Finally a fic, in which Professor Snape's teaching abilities get a well-deserved respect.

[elanor_x]

The Reunion.

The author: Ferry.    

Humor||gen||G||chapters:1|| publishing date: 28.04.06

The original fic in Russian: here.

 

-Nev, and what do you think?

The head was already buzzing from the drink and a great fiat of will was needed to retrace the topic of the conversation and understand what he was asked about at all.     

-  McGonagall, of course!

- No, Ron, as a teacher Professor Flitwick is significantly…

- In my opinion, better than Professor Lupin…

-  Whatever you say, but Divination…
- Nev, and what do you think? Who was the best teacher in our generation?

He blinked a few times to focus his stare on the flushed Finnigan's face, shrugged his shoulders and gave out:

- Professor Snape.

And immediately the buzzing in the ears intensified:

- Ough… For crying out loud!

- This greasy rascal?!

- No, Nev, out of all people-you?!

After meeting with a squall, he took his coffee cup, put it on the plate upside down and accurately placed it in the middle of the table. Hermione caught the falling bottle.

- Here. Can you transfigure it into a hedgehog?

- "Urr…", Ron, returning to the old habit, thrust a hand into his red hair, which greatly thinned out on the top during the last years, "well, we have already drunk so much…"

- Fine. And charm it to sing "The fire burn, the cauldron boil"?

Hermione took out a wand, but paused, frowning:

- I am not sure about the second syllable… We need to check in "Basic charms"…

 - "Well," Neville turned the cup back and put it in front of Lavender. Harry with grace of a professional seeker caught a cup with stickjaws.

- What will I do tomorrow morning?

Lavender squinted and concentrated on Neville's cup.

- "Having that morning-after feeling," murmured Harry.

Everybody laughed. Hermione skeptically looked at Harry.

- "And who remembers the recipe of the anti-hungover Potion?" he asked carelessly, taking back his cup from Lavender.

- "What is to remember! Only seven ingredients!" gave a snort of contempt Ron.

- "And there is no need to take into account the lunar phase," cheerfully added Parvati, "Only to steer anticlockwise…" she concluded considerably quieter.   

At the table in "Jolly Griffin" the silence deepened. Ron broke down first.

- No, I don't understand how did the nosed monster succeed to hammer this into us?!   

- "I don't understand something else," pensively said Hermione. "Why Neville alone could notice that?"

- "Why… Let's say, I had the opportunity to look at the situation from another side," answered the Herbology Professor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Neville Longbottom.  

 

Comments

[luciferry.livejournal.com]

Oh, my!
It's the first time my fic has been translated! :)))
And you know what? It's fun!

Ferry

Re: luciferry

[elanor-x.livejournal.com]

I am very glad you liked it.
It will be fun to see more of your works in the future.

[jedith.livejournal.com]

Do thank you for translating this!!! Good job, congratulations.

*вздыхает*
Хорошо переводите... Перевели бы "Сволочь", а? Моё любимое у Ферри... :)

Re: jedith

[elanor-x.livejournal.com]

I am a little confused why you want me to translate the fic, if you can read it in the original (which is always better).
This is one of the most chilling fics I have ever read:

>шестьдесят ударов сердца и пятнадцать вдохов в минуту… И ни тени разума в ярко-синих глазах.
На какое-то мгновение Снейпу даже показалось кощунственным выдавать это растение за инфантильного, безответственного, сверхэмоционального… и такого живого Блэка
>При достаточном объеме закладываемой в «куклу» информации – добиться практически полного сходства с оригиналом.

The idea is horrible.I can't imagine canon Sirius agreeing to help Snape in this procedure in spite of his love for Harry. After all:

>Какой ребенок, мечтающий о собаке, согласится на заколдованную плюшевую игрушку, даже если она тявкает, ластится и виляет хвостом? Да еще и точно копирует трагически погибшего питомца?
Только тот, который не будет знать о подмене.

Sirius would never lie to Harry, not even to make him happy. Dumbledore once said that the death was the next great adventure, he wouldn't agree to give Harry his doll & let him labor under the delusion that it's possible to "вернуть душу в готовое к употреблению тело". The idea is clever & original, the fic is certainly well-written… but I still hope Sirius would never agree to that either.