HP John Snape

Chapter 63

It seemed that he was thinking all day long, and that night, John had a dream.

He dreamed that he was an ordinary Gryffindor student at Hogwarts, probably a senior year. I go to Snape's Potions class every week.

Snape treated him like any other student, treating him strangely and indifferently, deducting his points mercilessly, and mocking him sarcastically.

John felt that he was hopeless.

——Even so, he actually found Severus particularly charming.

Although he wanted to deduct points as much as possible so that Snape could confine him. But knowing that Snape hated people who didn't complete the potion seriously, he could only resist that thought and try his best to make the potion.

The present moment in the dream is Harry Potter's sixth grade.

John met the big boy who Snape secretly paid attention to - Harry Potter.

He felt very sour in his heart, and it was nothing more than overturning the jealousy jar.

- Harry Potter is said to have taken up all of Snape's confinement time.

It is said that the Malfoy boys have been very irritable lately.

It was said that Snape and Dumbledore seemed to have had a huge argument, which the Harry trio discussed in hushed tones after they returned to the common room.

——Snape didn't want to do it anymore. And Dumbledore said forcefully that this was what he agreed to do.

John's expression was very deep.

Severus didn't want to continue what?

This is obvious.

So is it time for Dumbledore to ask Snape to kill him?

John's first reaction was to prevent this from happening. He couldn't let Severus carry such a burden again.

But if he breaks the Unbreakable Curse, Severus will die.

John didn't know what to do.

...Why does he appear here?

John woke up suddenly.

The room was very quiet, except for his rapid breathing and a slight breathing sound beside him.

It was still dark, and it was pitch black outside the window, with only the small half moon glowing faintly in the sky. It was probably late at night.

John didn't have a wand, so he didn't know what time it was.

He turned his head and looked at the profile of the man sleeping peacefully next to him.

The sleeping Severus had a very peaceful expression, with no trace of negative emotion on his face.

This made John's face soften a lot.

But when he thought of the huge feeling of powerlessness left in the dream, John couldn't help but think about it - what should he do in the situation in the dream?

After thinking about it for a long time, John realized that unless he could kill Voldemort directly, there was no other way... Dumbledore would ask Snape to kill him. Snape must accept Narcissa's Unbreakable Curse.

This is the direct cause of Snape's tragic ending.

...He's just a pawn. Dumbledore's chess piece. Still a voluntary one.

Who makes them not powerful enough to face Voldemort directly?

John shook his head, not letting himself think any more.

This is just a dream.

That's all in the past.

No matter what...it's pointless for him to think about it anymore, isn't it?

John sat up quietly, his eyes falling on Snape's sleeping face.

But even though he thought so...he suddenly had such a special dream, and he really had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Maybe I'm too sensitive. But I still have to speed up... I just hope that the sixth and seventh parts will be published smoothly. Once Voldemort is eliminated... I won't have to worry so much anymore."

He ignored his heart . Something strange, I couldn't help but stare at Snape in trance.

"..."

As he watched, the complicated thoughts in John's mind suddenly turned blank.

He stared at Snape's face, carefully studying it inch by inch, his eyes obsessed.

A bold idea suddenly arose in his mind.

"Severus?"

John whispered.

Probably Snape was used to sleeping with him... Snape closed his eyes and remained motionless.

John's breathing couldn't help but quicken.

He carefully and slowly leaned down, staring at the sleeping man in front of him without blinking. He made up his mind to give up as soon as there was even a slight chance that Snape would wake up.

"Severus?" He shouted again quickly and quietly, as if urging himself to make up his mind.

Snape was breathing evenly and sleeping very deeply - John couldn't help but suspect that he had cast a soundproofing charm on himself before going to bed.

He was determined.

John lowered his head completely, now very close to Snape. If Snape opened his eyes, he would never be able to escape.

John paused just above the corner of Snape's lips, and his whole body suddenly dissipated.

He was completely relieved after being transformed into a soul state, and then he lowered his head with a smile in his eyes and continued the action just now.

——He really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be discovered by Severus when he really kissed him.

It seems that there is something good about becoming a soul. You can secretly kiss Severus without restraint. And he'll never know.

John thought with a smile.

After he had kissed her enough, he solidified his body and fell back into bed with satisfaction.

John pulled the quilt with a smile on his face and fell asleep in a short while.

Time passed by minute by second, and I don't know how long it took. It seemed that the moonlight outside the window was dimming a little, and Snape quietly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear and clear, without any trace of the haziness of just waking up. He turned his head slightly and looked at John in confusion.

——Snape dared to swear by his title of 'Potion Master' that John must have secretly kissed him in his soul state just now.

But John was clearly angry and unhappy about his return during the day, so why couldn't he help but secretly kiss him in the middle of the night?

Snape felt that among the people he had known for decades, John was the only one.

——John's emotions were simply more erratic than the reaction process of any kind of potion he knew, leaving him completely unable to find any pattern!

Snape felt that he might not be able to sleep again tonight.

The author has something to say: ...Sorry, this chapter is very short. Yueban really has a stomachache and can't write anymore. You all know...that day comes every month, and qwq is very upset and can't write at all.

However, this week’s list was 15,000, and now it only has over 3,000. In other words, I will make up for the remaining 10,000 yuan before 12 o'clock on Wednesday night.

PS: It’s the night of the second day now, so I’ve made up for this chapter. Try your best to get five thousand tonight.