Severus Snape Quotes

He can run faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo.

The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure. Thoughts are not etched on the inside of skulls, to be perused by an invader. The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter… or at least, most minds are…

Look...at...me..." he whispered. The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.

I wish...I wish I were dead...” “And what use would that be to anyone?

Severus Snape wasn't yours," said Harry. "Snape was Dumbledores, Dumbledores from the moment you started hunting down my mother...

But this is touching, Severus,” said Dumbledore seriously. “Have you grown to care for the boy, after all?” “For him?” shouted Snape. “Expecto Patronum!” From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe. She landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office, and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. “After all this time?” “Always,” said Snape.

My word, Severus, that I shall never reveal the best of you?’ Dumbledore sighed, looking down into Snape’s ferocious, anguished face. ‘If you insist …

SCORPIUS: Thank you for being my light in the darkness

One person. All it takes is one person." -Severus Snape

Hang on . . .” Harry muttered to Ron. “There’s an empty chair at the staff table. . . . Where’s Snape?” "Maybe he's ill!" said Ron hopefully. “Maybe he’s left,” said Harry, “because he missed out on the Defense Against the Dark Arts job again!” “Or he might have been sacked!” said Ron enthusiastically. “I mean, everyone hates him —” “Or maybe,” said a very cold voice right behind them, “he’s waiting to hear why you two didn’t arrive on the school train.” Harry spun around. There, his black robes rippling in a cold breeze, stood Severus Snape.

I don’t expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses...

I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter’s son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter —

That is the second time you have spoken out of turn, Miss Granger,” said Snape coolly. “Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all.

Ah, yes. Harry Potter. Our new — celebrity.

This is your copy of Advanced Potion-Making, is it, Potter?” “Yes,” said Harry, still breathing hard. “You’re quite sure of that, are you, Potter?” “Yes,” said Harry, with a touch more defiance. “This is the copy of Advanced Potion-Making that you purchased from Flourish and Blotts?” “Yes,” said Harry firmly. “Then why,” asked Snape, “does it have the name ‘Roonil Wazlib’ written inside the front cover?” Harry’s heart missed a beat. “That’s my nickname,” he said.

It is real, isn’t it? It’s not a joke? Petunia says you’re lying to me. Petunia says there isn’t a Hogwarts. It is real, isn’t it?” “It’s real for us,” said Snape. “Not for her.

I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death.

And what will you give me in return, Severus?’ ‘In – in return?’ Snape gaped at Dumbledore, and Harry expected him to protest, but after a long moment he said, ‘Anything...

Look . . . at . . . me. . . .

SNAPE: "Did no one teach you to knock, boy?" Scorpius looks up at Snape, slightly breathless, slightly unsure, slightly exultant. SCORPIUS: "Severus Snape. This is an honor.

SNAPE: Sometimes costs are made to be borne.

Tell Albus - tell Albus Severus - I'm proud he carries my name.

There is no point in apportioning blame. What is done, is done.

Detention, Saturday night, my office,” said Snape. “I do not take cheek from anyone, Potter . . . not even ‘the Chosen One.’

SCORPIUS: A doe? Lily’s Patronus. SNAPE: Strange, isn’t it? What comes from within.

Draco, do it, or stand aside so one of us -" screeched the woman, but at that precise moment the door to the ramparts burst open once more and there stood Snape, his wand clutched in his hand as his black eyes swept the scene, from Dumbledore slumped against the wall, to the four Death Eaters, including the enraged werewolf, and Malfoy. "We've got a problem, Snape," said the lumpy Amycus, whose eyes and wand were fixed alike upon Dumbledore, "the boy doesn't seem able -" But somebody else had spoken Snape's name, quite softly. "Severus ..." The sound frightened Harry beyond anything he had experienced all evening. For the first time, Dumbledore was pleading. Snape said nothing, but walked forwards and pushed Malfoy roughly out of the way. The three Death Eaters fell back without a word. Even the werewolf seemed cowed. Snape gazed for a moment at Dumbledore, and there was revulsion and hatred etched in the harsh lines of his face. "Severus ... please ..." Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore. "Avada Kedavra!

The — the prophecy . . . the prediction . . . Trelawney . . .” “Ah, yes. How much did you relay to Lord Voldemort?” “Everything — everything I heard! That is why — it is for that reason — he thinks it means Lily Evans!” “The prophecy did not refer to a woman. It spoke of a boy born at the end of July —” “You know what I mean! He thinks it means her son, he is going to hunt her down — kill them all —” “If she means so much to you, surely Lord Voldemort will spare her? Could you not ask for mercy for the mother, in exchange for the son?” “I have — I have asked him —” “You disgust me.

You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making. As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses. . . I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death — if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach.

One person. All it takes is one person. I couldn’t save Harry for Lily. So now I give my allegiance to the cause she believed in. And it’s possible — that along the way I started believing in it myself.

Orange, Longbottom.

Course Dumbledore trusts you,” growled Moody. “He’s a trusting man, isn’t he? Believes in second chances. But me — I say there are spots that don’t come off, Snape. Spots that never come off, d’you know what I mean?

Oh, he’ll try, I’m sure. . . . The usual empty words, the usual slithering out of action . . . oh, on the Dark Lord’s orders, of course!

