Professor Snape's face flushed crimson with anger, the veins on his forehead bulging. He brandished his wand wildly, looking for all the world like a rabid beast.
At this moment, he had completely lost his usual composure and majesty, a raging fury sweeping away every last shred of his reason.
Seeing that Snape was wielding his wand with such abandon it could practically pass for a rolling pin, Lin Shu dared not be careless. She hurried over, snatched the cauldron from the desk, and slammed it down over her head with a loud *clang*.
Chapter 110