Best Professor Snape Quotes Novels & Stories

“Some manage to put their theoretical knowledge to the test in practical classes, barely managing to correctly execute the components to create a spell. But even in those cases, as apprentices, you practice under the direction of the school teachers who never have the time or interest to explain the correct techniques for using magic. If you want my opinion, those old school teachers are just taking up space uselessly. " "And what about the headmaster of the school, Professor Theodria?" “He is the worst of all. Anything I have to say is a criminal waste of the air we breathe, if you ask me, which, I hasten to add before you look at me like that again, is what you have done. You asked me. " F

The same one sitting on the side of my ribs. Always. We got the tattoo because of Severus Snape. Well, not him but his quote. I used to read the Potter books to the boys. I stole the first one from a bookstore randomly one day and fell in love with the story. For a couple of hours, I could escape from my sorry ass life and into Harry's. I couldn't stop talking about it and after some convincing got the boys to read the first book. The boys gave me the rest of the series for my next birthday. And I read the rest of the books to them.Jem loved the Weasley twins. Hunter thought Snape should be fired and Ryder thought Dumbledore was the real villain. Shade had a crush on Ginny and came to pity t

” Smiling with triumph over my disappointment, he breezes through the door, leaving me all puzzled. "What—‘’ I watch after him with a baffled look. "What did he just say?" I burst into a ridiculous laugher, feeling my cheeks all hot and burning. Is he playing with me? Testing my crazed feelings? Why is he doing this? I huff, completely defeated. Why is it exciting, though, despite the odds? I laugh again, stupidly. However, when Dr. Snape's last words repeat in my head I quickly wipe off my laughter.

Theon “Oh, how noble of you,” the devil sneers, circling me. “Half-transformed already, I see. So, how do you plan to take me down this time? If I remember correctly, the last time you tried it, you failed.” He glances at the rest of the team. “In fact, all of you failed. Even you, famed Headmistress.” “True,” the Headmistress admits. “But you must’ve heard, people tend to learn from their mistakes. They rarely ever repeat them.”

"I'll prove to this arrogant cretin that I have a fantastic knowledge of French. We'll see who loses the battle." Meanwhile, the Professor continued to praise the other student. Let him go to hell with his French. "That's who you should take the example, Sinitsina! Sit down Raya, I give you the highest rating! I think this is the end of our lecture! And next time there will be a test on irregular verbs!" He saying goodbye to everyone, I've come up with a good plan. "Are you coming?" Tanya comes up to me, right after class, we were going to go shopping.

What am I even trying to say with this? The thought made my chest tighten. Professor Langley would have sighed, circled the page with red ink, and scrawled “Lacks emotional depth" in the margins. Again. I exhaled, rubbing my temples. Maybe I should just "Interesting technique are you Struggling?" The voice, deep and smooth as aged whiskey, came from just behind me. I startled, nearly knocking over my jar of brushes. Jerome Laurent stood close enough that I could see the flecks of amber in his dark eyes.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

He didn’t say a word. Didn’t need to. He simply bowed his head down. The professor clapped once. “Splendid!” The quirky professor spun with a flourish, his violet coat flaring like a stage curtain. He now faced the boy standing calmly in the back—Elarion. “Now, now, now... Tower boy,” he said, tilting his head, a teasing lilt curling every word. “Would you mind disabling those delightful little explosion spells you planted on the three? Unless, of course, murdering someone is part of your morning ritual.”

And to say I had been accusing the professor wrongly. My mind drifted to our last and only conversation. "Have we met before?" I had asked. In response, he said, and quite rudely might I add, "Bold of you to assume I'd remember." before he strode away. My blood boiled at the reminder. How could someone be so full of themselves and still get to be a professor? Teachers were supposed to be gentle sweet-talkers. Right? Except the few Severus Snape candidates. But Professor Valerious was entirely on a different level.

I just didn't ask what business. "He was hovering over Nicholas but the snake's fangs didn't work on Sir Nicholas why Sir Denver was the one that got bitten." I laugh a little at the terms she uses. "Sir Denver was stung, the poison worked on him." She stared at me. Sighed before speaking again. "So don't think that Nicholas cheated on you. Ask him, make him clear his self on you. But you don't need that. If you don't believe him, believe in me. But if it's still not enough, I'll try to make a poison that can reveal all of Nicholas's secrets. Whatever you'll ask he'll surely answer it honestly. I just don't know if Professor Snape will give me that poison. He's stingy."