But I don’t think I’ve ever known such a natural at Potions!” said Slughorn. “Instinctive, you know — like his mother! I’ve only ever taught a few with this kind of ability, I can tell you that, Sybill — why even Severus —” And to Harry’s horror, Slughorn threw out an arm and seemed to scoop Snape out of thin air toward them.

What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?" At this, Hermione stood up, her hand stretching towards the dungeon ceiling. I don't know," said Harry quietly. "I think Hermione does, though, why don't you try asking her?" A few people laughed; Harry caught sight of Seamus's eye and Seamus winked. Snape, however, was not pleased. Sit down," he snapped at Hermione. "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite. Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?" There was a sudden rummaging for quills and parchment. Over the noise, Snape said, "And a point will be taken from Gryffindor house for your cheek, Potter.

Albus Severus, you were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of Them was Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew.

You are determined to hate him [Snape], Harry,” said Lupin with a faint smile. “And I understand; with James as your father, with Sirius as your godfather, you have inherited an old prejudice. By all means tell Dumbledore what you have told Arthur and me, but do not expect him to share your view of the matter; do not even expect him to be surprised by what you tell him. It might have been on Dumbledore’s orders that Severus questioned Draco.

Tell me, how is Lucius Malfoy these days? I expect he's delighted his lapdog's working at Hogwarts, isn't he?" "Speaking of dogs," said Snape softly, "did you know that Lucius Malfoy recognized you last time you risked a little jaunt outside? Clever idea, Black, getting yourself seen on a safe station platform. Gave you a cast-iron excuse not to leave your hidey-hole in future, didn't it?

Harry Potter told his son you’re a great man. [...] He said you were the bravest man he’d ever met. He knew, you see — he knew your secret — what you did for Dumbledore. And he admired you for it — greatly. And that’s why he named his son — my best friend — after you both. Albus Severus Potter.

But somebody else had spoken Snape’s name, quite softly. “Severus . . .” The sound frightened Harry beyond anything he had experienced all evening. For the first time, Dumbledore was pleading. Snape gazed for a moment at Dumbledore, and there was revulsion and hatred etched in the harsh lines of his face. “Severus . . . please . . .” Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore. “Avada Kedavra!” A jet of green light shot from the end of Snape’s wand and hit Dumbledore squarely in the chest. Harry’s scream of horror never left him; silent and unmoving, he was forced to watch as Dumbledore was blasted into the air. For a split second, he seemed to hang suspended beneath the shining skull, and then he fell slowly backward, like a great rag doll, over the battlements and out of sight.

Well, it may have escaped your notice,but life isn't fair

Professor Severus Snape was Harry’s least favorite teacher. Harry also happened to be Snape’s least favorite student.

There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don’t expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few who cherish… I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death.” — Alan Rickman as Severus Snape, "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.

HERMIONE: I’m sorry, Severus. SNAPE looks at her, and then swallows the pain. He indicates RON with a flick of his head. SNAPE: Well, at least I’m not married to him.

Snape'in İksir dersinde kasıtlı olarak karmaşa yaratmak, uyuyan bir ejderhanın gözüne parmak sokmak kadar güvenliydi.

Snape looked horrified. 'You have kept him alive so that he can die at the right moment?' 'Don't look shocked, Severus. How many men and women have you watched die?' 'Lately, only those whom I could not save', said Snape.

One person. All it takes is one person." -Severus Snap , Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

Tell Albus - tell Albus Severus - I'm proud he carries my name.

Professor Severus Snape: There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few... [stares at Draco Malfoy] Professor Severus Snape: Who possess, the predisposition... I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death. [notices Harry scribbling on his paper] Professor Severus Snape: Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay attention! [steps over to Harry] Professor Severus Snape: Mister Potter. Our new celebrity.

Following a private conversation with Harry, Minerva McGonagall later took the controversial decision to add a portrait of Severus Snape to the gallery of old headmasters and headmistresses in her tower office.

The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure.

Harry Potter is dead.

Snape: How? Scorpius: Bravely. Snape: Who? Scorpius: Voldemort. Snape: How very irritating.

So the boy…the boy must die?” asked Snape quite calmly. “And Voldemort himself must do it, Severus. That is essential.” Another long silence. Then Snape said, “I thought…all these years…that we were protecting him for her. For Lily.” “We have protected him because it has been essential to teach him, to raise him, to let him try his strength,” said Dumbledore, his eyes still tight shut. “Meanwhile, the connection between them grows ever stronger, a parasitic growth: Sometimes I have thought he suspects it himself. If I know him, he will have arranged matters so that when he does set out to meet his death, it will truly mean the end of Voldemort.” Dumbledore opened his eyes. Snape looked horrified. “You have kept him alive so that he can die at the right moment?” “Don’t be shocked, Severus. How many men and women have you watched die?” “Lately, only those whom I could not save,” said Snape. He stood up. “You have used me.” “Meaning?” “I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter’s son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter--” “But this is touching, Severus,” said Dumbledore seriously. “Have you grown to care for the boy, after all?” “For him?” shouted Snape. “Expecto Patronum!” From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe: She landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office, and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. “After all this time?” “Always,” said Snape.

