HP John Snape

Chapter 2

John's heart tightened. He saw Chris behind the machine in the distance, staring at the screen without blinking, with a group of people standing behind him. They seemed unaware.

The producer David turned his head from a distance, met his eyes, and then frowned. It seemed that he was not in a good mood.

What happened? Could it have something to do with the wand he requested?

John squeezed through the crowd, and he heard people suddenly making a sound, the clicking sound of the machine changing its direction, and after the crisp sound, there were the whispers, jeers and whistles of many young actors - this represented another The camera started rolling.

-Okay, but he doesn't care about that right now.

John hurriedly squeezed through the crowd to where Will was, giving him a puzzled expression.

The brown-haired young man was forced to not speak here, so he had to take out his mobile phone and write on the memo:

"John, there is something wrong with your wand." Naik said that he tried his best and couldn't put the snake's nerves in. "

Nike is an old craftsman responsible for making wands.

John responded with an expression of disbelief. He took his mobile phone and wrote:

"...What's going on? He is a craftsman who has worked in an old object store for decades."

Will scratched his hair and wrote in distress:

"I I couldn’t believe it, so I went to see it on site. But Nike couldn’t even use the stupidest method to stick the snake’s nerves into the rod body! He thought this situation was amazing

! Is there really nothing you can do?" John struggled.

"Yes, John, I think we have to give up that plan."

John was very disappointed:

"Well, the wand should be made as before... It's just right. We don't have to let the audience think that we have changed the wand. The first one didn’t match up or anything.”

He comforted Will, and he was also comforting himself.

Will observed his expression, thought for a moment and continued typing on his phone:

"Nike thought that you should see that somewhat magical wand for yourself. So I brought it, and it's yours."

What? No no no.

John was surprised.

He wanted to politely refuse.

But there was a weird wand...

While he was hesitating, Will had carefully pressed down on the backpack to prevent the metal buckle from making any noise, and then carefully took out the contents.

It was a black... birch wood wand. Unlike the polished smoothness of the previous prop wand, the corners of this wand were very rough, and patches of peeling white could still be seen. There was something thin attached to the bottom of the wand, hanging softly in Will's palm.

John recognized what it was immediately.

No doubt - snake nerves.

They actually found such a thing! ! He thought it was just...just a joke or something to replace it with!

Merlin! Should we be glad that Snape's wand core wasn't dragon nerves or phoenix feathers?

"And this, the knob cover at the bottom of the staff." Will gestured to a small wooden cover with his eyes. It was probably that Naik had planned to wait for the snake's nerves to be put into the back of the staff and then screw it on from the bottom.

John was a little overwhelmed and took the wand, the soft snake nerve, and the bottom cover.

He hesitated for a moment, squeezed back through the crowd, quietly opened the door a crack again, and squeezed out.

Outside the cafeteria are spacious corridors and lush green plants, with no students in sight. This area is probably closed off for the time being.

John glanced around cautiously - he didn't know why he was so sneaky.

Very good, not a soul in sight.

He walked outside, leaned against a pillar not far away, and looked at the wand in his hand.

...It does feel strange to the touch.

Although the snake's nerves are soft, they are quite flexible. You can straighten them by twisting them and then stuff them into the body of the staff.

John was a little surprised and couldn't believe that he had done it like this. He carefully tightened the round button cover at the bottom of the wand... Very good, the wand is now finished.

...Is this the magic wand that even Naik can't handle? Is this a joke? Today is not April Fool's Day.

John was a little confused. But when he subconsciously held the wand, he felt a strange feeling.

...Really, it's like being connected by blood. It felt amazing.

Just like if he wanted to release a "clear water like a spring", he would really succeed.

John immediately scanned the surroundings again, but saw no one and no camera. But he didn't dare take the chance.

A sight flashed past and quickly disappeared.

"Wait, who is it?" John was so frightened that his heart beat loudly, and he subconsciously clenched the wand.

He didn't think it was just his illusion.

Because he was basically not wrong. Surely, someone nearby saw him.

John was just glad he didn't actually try the spell.

"Who is it? Come out." He emphasized his tone and his face darkened.

There was silence for a while, and then a rustling sound came from the grass. A black figure gradually appeared in his sight.

"Well...why are you holding...my wand."

His tone was indifferent and guarded. This was a thin man, wearing a black wizard robe, with obsidian eyes staring at him.

"..." John's face went blank due to surprise, and he seemed equally indifferent and gloomy.

In fact, his heart clenched.