CHAPTER 3:
A.N: Sorry about the format. I don't know what's wrong with my computer.
Again I do not own Harry Potter. There are no words to describe you if you
think I do. Here's a list of reasons I'm not J.K. Rowling:
I'm not British.
I'm 13 years old.
My name's not J.K. Rowling.
If you still think I'm lying, I really can't come up with a term to
describe your level of intelligence.
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*Snape's Potion's Class*
All- Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
Snape- Shut up you stupid gits! This class doesn't involve foolish wand
waving, silly incantations, and I wish it didn't include you bunch of
worthless filth. I can teach you to bottle fame, brew glory, ensnarl the
senses, and even put a stutter in death. If you shut up and bow down to me
it is 1% possible you can achieve this. Now everyone bow down to your
master and chant- -
Hermione- Excuse me, Professor, but communism in the classroom was banned
from Hogwarts in 1728 to reassure the safety of the - -
Snape- Shut up Potter!
Hermione- Professor, I'm not Potter, I'm Hermione Ann Granger! Why doesn't
anyone care enough to know my name? *cries*
Snape- SHUT UP POTTER!!
*Hermione runs out of the class crying and heading to the bathroom*
Snape- WOO HOO!! That's the 7,258,935 child to run out of my dungen in a
hysterical rage of tears! McGonagall will never catch up with me now!
*makes mark on chart*
Harry- Snape, since I'm the famous Harry Potter, don't you think that I
should give 10 galleons to every person in Gryffndor in this dungen instead
of you teaching us crap?
Snape- Shut up Potter. You too Longbottom!
Neville- What did I do to deserve this? *crys and runs out of dungen*
Snape- WOO HOO!! Another one for me!
A/N: Hope u liked it. Plz r&r! *_*