I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter’s son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter – " "But this is touching, Severus," said Dumbledore seriously. "Have you grown to care for the boy, after all?" "For him?" shouted Snape. "Expecto Patronum!" From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe. She landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office, and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. "After all this time?" "Always" said Snape.

Show yourself!” Snape said, tapping the map sharply. It stayed blank. Harry was taking deep, calming breaths. “Professor Severus Snape, master of this school, commands you to yield the information you conceal!” Snape said, hitting the map with his wand.

Severus Snape wasn’t yours,” said Harry. “Snape was Dumbledore’s, Dumbledore’s from the moment you started hunting down my mother. And you never realized it, because of the thing you can’t understand. You never saw Snape cast a Patronus, did you, Riddle?

Look...at...me...

Snape'in Đksir dersinde kasıtlı olarak karmaşa yaratmak, uyuyan bir ejderhanın gözüne parmak sokmak kadar güvenliydi.

Who’s there?” “It is I,” said a low voice. From behind a suit of armor stepped Severus Snape. Hatred boiled up in Harry at the sight of him: He had forgotten the details of Snape’s appearance in the magnitude of his crimes, forgotten how his greasy black hair hung in curtains around his thin face, how his black eyes had a dead, cold look. He was not wearing nightclothes, but was dressed in his usual black cloak, and he too was holding his wand ready for a fight. “Where are the Carrows?” he asked quietly. “Wherever you told them to be, I expect, Severus,” said Professor McGonagall. Snape stepped nearer, and his eyes flitted over Professor McGonagall into the air around her, as if he knew Harry was there. Harry held his wand up too, ready to attack. “I was under the impression,” said Snape, “that Alecto had apprehended an intruder.” “Really?” said professor McGonagall. “And what gave you that impression?” Snape made a slight flexing movement of his left arm, where the Dark Mark was branded into his skin. “Oh, but naturally,” said Professor McGonagall. “You Death Eaters have your own private means of communication, I forgot.

It was Alan Rickman and I was terrified, not because of the menace he exuded as Severus Snape, but because I loved the film Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves and was obsessed with Alan’s performance as the dastardly Sheriff of Nottingham. To be in the same room as the Sheriff himself was enough to penetrate even my veneer of schoolboy cockiness.

Severus,” said Dumbledore, turning to Snape, “you know what I must ask you to do. If you are ready . . . if you are prepared . . .” “I am,” said Snape.

Maybe he is, maybe he isn't, but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo.

Severus Snape was indeed a Death Eater.

SNAPE: Strange, isn't it? What comes from within. You need to run. I will keep them at bay for as long as I can. SCORPIUS: Thank you for being my light in the darkness. SNAPE looks at him, every inch a hero, he softly smiles.

Harry!” he panted, massaging his immense chest beneath his emerald-green silk pajamas. “My dear boy…what a surprise…Minerva, do please explain…Severus…what…?” “Our headmaster is taking a short break,” said Professor McGonagall, pointing at the Snape-shaped hole in the window.

The intruder took a step forward, and Moody’s voice asked, “Severus Snape?” Then the dust figure rose from the end of the hall and rushed him, raising its dead hand. “It was not I who killed you, Albus,” said a quiet voice. The jinx broke: The dust-figure exploded again, and it was impossible to make out the newcomer through the dense gray cloud it left behind. Harry pointed his wand into the middle of it. “Don’t move!” He had forgotten the portrait of Mrs. Black: At the sound of his yell, the curtains hiding her flew open and she began to scream, “Mudbloods and filth dishonoring my house--” Ron and Hermione came crashing down the stairs behind Harry, wants pointing, like his, at the unknown man now standing with his arms raised in the hall below. “Hold your fire, it’s me, Remus!” “Oh, thank goodness,” said Hermione weakly, pointing her wand at Mrs. Black instead; with a bang, the curtains swished shut again and silence fell.

The corridor dissolved, and the scene took a little longer to reform: Harry seemed to fly through shifting shapes and colors until his surroundings solidified again and he stood on a hilltop, forlorn and cold in the darkness, the wind whistling through the branches of a few leafless trees. The adult Snape was panting, turning on the spot, his wand gripped tightly in his hand, waiting for something or for someone… His fear infected Harry too, even though he knew that he could not be harmed, and he looked over his shoulder, wondering what it was that Snape was waiting for — Then a blinding, jagged jet of white light flew through the air. Harry thought of lightning, but Snape had dropped to his knees and his wand had flown out of his hand. “Don’t kill me!” “That was not my intention.” Any sound of Dumbledore Apparating had been drowned by the sound of the wind in the branches. He stood before Snape with his robes whipping around him, and his face was illuminated from below in the light cast by his wand. “Well, Severus? What message does Lord Voldemort have for me?” “No — no message — I’m here on my own account!” Snape was wringing his hands. He looked a little mad, with his straggling black hair flying around him. “I — I come with a warning — no, a request — please —” Dumbledore flicked his wand. Though leaves and branches still flew through the night air around them, silence fell on the spot where he and Snape faced each other. “What request could a Death Eater make of me?” “The — the prophecy… the prediction… Trelawney…” “Ah, yes,” said Dumbledore. “How much did you relay to Lord Voldemort?” “Everything — everything I heard!” said Snape. “That is why — it is for that reason — he thinks it means Lily Evans!” “The prophecy did not refer to a woman,” said Dumbledore. “It spoke of a boy born at the end of July —” “You know what I mean! He thinks it means her son, he is going to hunt her down — kill them all —” “If she means so much to you,” said Dumbledore, “surely Lord Voldemort will spare her? Could you not ask for mercy for the mother, in exchange for the son?” “I have — I have asked him —” “You disgust me,” said Dumbledore, and Harry had never heard so much contempt in his voice. Snape seemed to shrink a little, “You do not care, then, about the deaths of her husband and child? They can die, as long as you have what you want?” Snape said nothing, but merely looked up at Dumbledore. “Hide them all, then,” he croaked. “Keep her — them — safe. Please.” “And what will you give me in return, Severus?” “In — in return?” Snape gaped at Dumbledore, and Harry expected him to protest, but after a long moment he said, “Anything.

