Report to the Board of Governors, Hogwarts School of Magic, for 1988-89
Potions — Severus Snape
Hogwarts received an excellent boost in reputation by the appointment of one of Professor Snape's former students, Gerard Peterson, to the position of Potions Master at Durmstrang. Reports from our colleagues at Durmstrang have been excellent.
In addition, five graduates of Hogwarts were accepted as trainee Aurors thanks in part to their brilliant Potions NEWTS. While Professor Snape's refusal to take NEWTs students who have not achieved an Outstanding level in their OWLs has been criticised by many, it has given him the time to concentrate on those students he does have to ensure they have the highest possible results.
Professor Snape has also led Slytherin once more to the Quidditch Cup, with a brilliant win against Hufflepuff. The morale of Slytherin House is at the highest it's been (*** this section struck out *** since Lord Voldemort's demise ***) in many years.
The Daily Prophet - excerpt from Muggle Matters
The request from several of the Leaky Cauldron's patron to install a tullyvissin has been rejected on the basis that such Muggle appliances have no place in a proper wizarding pub. Also, the logistics are impossible - electrickery would have to be installed as well, and we all know how dangerous that is. Tom at the Cauldronhas made the right decision, and those wizards who want to watch Muggle events can do it outside.
Excerpt from the diary of Severus Snape, August 1989
That Wood is going to be a pain later on, I can tell.
Spent half the year fending off advances from Sally Wintringham. Idiot. She seemed to think that by sucking up to me, I'd give her special marks on her OWLs. Giving her brother extra detentions helped heaps — no more scented boxes of chocolates outside my door. That's the first student crush I've had to deal with. Shame. The chocolates were nice. She still passed her Potions — got an E. Didn't think she had it in her.
Go fucking LIVERPOOL!
Best moment: Sneaking out on Eurovision night to watch it at a hotel room Lucius booked. Who'd have thought a bunch of blokes could enjoy a night like that?
Worst moment: Some bint winning Eurovision for Switzerland. Screeched like a harpy she did. She should have been thrown off a boat or something when she was born. We had a real chance, we did, it was a bloody good song, and that bitch isn't even Swiss. Ruined the whole night for me. Although I probably shouldn't have spilled my wine on the couch. Or sprinkled glitter on Lucius. I really shouldn't drink his bloody wine either. Narcissa thinks it was some idiot Ministry meeting.