John Snape of HP

Whatever Snape had in mind, he agreed to let John try the Transfiguration Charm with a match first.

The lights in the room have been turned off, the curtains are not closed, and the hazy moonlight shines in, and the silhouettes of the two can be vaguely seen.

John graciously gave up the bed.He just sat on the edge of the bed, enthusiastically waving his magic wand at the match in front of him.

Snape unceremoniously folded his clothes and lay on the bed, quietly watching him try again and again, his black eyes almost fused into one in the dark night.

John tried for a long time, maybe half an hour—the match didn't change.

Snape wasn't sure if it was because John had never used Charms before, that was why he was unfamiliar, or if the wand came from him.

All he knew was that he couldn't even hold his own wand now, and it made him irritated.

To be precise, he has been in a passive state since his mindless waking up today.

John sighed and put the matches back on the nightstand.

"It's too late, try again tomorrow when you have time." He explained, "I feel that the head of the match is getting sharper."

Snape suppressed the emotions in his heart and snorted.

"I have no doubt that you have the brains of a first-year troll."

Because of sophistry?

John scratched his head in embarrassment and coughed lightly: "Okay, good night."

He paid attention to the area where Snape was lying, and curled himself up on the only remaining bed.

Snape, on the other hand, only glanced at it, moved his lips, and said nothing.

—Although Snape, like a ghost, does not occupy the actual bed.But letting John sleep in his "body" unknowingly, no matter who it is, it is not a very good thing.

Especially both John and Snape were used to sleeping alone.Now being able to sleep on the same bed is the maximum range that both parties can tolerate.

Snape reluctantly replied, "Good night."

He turned his face out of the window, staring at the moonlight, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not fall asleep.

John was also uncomfortable and didn't go to bed until very late.

……

In the next few days, the crew was busy with the final shooting.John follows the crew every day and discusses the plot from time to time.Snape just watched silently, trying to analyze the current environment through the conversations of the people around him.

John spent all his free time practicing spells, and the next night he turned matches into needles.Next, learn the levitation spell.

Snape sprayed him with venom without any tact.

This is an academic instruction, and John dare not be dissatisfied.

When sleeping, the two of them can share the same bed in peace—John has replaced the small bed with a wider one.Change the orientation of the bedroom.

Snape wanted to sleep in a bed by himself - but because he couldn't leave him, two small beds were not as convenient as a big bed.This fact made Snape's face dark for several days.

Finally, it was the day when all the crew members finished filming. After everyone had dinner together at noon, John left in a hurry and headed for London.

—Snape's patience was completely exhausted these days.

John sat in the train carriage, rubbing his wand with his hands in his sleeves, anticipating in his heart.

... Is there a "Leaky Cauldron" after all?

The prototype of the Leaky Cauldron, on Charing Cross Road in London's West End.

This street is full of various second-hand bookstores, because the Leaky Cauldron in "Harry Potter 1" was filmed on this street, which brought more popularity to it.

You will see a rush of people on the street, and you will also see many people hesitate and stop.

No doubt - they were looking for the Leaky Cauldron.

Snape had tensed up ever since he arrived here.Although he didn't say it, it can be seen from the straightening of his back.

John slyly raised the corners of his lips.

When filming, for a little thought, the crew did not immediately announce the exact location of the Leaky Cauldron, but only said it was in a certain store on this street.

So now tourists may wander through bookstores, just looking for a small bar that may be dirty and run-down.But who knows?The real Leaky Cauldron is actually an optical shop.

Ha, optical shop, this is really a bit humorous.Just let them keep looking for a while.

John ignored the group of excited people on the street and thought very calmly.

Snape undoubtedly knew the street well.Without even looking, he strode straight in the direction of the Leaky Cauldron.

John was very lucky to see the waves of the professor's black robe, and he quickly followed to prevent the professor from being too far away from him and causing a tragedy.

Professor, the Leaky Cauldron exists.

But does the "Leaky Cauldron" exist?

He is really looking forward to it too.

John followed Snape into the shop and held his breath almost simultaneously.

Behind the counter, there is no old, smiling old man Tom, and there are no people wearing all kinds of strange robes in the dark and messy shop.

A somewhat fat man was sitting in the store, his eyes lit up when he saw John, and he greeted cheerfully: "Hey, John! You are a rare customer."

This is the owner of the shop, also named David.David Wilson.

Snape frowned at him, walked back without saying a word, he seemed a little disappointed.

In order to keep up with him, John had no choice but to say hello vaguely first, and strode after him.

The back corner was just as Snape remembered it, and it was just as it was in the movies.A pile of bricks and rubbish was scattered in the corner, and a wall of bricks lay in front of it.

Snape turned his head, his dark eyes fixed on him.

John sighed and drew out his wand obediently.

Count three dollars up, and two dollars further down.

John muttered in his heart, knocking on each of them.

He was a little nervous, his palms were a little slippery, and he needed to grab the wand hard.

One second passed, five seconds passed.The wall in front of him was unresponsive.

John couldn't help but glanced at Snape, he was staring at the wall expressionlessly, the wide robe covered everything about him, making it impossible for John to judge his thoughts through his subtle movements.

"What are you doing? Come to the store suddenly and knock on this wall like a wizard?" David's voice came from behind.

He is a little confused.