You have no subtlety, Potter," said Snape, his dark eyes glittering. "You do not understand fine distinctions. It is one of the shortcomings that makes you such a lamentable potion-maker.

SCORPIUS: Thank you for being my light in the darkness. SNAPE looks at him, every inch a hero, he softly smiles. SNAPE: Tell Albus — tell Albus Severus — I’m proud he carries my name. Now go. Go.

Vosotros estáis aquí para aprender la sutil ciencia y el arte exacto de hacer pociones. Aquí habrá muy poco de estúpidos movimientos de varita y muchos de vosotros dudaréis que esto sea magia. No espero que lleguéis a entender la belleza de un caldero hirviendo suavemente, con sus vapores relucientes, el delicado poder de los líquidos que se deslizan a través de las venas humanas, hechizando la mente, engañando los sentidos... Puedo enseñaros cómo embotellar la fama, preparar la gloria, hasta detener la muerte... si sois algo más que los idiotas a los que habitualmente tengo que enseñar.

Snape gazed for a moment at Dumbledore, and there was revulsion and hatred etched in the harsh lines of his face. ‘Severus … please …’ Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore. ‘Avada Kedavra!

And now let’s move to news concerning the wizard who is proving just as elusive as Harry Potter. We like to refer to him as the Chief Death Eater, and here to give his views on some of the more insane rumors circulating about him, I’d like to introduce a new correspondent: Rodent.” “‘Rodent’?” said yet another familiar voice, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione cried out together: “Fred!” “No—is it George?” “It’s Fred, I think,” said Ron, leaning in closer, as whichever twin it was said, “I’m not being ‘Rodent,’ no way, I told you I wanted to be ‘Rapier’!” “Oh, all right then. ‘Rapier,’ could you please give us your take on the various stories we’ve been hearing about the Chief Death Eater?” “Yes, River, I can,” said Fred. “As our listeners will know, unless they’ve taken refuse at the bottom of a garden pond or somewhere similar, You-Know-Who’s strategy of remaining in the shadows is creating a nice little climate of panic. Mind you, if all the alleged sightings of him are genuine, we must have a good nineteen You-Know-Who’s running around the place.” “Which suits him, of course,” said Kingsley. “The air of mystery is creating more terror than actually showing himself.” “Agreed,” said Fred. “So, people, let’s try and calm down a bit. Things are bad enough without inventing stuff as well. For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That’s a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that’s glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it’s safe to look into his eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that’s still likely to be the last thing you ever do.” For the first time in weeks and weeks, Harry was laughing: He could feel the weight of tension leaving him. “And the rumors that he keeps being sighted abroad?” asked Lee. “Well, who wouldn’t want a nice little holiday after all the hard work he’s been putting in?” asked Fred. “Point is, people, don’t get lulled into a false sense of security, thinking he’s out of the country. Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t, but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo when he wants to, so don’t count on him being a long way away if you’re planning on taking any risks. I never thought I’d hear myself say it, but safety first!

two men appeared out of nowhere, a few yards apart in the narrow, moonlit lane. For a second they stood quite still, wands directed at each other’s chests; then, recognizing each other, they stowed their wands beneath their cloaks and started walking briskly in the same direction. “News?” asked the taller of the two. “The best,” replied Severus Snape. The lane was bordered on the left by wild, low-growing brambles, on the right by a high, neatly manicured hedge. The men’s long cloaks flapped around their ankles as they marched. “Thought I might be late,” said Yaxley, his blunt features sliding in and out of sight as the branches of overhanging trees broke the moonlight. “It was a little trickier than I expected. But I hope he will be satisfied. You sound confident that your reception will be good?” Snape nodded, but did not elaborate. They turned right, into a wide driveway that led off the lane. The high hedge curved with them, running off into the distance beyond the pair of impressive wrought-iron gates barring the men’s way. Neither

That’s why Snape’s eyes were fixed on Nagini in her enchanted sphere while Voldemort was going on about the Elder Wand. He was not afraid for his own life. He just knew the moment had come. He would have to put a stopper in death until he gave Harry his final message.

