John Snape of HP

"Maybe I accidentally made a mistake." John said vaguely.

For this reason he really couldn't tell Snape.In the past life or something...

Snape glanced at John indifferently, knowing that he didn't want to talk, so he didn't ask any more.

In short, he felt uncomfortable, raised his eyebrows and said, "I assume you have memorized the herbs listed yesterday?"

John shook his head.

When Snape wrote his potions textbook, he also wrote a few pages on herbalism, which were closely related after all.

However, John only read the dense knowledge of herbal medicines once.He couldn't recite what Snape asked him.

"It seems that your head is only stuffed with these...toys." Snape said with some regret, "If you can't finish reciting those herbs by tomorrow morning, I think the Mandrake will cry too— To use it as a metaphor for the size of your brain."

He snatched the wand from John's pocket, threw off the wave of his robe aggressively, and strode away.

John stared dumbfounded as his wand was taken away.

He suddenly realized with a dazed face - it seemed that Severus had indeed thought about the problem of the wand, but he just kept ignoring it.

Let him die now!Let him die!Miss all opportunities!What if Severus slept with him in a separate room at night!

...It's okay if you didn't take it apart in front of Severus just now!

John thought bitterly.

But the next moment, he jumped up immediately, and couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone to call Chris.

"What? Invite me to live, live... live in your house for a while?"

Chris doubted his ears when he received the call, and he stuttered in fright.

He quickly moved away from the phone, stared at it for a few seconds, and then said tactfully, "This...isn't it good? My wife..."

When John heard that his thinking was wrong, he couldn't laugh or cry:

"Wait, Chris! I know you have a wife! I didn't mean that either!"

Chris's heart settled down for a moment: "What's the matter? For no reason?"

John hesitated.

I want Chris to occupy his own guest room so that he can entangle Severus so that he won't sleep in a separate room... such a thing, how can I not say it.

"Ok?"

After struggling for a long time, John decided to give up: "...forget it."

Chris, who suddenly received a call and was suddenly hung up, looked puzzled: "...??"

John stuffed his phone back into his jacket pocket, and sat among the flowers in a daze.

Just now, he suddenly felt that what he did was wrong.

Severus was visibly angry now, let him get it out.Severus would be even more upset if he found someone else to occupy the guest room.

After thinking about it, it would be better for him to just go back to the study and memorize the herbs.

John scratched his hair, picked up a bunch of models and chairs, and went into the hallway.

He looked around, and finally put all the models in the bookcase in the study, standing in front of the bookcase, he could see them through the glass.

But he put the Snape with Allen's face back into the packing box alone, and put it solemnly in his safe, together with the documents and valuables he didn't often take out.

——This symbolizes that in his previous life, he will seal it up properly.

Goodbye, Allen.

……

Then John went back to the study and picked up the stack of herbal knowledge written by Snape himself.

His font is beautiful, just like his person is serious and slender, with a slightly sharp imposing manner.

—John himself could never write such words.

John silently admired the words for a long time before he began to recite them.

It may be because people who are good at writing have a good memory - he could write the original Harry Potter silently before, but now John intends to endorse it well to satisfy Severus.

It took him one afternoon and one night to memorize several pages of materials.

Although it is still a little rusty, John thinks that when he asks a question, he can still answer it after thinking about it.

During the afternoon when he was reciting, he found that Snape was missing, neither in the study nor anywhere else.

Of course, because Snape was carrying a wand, John wasn't too worried, he just thought he was out for something.Just a little absent-minded.

After nine o'clock in the evening, when John had memorized all the documents, he returned to the bedroom, but he still didn't see Snape.

Only then did he panic, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

Could it be... Severus could not wait to leave him now that he could finally control his body and use his wand? ?

Where would Severus go if he had a wand?

John felt a pain in his heart.

He knew that with Severus' ability, if he wanted to leave, he would never let him have a chance to find it.

Suddenly there was a very slight explosion in the air, and a man in black robe suddenly appeared in front of John.

"I've found the hellebore—what's the matter with you?" He raised his eyebrows when he saw John covering his heart with his hands, with an ugly expression on his face.

John quickly put his hand down, smiled stupidly, and changed the subject and asked:

"You're back! Already found it? Was that Apparating just now?"

——He was too ecstatic when he lost and recovered, and now he can't control his expression, and needs to calm down.

Snape nodded.

He also looked pale, probably from the wand and apparition exhausted.

"I'm going back to the set the day after tomorrow, when are we going to find the hellebore?" John asked.

Snape pondered for a moment, then said reluctantly, "Tomorrow afternoon."

John guessed that he must be a bit reluctant to go out this time.

"Go to sleep." Snape returned the wand to John, and he had already collapsed on the bed, closing his eyes wearily.

——It really is exhausting.

Seeing that Snape didn't remember to sleep in separate rooms, John was both glad and distressed.

He couldn't help but think that if Severus was alone today and was so tired, wouldn't it be even more tiring if Severus had to apparate him tomorrow?

John also quickly lay on the bed, turned off the light, and thought slowly.

Severus didn't seem to have told him the location yet, is it possible to go the Muggle way tomorrow?It also saves him from getting tired.

If only I had learned apparation... the progress should still be caught up.

John thought and fell asleep.