My name is Severus Snape Prince, I am 50 years old, I was born in 1960, I died 38 years later but for purely magical reasons I was inert for twelve years, which leaves me with an annoyance to see modernity and its dirty problem of manners, something what I am adapting to, as I also do with technology.

 Simple thing to handle with my stupendous magic. I am young, do not call me old, you have to think that I do not age like a muggle, in the magical world I am a young man and dedicated to the study of potions and dark arts. I have no friends, only tools to fulfill my mission. 

I am Slytherin by birth and whoever says otherwise I disappear. 

At the retreat I am hunting stories that dare to describe my impeccable personality and distort it with inappropriate behavior, especially those where I disgustingly bond with my students. 

I will kill on the way unless you can advocate for your life by convincing me of something possible. 


Ad: I can give you tips on simple potions whenever I want.