And now Snape stood again in the headmaster’s study as Phineas Nigellus came hurrying into his portrait. “Headmaster! They are camping in the Forest of Dean! The Mudblood--” “Do not use that word!” “--the Granger girl, then, mentioned the place as she opened her bag and I heard her!” “Good. Very good!” cried the portrait of Dumbledore behind the headmaster’s chair. “Now, Severus, the sword! Do not forget that it must be taken under conditions of need and valor--and he must not know that you give it! If Voldemort should read Harry’s mind and see you acting for him--” “I know,” said Snape curtly. He approached the portrait of Dumbledore and pulled at its side. It swung forward, revealing a hidden cavity behind it from which he took the sword of Gryffindor. “And you still aren’t going to tell me why it’s so important to give Potter the sword?” said Snape as he swung a traveling cloak over his robes. “No, I don’t think so,” said Dumbledore’s portrait. “He will know what to do with it. And Severus, be very careful, they may not take kindly to your appearance after George Weasley’s mishap--” Snape turned at the door. “Don’t worry, Dumbledore,” he said coolly. “I have a plan…” And Snape left the room. Harry rose up out of the Pensieve, and moments later he lay on the carpeted floor in exactly the same room: Snape might just have closed the door.

For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite.

Look at me. With those words, Rowling completes the incantation for the stupendous magic she has cast over seven books with her creation of Severus Snape. Everything about Snape is contained in those three words. The spy who longed for nothing more than to be seen. The double agent who killed the mentor who was the last person to see his true self. The ugly boy who grew up into a man so ugly that students couldn’t look upon him without revulsion. The master of Occlumency who was sealed shut so tightly, his eyes looked dead. The Master of Death who didn’t need a cloak to be invisible, completing his second chance at life, removing his disguise and meeting Death as a friend.

Harry!” he panted, massaging his immense chest beneath his emerald-green silk pajamas. “My dear boy…what a surprise…Minerva, do please explain…Severus…what…?” “Our headmaster is taking a short break,” said Professor McGonagall, pointing at the Snape-shaped hole in the window. “Professor!” Harry shouted, his hands at his forehead. He could see the Inferi-filled lake sliding beneath him, and he felt the ghostly green boat bump into the underground shore, and Voldemort leapt from it with murder in his heart-- “Professor, we’ve got to barricade the school, he’s coming now!” “Very well. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is coming,” she told the other teachers. Sprout and Flitwick gasped; Slughorn let out a low groan. “Potter has work to do in the castle on Dumbledore’s orders. We need to put in place every protection of which we are capable while Potter does what he needs to do.” “You realize, of course, that nothing we do will be able to keep out You-Know-Who indefinitely?” squeaked Flitwick. “But we can hold him up,” said Professor Sprout. “Thank you, Pomona,” said Professor McGonagall, and between the two witches there passed a look of grim understanding. “I suggest we establish basic protection around the place, then gather our students and meet in the Great Hall. Most must be evacuated, though if any of those who are over age wish to stay and fight, I think they ought to be given the chance.” “Agreed,” said Professor Sprout, already hurrying toward the door. “I shall meet you in the Great Hall in twenty minutes with my House.” And as she jogged out of sight, they could hear her muttering, “Tentacula. Devil’s Snare. And Snargaluff pods…yes, I’d like to see the Death Eaters fighting those.

Me emocionas Severus- repuso Dumbledore con seriedad -¿No será que has acabado sintiendo cariño por ese chico?- -¿Por él? - Se escandalizo Snape-. ¡Expectro patronum!- Del extremo de su varita salió la cierva plateada, se posó en el suelo del despacho, dio un brinco y saltó por la ventana. Dumbledore la vio alejarse volando, y cuando el resplandor plateado se perdió de vista, se volvió hacia Snape y, con lágrimas en los ojos, le preguntó: -¿Después de tanto tiempo?- -Siempre- Dijo Snape

Professor Severus Snape, master of this school, commands you to yield the information you conceal!" Snape said, hitting the map with his wand. As though an invisible hand were writing upon it, words appeared on the surface of the map. "Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business." Snape froze. Harry stared, dumbstruck, at the message. But the map didn't stop there. More writing was appearing beneath the first. "Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git." It would have been very funny if the situation hadn't been so serious. And there was more... "Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor." Harry closed his eyes in horror. When he'd opened them, the map had had its last word. "Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball." (286 & 287)

Been to your office, Lupin. You forgot to take your potion tonight, so I took a gobletful along. And very lucky I did . . . lucky for me, I mean. Lying on your desk was a certain map. One glance at it told me all I needed to know. I saw you running along this passageway and out of sight.” “Severus —” Lupin began, but Snape overrode him. “I’ve told the headmaster again and again that you’re helping your old friend Black into the castle, Lupin, and here’s the proof. Not even I dreamed you would have the nerve to use this old place as your hideout —” “Severus, you’re making a mistake,” said Lupin urgently. “You haven’t heard everything — I can explain — Sirius is not here to kill Harry —” “Two more for Azkaban tonight,” said Snape, his eyes now gleaming fanatically. “I shall be interested to see how Dumbledore takes this. . . . He was quite convinced you were harmless, you know, Lupin . . . a tame werewolf —” “You fool,” said Lupin softly. “Is a schoolboy grudge worth putting an innocent man back inside Azkaban?” BANG! Thin, snakelike cords burst from the end of Snape’s wand and twisted themselves around Lupin’s mouth, wrists, and ankles; he overbalanced and fell to the floor, unable to move. With a roar of rage, Black started toward Snape, but Snape pointed his wand straight between Black’s eyes. “Give me a reason,” he whispered. “Give me a reason to do it, and I swear I will.” Black stopped dead. It would have been impossible to say which face showed more hatred.

