The shooting is over.
John let out a sigh of relief and laughed as he lay on the ground.
"Come on, don't move, let's take a picture." David stood next to Yates and shouted. A guy carrying a camera came out from behind him.
John and Daniel looked at each other, and Daniel laughed, raised his bloody hand and covered John's neck again.
John held Daniel's hand in cooperation and smiled brightly at him.
Judging from the camera, the two people's current postures and movements are the same as in the play, but Professor Snape is not only not dying, but is also holding Harry's bloody hand and laughing. Harry looked at the man in front of him "affectionately", and the two looked at each other affectionately.
——It forms a strong contrast with the play in terms of plot and imagination.
David Heyman smiled with satisfaction.
A cold feeling suddenly hit him. John turned his head blankly and saw Snape staring at him and Daniel with a smile on his face. The gloomy resentment behind him almost materialized.
"Okay, okay, even a child is jealous." John muttered lowly, quickly let go of his hand and stood up.
Snape followed him and gritted his teeth and said, "He is only less than ten years younger than you, so what kind of kid is he?"
Besides...
Snape looked at Potter's face and sneered. Voice.
John returned to the lounge with a nonchalant expression. As soon as the door closed, Snape appeared and hugged him tightly just like he did that time.
"It's over, that's all a lie." John also imitated Snape's coaxing behavior last time and kissed his lips comfortingly.
Snape lowered his eyes and kissed John back.
The two of them gradually became involved, but the phone suddenly rang -
Snape said in an annoyed voice: "Turn it off."
John took out the phone from his pocket, took a look at it, and said in surprise: "It's Alan!"
He said He quickly let go of Snape and answered the phone nervously: "Hello, Alan? How are you?"
- Snape's face turned gloomy again not long after it cleared up.
"Jaundice? Not completely sure yet...pancreatic cancer?!" John's voice suddenly rose and he listened blankly.
Snape frowned slightly.
After so many years in this world, he also knows what cancer means to ordinary people.
John was extremely anxious when Harris got cancer before, but now if Alan Rickman, whom he values so much,...
Snape couldn't stand that man.
But John would certainly be devastated if he died.
"Severus, let's go to the hospital quickly!" John hung up the phone in despair. He didn't even change his costume in the play, and walked out with his chest stained with blood.
Snape shook John's hand in return, and followed him out with a serious look on his face.
Of course he knows which is more important, and now is not the time to be jealous.
John ignored the greetings from others on the set and walked straight out. When he reached a corner where no one was paying attention, he grabbed Snape and disapparated together.
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HP John Snape
FanficAuthor: 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. ...