HP John Snape

Chapter 49

Even after saying that, Snape became uneasy for longer and longer.

John didn't notice. He has been very busy recently -

Warner Bros. has been arranging the promotion of The Secret Room since mid-March in preparation for its release in the middle of the year. They are also busy looking for a new director and preparing to shoot the third part.

From this point of view, although the Harry Potter series is said to be released every six months, in fact, every few months, the crew has to reunite to film a movie.

When filming the third film, Chris was no longer the director. He was so sad that he took David to drink with him several times.

"I really don't want to leave the set -" Chris cried and howled while holding the wine bottle.

But John was helpless - it was a custom in the UK to change directors when making movies. He can't change.

The only thing he needs to pay attention to is that after drinking with Chris, he must not lose consciousness when he is drunk.

——John didn’t drink much before. Although everyone drinks after coming here, he drinks more restrainedly. Therefore, his drinking capacity is not very good. The wine is fine, and he is not drunk--

but he is chatty!

...Although he tried his best to drink less, he ended up drinking a little too much.

The three of them were walking on the street at night, finishing their drinks and getting ready to break up.

A swaying David slapped his chest as he sent a drunken Chris back. Compared to them, John was quite normal - at least he could still stand well, but there was a little more blush on his face.

"Be careful on the road. I'll go back by myself." John cheered up and said.

He felt that his tongue was a little weak. Although he could stand now, he must be shaking when he walked. His mind was also very confused...

After Chris and David walked away, Snape reluctantly appeared and supported John.

John immediately leaned half of his body on him, shaking and trying to steady himself, but to no avail.

"Severe...Less." John stuttered, turned his head and smiled stupidly at Snape, "I'm sorry, I'm a little...unsteady."

"You're standing...so stable...eat tonight Are you full?"

John put his arm around Snape's shoulders and held him close. He continued with a silly smile, "You can't eat with me when we usually go out to parties, so I... I hate parties. Today is... really..."

He paused, his mind suddenly went blank, and he couldn't think of any adjectives.

"What... what is it?"

Snape frowned, unable to lift the drunken John off his body. The veins on his forehead were twitching, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Push away."

"Ah, yes!" John suddenly realized, "I really can't shirk it today..."

"Also... the weather is still so cold, don't always rely on your soul and body to always... always wear so thin..."

He muttered Mumbling and talking about all kinds of trivial things. Snape endured it for a while, but he couldn't stand the nagging in his ear, so he lowered his voice and hissed: "Mr. Snape - can't you just be quiet for a while?"

John saw that he was angry, so he obediently stopped talking.

But his eyes stayed on Snape's face, and he couldn't get enough of it.