Estas son las lecturas que elegí para el bingo mágico/mortífero •La Élite (Lucius Malfoy): 3,5 ⭐ De la trilogía creo que este es el que menos me gusta. América es demasiado cambiante, Maxon le tiene demasiada paciencia, y la actitud de Aspen me desespera. Igualmente amo la parte de las italianas o las cosas que va descubriendo América sobre los rebeldes y la historia de Illea. •Rebelión en la granja (Peter Pettigrew) 3,5 ⭐ Disfruté bastante este libro pero creo que las personas que tengan conocimiento de la época de la Revolución rusa lo harán mucho más. Desde mi parte, que no lo tengo, conocí una historia de como el poder puede llegar a corrompernos a todos incluso habiendo comenzado una revolución por una causa justa. •Salvar un corazón (Severus Snape) 4⭐ Este libro me gustó mucho porque no sólo se centra en el romance sino que tiene tintes policiales que enriquecen un montón la lectura. La historia de la protagonista me llegó mucho y entiendo su enojo con la familia, yo estaría igual. Y la historia de él creo que es fácil de que pase cuando se toman las decisiones equivocadas llevadas por las adicciones

Harry!” he panted, massaging his immense chest beneath his emerald-green silk pajamas. “My dear boy…what a surprise…Minerva, do please explain…Severus…what…?” “Our headmaster is taking a short break,” said Professor McGonagall, pointing at the Snape-shaped hole in the window. “Professor!” Harry shouted, his hands at his forehead. He could see the Inferi-filled lake sliding beneath him, and he felt the ghostly green boat bump into the underground shore, and Voldemort leapt from it with murder in his heart-- “Professor, we’ve got to barricade the school, he’s coming now!” “Very well. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is coming,” she told the other teachers. Sprout and Flitwick gasped; Slughorn let out a low groan. “Potter has work to do in the castle on Dumbledore’s orders. We need to put in place every protection of which we are capable while Potter does what he needs to do.” “You realize, of course, that nothing we do will be able to keep out You-Know-Who indefinitely?” squeaked Flitwick. “But we can hold him up,” said Professor Sprout. “Thank you, Pomona,” said Professor McGonagall, and between the two witches there passed a look of grim understanding. “I suggest we establish basic protection around the place, then gather our students and meet in the Great Hall. Most must be evacuated, though if any of those who are over age wish to stay and fight, I think they ought to be given the chance.” “Agreed,” said Professor Sprout, already hurrying toward the door. “I shall meet you in the Great Hall in twenty minutes with my House.” And as she jogged out of sight, they could hear her muttering, “Tentacula. Devil’s Snare. And Snargaluff pods…yes, I’d like to see the Death Eaters fighting those.” “I can act from here,” said Flitwick, and although he could barely see out of it, he pointed his wand through the smashed window and started muttering incantations of great complexity. Harry heard a weird rushing noise, as though Flitwick had unleashed the power of the wind into the grounds. “Professor,” Harry said, approaching the little Charms master, “Professor, I’m sorry to interrupt, but this is important. Have you got any idea where the diadem of Ravenclaw is?” “--Protego Horribilis--the diadem of Ravenclaw?” squeaked Flitwick. “A little extra wisdom never goes amiss, Potter, but I hardly think it would be much use in this situation!” “I only meant--do you know where it is? Have you ever seen it?” “Seen it? Nobody has seen it in living memory! Long since lost, boy!” Harry felt a mixture of desperate disappointment and panic. What, then, was the Horcrux?

SEVERUS SNAPE

Give me a reason," he whispered. "Give me a reason to do it, and I swear I will.

SEVERUS SNAPE CONFIRMED AS HOGWARTS HEADMASTER.

Why can't Dumbledore teach Harry?" asked Sirius aggressively. "Why you?" "I suppose beacuse it is a headmaster's privilege to delegate less enjoyable tasks," said Snape silkily. "I assure you I did not beg for the job.

always.

Hola, ¿cómo están? Hoy les traigo el wrap up de línea del bingo de mortífagos de la copa de las casas. Ahí vamos. Lucius Malfoy: El duque y yo: 3⭐️. Es una historia que lee rápido y se disfruta. Pero una escena, una sola escena tiro todo lo construido por la borda. Peter Pettigrew: La noche del dragón. 5⭐️. Es el fin de una trilogía que mezcla folklore japonés y fantasía de la mejor manera. Es increíble, y como su nombre lo indica, veremos si los protagonistas logran impedir que el Dragón conceda su deseo a la persona equivocada. Este libro me rompió de una manera tremenda. Severus Snape: Sol de medianoche. 5⭐️. Reencontrarse con Edward y Bella fue hermoso. Y conocer la historia a través de los ojos de Ed fue increíble, conocemos mucho más de los vínculos familiares (Alice sigue siendo la mejor). Lo disfruté un montón

