HP John Snape

Chapter 78

After a tiring day of filming, John returned to the room to rest - this time the crew arranged for him to share a room with George.

It was probably because he felt that he had been in an accident and needed an agent to take care of him.

George was still washing, but John had fallen on the bed, staring ahead in a daze.

George came out of the bathroom, glanced at him with his toothbrush in his hand, and smiled knowingly.

"Speaking of which, John, did you two...that afternoon?" he asked teasingly.

John's expression immediately became unnatural.

"Don't talk nonsense." He replied vaguely, "I just had a quarrel with Severus."

A look of realization appeared on George's face: "Oh. When I went to drive that night, I smelled a strange smell. , It seems I'm just overthinking."

John's face turned red instantly.

He looked at George in disbelief, and suddenly he gritted his teeth and moved his lips quickly, probably cursing someone.

A proud smile appeared on George's face and he went back to the bathroom to brush his teeth carefully.

John was in a bad mood and state all day today, and it was all because of Snape.

The trouble should end it.

Now that John was only focused on scolding Snape, he probably didn't have time to feel down, right?

The next moment, there was a sudden exclamation.

George rushed out in a hurry: "What's wrong!"

In the room, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of the bed. John looked surprised and seemed to be about to rush over, but in the blink of an eye he saw George rushing out.

John's expression immediately froze.

George felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he quickly stepped back and said with a smile to himself: "I was brushing my teeth and didn't see anything. You continue."

Where is the atmosphere here? I can’t take the opportunity to hug him now!

John's face darkened.

But Snape's face was darker than his.

Snape stared at George unkindly, but asked John: "Why is he here?"

"Uh-the crew assigned us to live in a room." John answered.

"Sleep in the same bed tonight?"

Snape's voice rose. It seemed like a very ordinary question, but John felt cold all over.

"This-" John stuttered.

According to the crew, it's nothing serious for two men to squeeze into a big bed.

——But in the eyes of same-sex lovers, this is a big deal.

Snape looked at George again with cold eyes.

George stood at the door of the bathroom, unable to move forward or retreat. He smiled worriedly.

——Snape is very bad when he gets jealous.

Now things are going to get serious.

Can he get out of this room alive?

John said anxiously and wisely: "Severus, I can sleep on a soft chair at night. It's soft anyway, and the quilt is the same."

Seeing that Snape still had a stern expression, he quickly pretended to be unreasonably angry again:

"What are you doing! I haven't seen you for a day, and you only look at George!"

George suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Snape didn't take this trick, he narrowed his eyes and spoke softly:

"If your eyes don't stay on him, it might be more convincing."

John was about to refute, but Snape suddenly asked: "Did you memorize the potions textbook and wandless magic exercises today?"

John opened his mouth, and finally said: "...No."

When he came back in the evening, he was just immersed in his thoughts, thinking about Snape, but nothing else. Do.

Snape smacked his lips.

"I'm sorry... that I overestimated your patience. You're like a first-year troll who doesn't remember to complete your homework without being reminded."

"Even if it's a matter of Mr. Snape's life. ——I worked hard to write down the notes, but he didn’t care. It was just a trivial matter to him, right?”

John felt really guilty and quickly replied: “No—I just haven’t had time to do it yet. , It’s not that I forgot.”

Snape just glanced at him, turned around, and disappeared.

"Merlin, Severus must be angry!" John grabbed his hair with a grimace.

——Although he likes Severus very much, he has to say it! Severus' venomous tongue and awkward thoughts still bothered him sometimes!

"I have to apologize to him quickly." John nervously took out his mobile phone and called home.

As he expected, no one answered at all.

——Mrs. Laws might not be able to answer even if she wanted to.

"What should we do?" George asked.

He also knew that John and Snape shared a wand. Especially since the wand was always with Snape.

"We can't wait until tomorrow. It's too far away from home. I'll use Apparition." John gritted his teeth.

"Can you?" George couldn't help but wonder.

"I succeeded." John muttered, picked up his backpack, turned around, and suddenly disappeared.

"Just... has it been successful?" George was immediately worried, "Isn't this nonsense!"

In fact - when John stumbled into the bedroom on the second floor, Snape was in the same mood.

He suddenly jumped up from his chair, rushed over and cast a dozen detection spells. After finding that John was safe, he roared angrily: "Idiot!"

"I can't believe you are so reckless and arrogant - how dare you Use Apparition when you haven't fully learned it and there is no one to accompany you!"

"John Snape! You are like a young boy who doesn't know how to cherish your life!"

Snape blurted out. Pucheng realized he had made a mistake.

John murmured quickly: "I also think I am definitely a Gryffindor..."

He took the opportunity to say: "Don't worry, I'm fine... Since I'm back... let me stay at home tonight, right?"

Snape's expression was cold and sarcastic: "Of course I can't stop what Mr. Snape wants to do - if I let you stay there again, I'm really worried that you will kill yourself silently."

He sat back in his chair and ignored John.

Seeing that Snape had obviously forgotten what happened, John was relieved and sat aside silently memorizing the potion notes.

After a while, George called.

John hunched over, lowered his voice, and quickly reported that he was safe.

Snape took the opportunity to glance at him.

——Snape originally just wanted to hang out with John for a night so that the guy could completely reflect on his mistake.

Unexpectedly, John couldn't hold himself back like a young boy and directly used the unskilled apparation to come back.

While Snape was frightened, he suddenly realized that

John was only twenty-four years old and was indeed just an unstable young man.

His face darkened and he refused to think about his age.

The author has something to say: To add, John was twenty-one years old when he first met Snape three years ago. And that time was when the professor passed away, that is, at the age of thirty-eight, so he is now...