HP John Snape

Chapter 56

There was a sound of the door opening in the entrance hall, and George hurried over to greet it, ready to complain about how hungry he was.

"John! Do you know what time it is-" George's words stopped abruptly.

He stared at the two people covered in blood in disbelief, and stammered: "What - what's going on!"

Snape just came in with John in his arms with a numb expression, without saying a word.

"What's wrong, George? Are John and Sebastian back?" Mrs. Laws in the kitchen poked her head out with a smile, and her expression suddenly froze.

"John?!" She suddenly screamed, ran over quickly, and looked at Snape's arms helplessly.

When she and George saw John's empty eyes clearly, Mrs. Laws couldn't help sobbing, and asked sadly: "What on earth... happened?"

"What happened?" George also asked anxiously. .

Snape looked at them - both faces were full of sorrow and urgency, with underlying anger.

He moved his lips and finally uttered two words: "Vicious dog."

Mrs. Laws shook.

"But - hasn't the vicious dog disappeared for more than a year?" George gritted his teeth and sat down on the chair dejectedly.

Snape ignored them. He carried John straight upstairs and back to the bedroom.

The light in the bedroom was as warm as ever, and Snape could think of the memories of him and John in this room on many nights.

"Heal quickly."

He took out his wand and pointed at the wound on John's neck.

The wound began to visibly become smaller.

"Heal quickly...heal quickly." He recited it a few more times, and did not stop until John's neck became intact and the wound completely disappeared.

Snape took off all John's clothes, then wet the towel and wiped the blood on his body.

This time he did it very naturally, no awkwardness at all.

His eyes flickered, and Snape remembered the last time he took off John's clothes, and he had been struggling and distressed for a long time.

Now it seems... In fact, he didn't mind at all.

After wiping the blood on John's body, he took out a set of clean clothes from the closet and put them on John gently.

After doing this, he sat in silence and had time to think about what to do next.

Snape pursed his lips sternly.

Vicious dogs.

Mystery man.

The Dark Lord...

kill him!

He tightened his grip on the wand, filled with murderous intent.

There was a knock on the door, and George's upper body leaned in, looking at Snape uneasily: "...Sebastian, have something to eat."

Snape frowned, and just as he was about to refuse, George said again: "We still have to discuss John's... funeral arrangements."

Snape swallowed back the unsaid words, stood up, and followed George downstairs.

The meal prepared by Mrs. Laws was already on the table.

The three people sat opposite each other, but no one moved the tableware.

After a while, Mrs. Laws's eyes became red and swollen. He must have been crying very sadly just now.

She first said: "John's parents passed away just a few years ago, and he suddenly...buried him next to his parents."

She asked Snape inquiringly.

Because nominally, only Snape has a relationship with John.

Snape looked a little haggard, but still expressionless, and he nodded.

"John hired me to cook for him and clean the room. I will have to move away in the future." Mrs. Laws said sadly.

Snape nodded again without holding back.

"It stands to reason that from now on this house and the publishing house will be left to you. Because you are his last relative." George also said, "I suggest you keep me and continue to manage the publishing house, and I also want to help John ...Take care of the publishing house."

Snape nodded again, a trace of discomfort flashing in his obsidian eyes.

John just... died.

They discussed transferring everything to him, which made him feel very sad.

After hearing what they said, Snape went back to the upstairs bedroom and sat next to John.

——After killing the Dark Lord, he will give the sixth book manuscript to George and ask him to publish it.

Snape looked at John and thought quietly.

People will hate him so much that they will make him disappear.

By then, he could go and stay with John.

...

This evening, the Harry Potter crew released a piece of news that shocked the world -

John Snape, the best-selling author of the "Harry Potter" series and the actor of Professor Snape, passed away today. Wan was attacked by a vicious dog and died as a result!

Chris, David, Maggie and others who were the first to receive the news hurriedly called John, but the phone remained unreachable.

——George, who delivered the news on his behalf, only told Warner Bros., asking them to publish the news, and then turned off his phone.

...Tonight, he was so exhausted that he didn't want to receive any inquiries.

Snape kept looking at John. He remained expressionless, but his eyes showed deep sadness.

The silver-white Thestrals surrounded them and circled slowly in the room.

It was another long, almost stagnant night.

Suddenly there was a faint sound behind him. Snape's eyes changed. He clenched his wand and turned around quickly. He lowered his voice and shouted angrily, "Who!"

- No matter what it was, it was unforgivable to disturb John's peace!

A vague shape appeared in the air, the outline of a person.

A few seconds later, a familiar figure appeared in the room -

John stood in front of him alive, looking at him blankly.

"Sev...Severus?" John in front of him shouted in disbelief.

Snape resisted the urge to turn his head and look at the bed, and instead pointed his wand at the person in front of him.

"I don't care where you come from or whatever..."

Snape's voice was as low as a whisper, hissing like a snake, obviously extremely furious.

"You are not allowed to become like John!"

He shouted sternly: "Avada Kedavra!"

The fatal green light shot out from the tip of the staff and passed through the chest of John in front of him.