The Half Blood Prince

The Half Blood Prince

There is nothing more invigorating or stunning than discovering enlightenment in those auspicious moments that proclaimed themselves unjust. My dear readers, this post is solely dedicated to my love for the tale of Harry potter. And my most beloved character—Severus Snape, the half blood prince.

It’s rather remarkable, how the splendid character of the potion brewer has been shunned away. On conversing with certain potter heads I often find them feeling pity for Severus. Sometimes abhorrence or desperation—which I feel is outrageous. The character of Severus Snape goes beyond that bitter, sneering potions master we know him to be.

There is something about his strut and effortless speeches. Puffed with chivalry attributing brilliance to his character. Like an individual who has known what he has done all his life. Aware of his intellectual superiority, the confidence of his perception.

“You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making. As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don’t expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses. . . I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death — if you aren’t as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach.”

Don’t you feel how effortlessly he distinguishes himself from the rest of the characters? And his love for this very subject is so evident you cannot help feeling awed. A teacher who manages to make students perceive the subject like himself is a mark of a true mentor.

Alan Rickman had me the very moment he eloquently stretched on with ‘Ensnaring the senses’. He was born to be Severus.

I encountered this one argument that said Snape never parted his knowledge of potions he discovered when he was 16. However, he preferred writing the steps on board. And somehow Hermione being the abode of sincerity, always got it right. Though during Slughorn’s classes, the students followed the instructions the book said and Hermione never got the potion right. So the half blood prince was indeed a generous soul in disguise.

And there is nothing sassier than a smug Snape with the daring Potter.

I find it rather justified, actually. Imagine containing years of malice against a blooper head you despised. And being under his debt for rescuing your own life for his own deceitful prank. And losing your only love in the universe to him. A man of such pain ought to have his share of amusement against another daring descent of that same blooper head.  Of course, perhaps the extremities aren’t worth being excused.

Severus is the personification of divine love. The affection that doesn’t demand itself back is the purest love someone can give someone else. And in such instances, forever doesn’t seem clichéd.  His dedication to Lily was enough to conquer the dark lord. For someone who had not known affection of any kind since childhood, the emotions discovered for someone else pure and genuine was sufficient to instill depth in a love deprived soul. His infatuation with dark arts was a representation of his upbringing. His preference for Lily was a justification of the right character, proper judgment, most of all, hope. And to lose the hope and live with that loss is supremely devastating. And to fight for love all along, till the last breath is a justification of his princely being.

The Half Blood Prince has been edited by Nidhi Shah.

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Prishanti Pathak

Prishanti Pathak - An Oxonian in making, with immense love for classic and feminist literature, and a true potter head.