Wrap up del Bingo Mortifagos para Ravenclaw Lord Voldemort: Nature of Witches de Rachel Griffin - 2* Clara tiene el poder más grande que cualquier bruja ha tenido en décadas, pero está muy asustada de usarlo porque ha ocasionado no sola la muerte de sus padres sino también de su mejor amiga. El libro nos cuenta como Clara, con bastante ayuda, logra superar sus miedos para poder ayudar al mundo con su magia. Regulus Black: Six of Crows de Leigh Bardugo - 4* Una familia rara es la familia que se elige, como pasó con los Dreggs y la banda que conforma Kaz para hacer el atraco más ambicioso que han ejecutado hasta ahora. Al final del libro, los lazos que los unen son mucho más fuertes que la amistad. Barty Crouch Jr: Berserk de Kentaro Miura - 3* El manga más oscuro que he leído. Es un poco spoiler, pero Guts el protagonista busca la venganza de la secta de La Mano de Dios. Tratos con seres de la oscuridad que dejan villanos inhumanos y repugnantes que nuestro protagonista masacra uno a uno. Fenrir Greyback: Magic Bites de Ilona Andrews - 4* Una mercenaria re badass intentando resolver un crimen casi queda en medio de una batalla entre necromancers y shapeshifters de todo tipo, incluyendo hombres lobos. Bellatrix Lestrange: Tabú, el juego prohibido de Nicolás Manzur - 3* Un profesor y un alumno terminan enamorados, pero la historia hacia ese final feliz es una colección de drama y las actitudes más tóxicas que se puedan ver. Draco Malfoy: El hobbit de JRRTolkien - 5* Si alguien ha abandonado una causa con buena razón fue Bilbo en la Montaña Solitaria cuando los enanos parecían no entrar en razón. Y aún así no le falló a sus amigos, sino que fue el acto más sensato y valiente que podría haber hecho. Lucius Malfoy: Parachutes de Kelly Yang - 3* Los chinos ricos que tienen mucho dinero mandan a sus hijos a estudiar al extranjero, esos son los Parachutes. Pero claro un adolescente viviendo casi solo con muchísimo dinero a su disposición y en un cultura completamente extraña… muchas cosas pueden salir mal. Peter Pettigrew: Animal Farm de George Orwell - 5* Una rebelión protagonizada por animales de granja. Pareciera gracioso pero es una alegoría demasiado real y dolorosa de lo que pasa en muchos gobiernos aún hoy después de muchos años de publicada. Severus Snape: El castillo ambulante de Diana Wynne Jones - 4* Howl tiene muchísimos secretos. Uno de los primeros que conocemos es las múltiples personalidades que mantiene en distintos pueblos y para distintas personas (incluido el rey). Otro del que nos enteramos recién al final termina siendo confirmando que es un dulce y merecedor del amor de Sophie.

SNAPE: Tell Albus — tell Albus Severus — I’m proud he carries my name. Now go. Go.

SEVERUS SNAPE CONFIRMED AS HOGWARTS HEADMASTER “No!” said Ron and Hermione loudly.

Always," said Snape.

Bingo Octubre- Noviembre- Diciembre" Albus Dumbledore: Memorias del subsuelo. Pone en cuestionamiento la personalidad de las personas y cuestiona al formalismo ruso. Minerva Mcgonagall: Monologos de la vagina. Diferentes discurso de mujeres sobre sus experiencias con la vagina. Alastor Moody: El manifiesto Comunista. Marx critica al capitalismo y da sus pensamientos comunistas. Potter & Longbottom: Almendra. Yunjae, pierde a su abuela en un raro accidente y su madre cae en coma; asi èl tiene que enfrentarse solo a las dificultades de la vida. Sirius Black: Tres espejo; espada. Jin es un campesino que por las vueltas de la vida se convierte en un desertor y en consecuencia en el mejor pirata de la historia. Bemys & Nymphadora: Tres espejos: luna. Yue, es una jovencita de un pueblo de la antigua china, que se enamora de u granjero llamado Jian. Ella siendo de una clase mas alta. Familia Weasley: Mansfield Park. Fanny es una niña cuando sus tios con mejor posiciòn economica se la llevan a Mansfield park para darle una mejor educacion. Kingsley Shacklebolt: Sombra y Hueso. Alina Starkow no espera mucho de la vida hasta que un dia descubre que es una grisha y tiene que luchar contra el señor oscuro. Severus Snape: Quien sabe si mañana seguiremos aqui: Un asesino en serie, que sufre de alzheimer, esta seguro de que su hija esta de novia con otro asesino en serie y hace todo lo posible para salvarla.

