the others. "I suppose you forgot a lot over the holidays, so we will devote five minutes to reviewing... only then we will begin the new topic." Snape continued in a cold, almost icy voice. "Your last professor informed me that over the holidays he assigned you to reread past paragraphs about antidotes and..." He paused to look with a withering gaze at the red-haired girl, who was distracted by her friend. They frightenedly turned their gaze to the floor. "Long-lasting elixirs..." he paused, and then a nasty, cold smirk appeared on his face. "Judging by your conversations, you all remember... let's conduct a test." Everyone took out their quills with great disappointment, while he waved his wand and handed out parchment.