John was confused.
No matter how you look at the current situation... it looks like Severus helped him take off his clothes...
Cocoa... How is this possible?
He hurriedly put on his clothes and ran into the study, but he hesitated and couldn't ask any questions.
If it was really true - then with Snape's character, he would never answer, right?
Thinking of this, he walked in and sat down on the sofa.
Snape was sitting behind the desk reading a book without raising his head, showing no reaction to his arrival.
John stretched out his legs and turned into a slumped posture. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the news in all kinds of boredom.
Now that he is fine again, he can stay at home and relax - living a leisurely life like a retired old man.
The headline news is still about vicious dog attacks.
There have been as many as twenty or thirty incidents of vicious dog attacks on humans in London recently, and all those attacked died without exception. But those dogs are so elusive and come in so many varieties that the police haven’t caught them all yet.
John frowned. This matter seems to have been a big deal recently.
When Mrs. Rouse came back from shopping for groceries, she kept saying that the security in the area had been tightened by more than a point or two. But even so, everyone is still panicked and tries not to go out.
The city no longer allows stray cats and dogs to roam around, and they will be caught if they see them.
John had to think more. Could it be because of "Harry Potter" that some magical creatures also appear in reality?
But when he thought about large dogs, all he could think of was Sirius.
And Sirius would have to be crazy to do something like this.
Snape suddenly stood up, put his wand in his pocket, and walked out.
"Severus, where are you going?" John asked quickly.
Snape paused for a moment, without looking back, and said, "I don't seem to have any obligation to tell Mr. Snape the itinerary."
His tone was stiff, and John was confused.
What's going on here? Why did you suddenly use this tone again?
——And they usually act together.
There are definitely quirks.
John walked over and looked him up and down strangely.
"What happened?" he asked suddenly.
Snape frowned:
"I have to praise your sense of crisis, so that out of thin air -"
"Is it the Dark Mark?" John asked indifferently.
——Snape hasn't spoken so sarcastically in a long time.
The only abnormal thing that happened to him recently was the Dark Mark that morning.
John actually asked tentatively, but Snape looked at him and admitted.
"It's gotten darker lately," he said.
John didn't expect it to be true at all, and couldn't help being shocked:
"What?! But - how could it be!"
His expression became worried: "Could it be that... Voldemort will also appear? This will cause big trouble. "
Just think about that time, when Voldemort discovered that the world was actually full of Muggles and wanted to do something -
with John's half-knowledge and Snape's soul state, could they stop him!
Snape was used to hearing John address him directly as "Voldemort", and his expression didn't change.
"So you are going out now to look for clues or something? I'll go with you!" John said quickly.
It would be great fun if the professor went out alone and met Voldemort. John didn't know whether Snape would choose to go straight to work or go back to his old job of working as an undercover agent in order to obtain information.
Anyway, John really didn't want Snape to be undercover anymore, so he just confronted him. He felt that if he went to Hogwarts, he would definitely be a standard Gryffindor.
Then again, there's actually no point in going with John.
He just didn't want Snape to go alone.
——But in the final analysis, they didn't even know whether Voldemort was here or not, and they were already thinking so deeply.
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HP John Snape
FanfictionAuthor: Yue Banshi/月半時 Type: Danmei fanfiction Status: Chapter 151 Introduction to the work: A young man named John Snape traveled to a world without Harry Potter. Then write it and play Snape. The next thing he knew...he met the professor himself. ...