Chapter 41

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When John returned upstairs, Snape was still standing in front of the cauldron, steam rising and swirling around the room, making his expression unclear.

John didn't say anything more and went back to his room to sleep tiredly.

The next day was the last holiday. The palliatives, enhancers and other magic potions were all prepared. John and Snape took advantage of this day to visit Harris in the hospital.

A silent coma spell was cast, and Harris fell asleep.

John stood guard at the door while Snape appeared inside and treated Harris.

——I originally wanted to teach John the spell and let him implement it. But since Snape can also do magic now, it is naturally best for him to do it.

John was guarding the door nervously, fearing that someone would come to visit Harris at this moment.

Fortunately, Merlin protected him, and Snape came out after only a short while.

"How is it? Is he okay?" John was worried.

"His physique has improved, and the fundamental cause of the disease has disappeared. Now he will be discharged after staying in the hospital for a while." Snape answered.

John thought so too.

If Harris is completely cured, it will definitely cause a sensation. But as it is now, it will be less noticeable.

"Then let's go back." John saw Snape's expression change and disappear. He quickly turned around and saw several familiar figures appearing at the corner of the corridor.

"Daniel, Emma, ​​you come to see Harris?" are the little actors of Harry and Hermione, and their families.

"Yes, John. I'm going back to the set tomorrow, so let's see Grandpa Harris again." Little Daniel said.

"Harris must have been sleepy just now. He fell asleep while talking. You guys go in, and I'll go back first." John smiled calmly on his face, but in his heart he shouted that it was a good thing - they had come earlier. , but it interrupted Snape's treatment.

After driving home, Snape appeared again, and the two of them walked into the entrance hall together.

Snape's identity was now clear, and he was no longer afraid of appearing in front of Mrs. Rouse and George.

At the dining table, George was writing furiously in a thick pile of documents as usual. Mrs. Laws was sitting in the living room, choosing dishes and watching TV. The atmosphere is cozy.

Hearing the sound of them entering the door, they both looked towards the entrance.

"Ah, you're back. What would you like to eat for lunch?" Mrs. Laws was okay and welcomed with a smile.

George now knew that this was John's relative, but his first impression of Snape was so bad that he still couldn't help but look at him unkindly.

"How about veal steak?" John suggested.

Being a carnivore, he couldn't get enough of the tender veal steak.

"And pasta, right?" Mrs. Laws said what John came down to say, "I know you like to mix it like this."

"What about Sebastian?" She turned to Snape with a questioning look.

Snape's surprised expression flashed away and he said calmly: "I can do it."

"Don't be embarrassed, just tell me what you want to eat." Mrs. Rouse winked at Snape.

Snape looked at her speechlessly.

"Ahem...Mrs. Rolls, just do as I say." John quickly coughed dryly, interrupting Mrs. Rolls.

Just kidding, Snape didn't look embarrassed.

"Okay, then it's veal steak with pasta for lunch."

"Wait a minute!" George couldn't help but put down his pen and protested, "What about me? Mrs. Laws, you haven't asked me yet!"

Mrs. Laws was disgusted. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You didn't ask me to urge you ten or eight times to eat. When you were so busy, you even talked about going on a diet. Do you think you are Sherlock Holmes? It's useless to ask you."

George was poked. At the critical moment, his voice suddenly dropped, and he couldn't say anything.

"By the way, John, someone called the landline just now and said it was Ms. Li from the Flower Country." Mrs. Laws suddenly remembered.

"From the flower grower...Ms. Li?" John stopped his smile and repeated in confusion.

The flower-growing country was the country of his previous life, and it is still buried deep in his heart.

Are you here to ask for authorization again? Or what to do?

John asked for his phone number and called back.

He decided that he would agree to any ordinary request. This is the first thing that comes from my hometown in my previous life.

John walked out of the entrance hall to answer the phone. He glanced back and saw Mrs. Laws saying something enthusiastically to Snape. The professor had a sullen face and was not used to such enthusiasm, but he resisted and did not go upstairs.

The call was connected.

"Hello, Ms. Li, I'm John Snape." John said in Chinese instead.

The female voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little surprised: "Ah, hello! I'm Li Xiaoyi. You speak Chinese really well."

"I'm very interested in growing flowers, so I learned some. Today you called my home, I don’t know what’s going on?”

John said in Chinese. He heard the man hesitate in speaking, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Actually..." Li Xiaoyi's voice was a little hesitant, but she soon made up her mind, "I hope you don't think I'm joking, please listen to me..."

"Please tell me." John's curiosity Got hooked.

"I am the founder of a toothpaste company in China. The latest company has developed a new type of toothpaste. This toothpaste will have a great therapeutic effect on oral problems. However, there is a problem with the company's capital chain, and it will not be able to support it soon. Yes...so I want to ask you...please..."

"Can I inject capital?" John asked in disbelief.

This thing sounds so ridiculous, mainly because it has nothing to do with him.

"Excuse me, why did you find me?" John asked. Could it be that this man was desperate and saw that his movie was making a lot of money... That's too ridiculous...

"Well... yes." The female voice couldn't hide her shame and said quickly, "I found you. Because...because of Professor Snape!"

"Snape!" John was shocked.

He thought about Snape always going out with his wand in the past few days and disappearing for a day and a half. Does this have anything to do with him? Does the toothpaste company have something he wants? Potion ingredients?

In just a few seconds, John's mind raced and he thought of a lot of ideas.

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