Professor Sood at the front of the Potions , his bck robes billowing around him as he paced. His sharp gaze swept over the students gathered before him, and a hush fell upon them. "Today," he began in his deep voice, "we will be discussing b safety." He paused to let that sink in before tinuing, "Potions be dangerous if not handled correctly, so it is of utmost importahat you all pay attention during this lesson."

  Snape's gaze settled on Luna Lovegood for a moment before moving on. "Css," he said sternly, his voice eg through the room, "I must warn you now: do not ask questions until after I have finished speaking and no asking irrelevant or stupid questions." The css looked at Luna slightly fused before surugging it off as Snapes hatred of Gryphindoors. .

  Luna raised her hand, seeming almost ung of the dungeon bat’s sensibilities, as she sought permission to speak despite the warning. Snape looked at her disapprovingly but called upon her heless. "Yes, Miss Lovegood?" he asked begrudgingly.

  "What happens if one actally asks a stupid question?” Luna asks a rather smug grin on her fabsp;

  Snape's eyes narrowed as he gred at Luna, but before he could respond, audent raised their hand. "Professor," the student said, trying to redirect the attention away from Luna. "What should we do if a potion spills on the floor?"

  With a deep breath, Snape posed himself “Okay, new rule no questions.” Sates

  With a deep breath, Professor Snape posed himself and addressed the css. "If a potion spills on the floor," he said sternly, "it is essential that you report the i immediately to your professor or teag assistant." He paused for a moment before adding, "Do not attempt to up the spill yourself. The sequenixiain potions be disastrous and potentially dangerous."

  Snape's gaze swept over the css, ensuring they were all paying attention. "Now," he tinued, "as for your previous question, Miss Lovegood..." He paused, taking a moment to collect himself before tinuing. "While there is no official punishment for asking a stupid question, I must remind you that our time in this is valuable. Please try to think carefully before speaking."

  He looked around the room, making eye tact with each student as he said, "Now let's move on and focus on today's lesson about b safety. Remember, your well-being and the well-being of those around you are our top priorities in this css."

  Snape picked up a vial of potion from the table and held it up for the css to see. "This," he said, his voice eg through the room, "is a simple infusion of Mandrakes and Wolfsba may seem harmless enough, but if not prepared or handled correctly, it have devastating sequences."

  He set the vial down oable and walked around to demonstrate proper potion-making teiques. "Always ehat you have a clear workspace," he said as he arranged his ingredients methodically. "Keep your wand hand free from obstru and maintain focus throughout the entire process."

  Snape demonstrated how to mix the potions, carefully measuring eagredient and stirring the mixture at specifitervals. "Never rush when brewing potions," he warned. "Take your time and be precise in your movements. A single misstep lead to disastrous results."

  He then moved on to discussing safety precautions. "Always rotective gear, such as gloves and goggles, while w with potions," Snape instructed. "And aste a inplete potion unless you are absolutely certain of its tents and how it reacts with its reagents aants.”

  Snape tinued his lecture on b safety by expining the importance of proper ste and disposal methods for potions. "Never leave your potions or cauldrons unattended, especially if they are still in progress," he said sternly. "And always dispose of unused or expired potions acc to the guidelines provided in your text books. If it there is anything unclear please ask me. Just know that I will be very cross with any one of you if you do not pay attention in the lecture portion and proceed to make mistakes in the b."

  He looked around the room o time before summarizing his points. "Remember, Hogwarts is the safest school in the world," Snape said. "It did not get that way alone following these guidelines and respeg the power of magic, you ensure a safe enviro for everyone in this ."

  Luna just sits back with a small smile this ehing was different from the books but it was nice because potions was being more treated as a chemistry css rather than snape ranting about his mastery in potions… Maybe he just hated harry that much.

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  Harry walked up to the blonde ,”Daphne Greengrass.” Harry states bluntly

  “Potter,” she greeted him coolly, the toypical of a Slytheri g the venom he often expected from others in her house. There was a hint of curiosity in her voice, though—perhaps even a trace of warmth.

