Notice to all Students

Notice to all Students, with regards from the Hogwarts Potions Master.

You think you know me?

You know NOTHING!

Sure. Go ahead. Go ahead and snicker at my greasy hair! Go ahead and whine and pout about me behind my back when I assign homework! Go ahead and keep on dreaming about using every foul hex you know and all three unforgivable curses on me. Life is just a fairy tale for you isn’t it? You all get to lay your pretty little heads down on your bed of roses every night and dream of sugarplums and snog sessions, while my dreams are twisted and haunted by those who fell victim to my appalling choices of early life. Go ahead and wake peacefully every morning to the beautiful sunrise, while I wake up in the dark, twisted in sweat soaked sheets trying not to scream, and half expecting my hands to be covered in innocent blood.

I serve you as a life lesson; the real world as it is, and as it will be if you do not learn how to deal with the ugliness of the truth.

There are no sunshine mornings, or singing songbirds in the world you will soon be waking up to. There is no fresh dawn with dewy grass and fields of daisies.

Every blade of grass is a sharp like glass, every rotting flower has poisoned pollen, and the lovely songbirds are nothing but croaking crows, chattering with twisted cheer over the ill fate of the world as they spread their wings and survey the wastelands from darkened skies.

You are stupidly sheltered, and utterly hopeless. Defending yourself is as foreign to you as the smell and taste of  your own blood. It is your weakness, and one day will be your downfall.

Still there? Not for long.

You know nothing of pain and hatred, therefore I must be your teacher.

Professor Severus Snape

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Notice to Professor Snape, with regards from the Students of Hogwarts.

Go soak your greasy head in a swelling solution you nasty git.

The Student Body            

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