Wrap up Bingo Mágico "La orden del Fénix" -Albus Dumbledore: Clásico que dé una lección o haga una crítica moral.⁣⁣ Persuasión 3/5 Es una linda historia, aunque me aburrió por momentos, te deja la enseñanza, que tenés que tener más confianza en vos qué en lo que te dicen los demás. -Minerva McGongall: Un libro feminista o que le dé visibilidad a la mujer.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Orgullo y Prejuicio 5/5⁣⁣ Es una historia clásica de amor, me gusto mucho Elizabeth, lo trascendental de la personalidad de Elizabeth, los cuestionamientos que hace al orden establecido, la rebeldía de una mujer que no quería casarse por comodidad, es muy fuerte y no se calla lo que piensa. Darcy un gran personaje.⁣ ⁣ -Alastor Moody: Un libro catalogado como polémico.⁣⁣ Mujercitas 3/5 Me gustó, pero no es de mis preferidos, fue un libro polémico, porque fue publicado, en una época que no se hablaba del feminismo, creo muchas controversias que a un existen. -Potter & Longbottom: Un libro en que la historia esté marcada por la tragedia.⁣⁣ Máscaras 5/5 Uno de mis libros favoritos, la historia de Fern, Ambrose y Bailey es hermosa, aunque me hace llorar mucho, es un lindo libro para que todos lean. -Sirius Black: Un libro con un protagonista rebelde.⁣⁣ La indomable Sophia 5/5 Me rei mucho con Sophia como se revelaba a las costumbres machistas de su familia, y sobre todo del pobre Charles, que quería domarla, y no lo conseguía. ⁣⁣ -Remus y Tonk: Un romance en el que los protagonistas sean de diferentes culturas (o haya prejuicio sociales de por medio).⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Por siempre felices, Cinder y Ella 5/5 Me gustó mucho la historia de Ella y Brian (Cinder), lo bueno que es Brian para Ella, como la ayuda enfrentándose a todos los idiotas de Hollywood y al padre de Ella, es una buena lectura para que lean -Familia Weasley: Un libro en el que la trama afecte a toda una familia.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Hasta que deje de doler 5/5⁣⁣ Violeta y Vincent, se convirtieron en unas de mis parejas favoritas, los ame a ambos. Me entristeció y enterneció como sufrió toda la familia de Vincent, al verlo tan decido a correr todos los riesgos para terminar con su vida. Violeta un gran personaje.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ -Kingsley Shaklebolt: Un libro en que el protagonista tenga cualidades de líder.⁣⁣ Belleza cruel 5/5 Nyx me encantó tiene muy buenas cualidades como líder, y me sorprendió como logró todo lo que se proponía. Me gustó la historia, tenía unos giros que no me esperaba. -Severus Snape: Un libro en el que el personaje que parecía malo resultase ser bueno.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ La bestia 5/5⁣⁣ Me gusto el libro, Kyle resultó ser bueno, al principio parecía un ser despreciable, pero no lo era, todo lo que hace por Will, Lindy y Magda es increible.

Wrap up Bingo "La Orden del Fénix" -Albus Dumbledore: Clásico que dé una lección o haga una crítica moral.⁣⁣ Persuasión 3/5 Es una linda historia, aunque me aburrió por momentos, te deja la enseñanza, que tenés que tener más confianza en vos qué en lo que te dicen los demás. -Minerva McGongall: Un libro feminista o que le dé visibilidad a la mujer.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Orgullo y Prejuicio 5/5⁣⁣ Es una historia clásica de amor, me gusto mucho Elizabeth, lo trascendental de la personalidad de Elizabeth, los cuestionamientos que hace al orden establecido, la rebeldía de una mujer que no quería casarse por comodidad, es muy fuerte y no se calla lo que piensa. Darcy un gran personaje.⁣ ⁣ -Alastor Moody: Un libro catalogado como polémico.⁣⁣ Mujercitas 3/5 Me gustó, pero no es de mis preferidos, fue un libro polémico, porque fue publicado, en una época que no se hablaba del feminismo, creo muchas controversias que a un existen. -Potter & Longbottom: Un libro en que la historia esté marcada por la tragedia.⁣⁣ Máscaras 5/5 Uno de mis libros favoritos, la historia de Fern, Ambrose y Bailey es hermosa, aunque me hace llorar mucho, es un lindo libro para que todos lean. -Sirius Black: Un libro con un protagonista rebelde.⁣⁣ La indomable Sophia 5/5 Me rei mucho con Sophia como se revelaba a las costumbres machistas de su familia, y sobre todo del pobre Charles, que quería domarla, y no lo conseguía. ⁣⁣ -Remus y Tonk: Un romance en el que los protagonistas sean de diferentes culturas (o haya prejuicio sociales de por medio).⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Por siempre felices, Cinder y Ella 5/5 Me gustó mucho la historia de Ella y Brian (Cinder), lo bueno que es Brian para Ella, como la ayuda enfrentándose a todos los idiotas de Hollywood y al padre de Ella, es una buena lectura para que lean -Familia Weasley: Un libro en el que la trama afecte a toda una familia.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Hasta que deje de doler 5/5⁣⁣ Violeta y Vincent, se convirtieron en unas de mis parejas favoritas, los ame a ambos. Me entristeció y enterneció como sufrió toda la familia de Vincent, al verlo tan decido a correr todos los riesgos para terminar con su vida. Violeta un gran personaje.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ -Kingsley Shaklebolt: Un libro en que el protagonista tenga cualidades de líder.⁣⁣ Belleza cruel 5/5 Nyx me encantó tiene muy buenas cualidades como líder, y me sorprendió como logró todo lo que se proponía. Me gustó la historia, tenía unos giros que no me esperaba. -Severus Snape: Un libro en el que el personaje que parecía malo resultase ser bueno.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ La bestia 5/5⁣⁣ Me gusto el libro, Kyle resultó ser bueno, al principio parecía un ser despreciable, pero no lo era, todo lo que hace por Will, Lindy y Magda es increible.

Who was the first person to get sorted into a Hogwarts house? 14 Which actor plays Professor Severus Snape?

It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.

but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo

Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t, but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo when he wants to,