  “Greengrass,” Harry replied, his voice steady despite his mind already running a million miles an hour if luna was different she may be too. He g the book in her hands. “I see you’ve found the one book in this entire library that talks about Equestria.”

  Daphne’s lips curved into a small, knowing smile. “You’re looking into it too, I assume?” She tilted her head slightly, as if sidering him. “Iing. Why are you looking for Equestria”

  “Looking for a fairy tale?” Harry asks intrigued. Of course he was looking for it but it robably better for everyoo assume it was fake.

  Daphne’s eyes narrowed slightly at Harry's question, her expression unreadable. She held the book a little closer, as if weighing his words carefully. “Fairy tale?” she repeated, her tone carrying a hint of skepticism. “You’re the one who came all the way to this dusty er of the library, Potter. Doesn’t seem like the kind of thing you’d do for a simple “fairy tale”.”

  Harry shrugged, trying to keep his tone casual despite the iy of his curiosity. “Sometimes the old stories hold more truth than people realize. But it’s just as likely to be another colle of myths. Thought it might be worth a look.”

  Daphudied him for a moment, her gaze sharp. “Maybe. Or maybe you know something I don’t.” She gnced down at the book, her firag the faded silver lettering on the cover. “The icles of Equestria,” she said softly.

  Harry watched her carefully. There was something about the way she was ag, She was digging for something, just like him. But why? What did Daphne Greengrass know about Equestria, and why was she ied in it? That had never happened in the previous timelines.

  “What’s your i in it?” he asked, leaning forward slightly. He wasn’t sure if pushing her for answers was the best approach, but she did always tend to like straight foward questions and answers.

  “I’m not sure I’m going to share,” Daphne said, a pyful smile tugging at her lips. “And I think I’ll be keeping the book for myself.”

  Daphne’s smile grew more mischievous as she leaned forward, closing the distaween them. “You know, Potter,” she began, her voice smooth and teasing, “I’ve always heard yood at solving mysteries. So how about you solve this one first?” She paused, letting her words hang in the air before tinuing. “Why am I looking into Equestria?”

  Before Harry could respond, Daphurned on her heel and began to walk away, swaying her hips just enough to catch his attention. She gnced back over her shoulder, her eyes twinkling with challenge and amusement. “Figure that out,” she called back, her voice lilting, “and maybe I’ll let you have the book.”

  Harry groaned internally he could take a good guess and he was going to have to before she left if he wahat book.

  “Greengrass family blood curse, and your younger sister Astoria.” Harry calls out after her causing the bloo pause fully.

  Daphne froze mid-step, her pyful demeanor slipping for just a fra of a sed as Harry’s words hung in the air. Slowly, she turned back to face him, her expression carefully posed, but her eyes betraying a flicker of surprise—and perhaps something deeper.

  “That’s quite the guess, Potter,” she said, her voice steady, and wand already leveled at him.

  Daphne’s eyes narrowed as she studied him. “How do you know about the curse?” she asked, her voice ced with suspi and curiosity.

  Harry simply shrugged, trying to maintain a casual demeanor. “I’ve been around long enough to pick up on things,” he replied, keeping his toral. “Some secrets aren’t as well-guarded as people think.”

  Daphne’s eyes fshed with a mix of anger aermination. “It was Luna, wasn’t it? Guess otter,” she practically spat, her voice edged with bitterness.

  Harry frowned, unsure of where this sudden hostility was ing from. “What?” he asked, trying to keep his tone even.

  “You and your wife are missing dionight,” Daphne decred, her tone leaving no room fument. “Empty ohird floor—the same ohat Cerberus was in st year. You’re meetihere with her, no exceptions.”

  Harry’s brows furrowed, realizing that whatever Daphne had in mind, it wasn’t going to be a simple versation. But before he could respond, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving him standing there with the a book in his hands and a sinking feeling in his chest.

  This wasn’t just about the book or the curse anymore.

  “What in the fuck did I stumble upon? Curse my Potter luck.” Harry states leaving the library with the book.