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The explosion rocked the dungeon, sending a cloud of green smoke billowing from Fred G Weasley’s cauldron. The class erupted into chaos—some students ducking under desks, others laughing as Professor Snap swept in like an angry storm.

“Weasley,” Snap hissed, flicking his wand to dispel the smoke, revealing Fred covered in what looked suspiciously like melted licorice. “Ten points from Gryffindor for your incompetence. And if I have to witness another one of your ‘experiments,’ you will be banned from my class.”

Fred, wiping his face with his sleeve, only grinned. “Bit harsh, Professor. I was testing a theory.”

“Your ‘theory’ has resulted in the destruction of school property,” Snap said, eyeing the scorched table. Then, his gaze snapped to you. “And you. Since you seem to find Potions so amusing, you will be tutoring Weasley until he ceases to be a danger to himself and others.”

You blinked. “What?”

Fred turned to you, eyes twinkling with mischief. “Looks like you’re stuck with me, love.”

You groaned. This was going to be a nightmare.

Or at least, that’s what you thought.

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