John Snape of HP

"I can't believe what the author is thinking. Dumbledore is actually dead? Snape is a professor who has taught at Hogwarts for so many years. He really did it! Conscience!!"

"I hated Snape from the very beginning! Although he didn't do anything to Harry, he was just sneering, but it was definitely just waiting for the opportunity - look, now he is not taking the opportunity to bite back!"

"Dumbledore kept saying that he believed him, and made Harry believe him too. But what happened? Dumbledore is just too soft-hearted..."

"He's a Death Eater!"

The website is full of hate and abuse.

Winnie still couldn't understand her hatred, and angrily posted a sentence——

"The author must kill Snape at the end! Avenge Dumbledore! You can't die without revenge!"

She looked at the comments showing that the sending was successful, and the resentment in her heart was relieved.

But amidst the stream of abuse, there are some sparse and well-intentioned comments:

"Snape is actually a good person! Stop scolding him and watch the finale!"

"I regret it very much. I want to apologize for the swear words just now. Professor Snape is the bravest person."

"He killed Dumbledore for a reason, stop scolding!"

Winnie snorted, completely unmoved in her heart.

Whatever the reason, Snape killed Dumbledore is a fact!She did not accept the author's forced whitewashing.no way!

— Then Dumbledore would have died in vain!

There was a whine in the stomach, and the hunger was rumbling.Only then did Winnie come back to her senses, and found that she was still standing on the side of the road around the bookstore.It was almost noon.

She decided to go home and have a meal before watching the finale.

There are only a few people who read quickly, and more people, like Winnie, choose to take a break before reading the second book.

This also caused those who complained about Snape to be quickly drowned out.

At the same time, the Harris crew and others who received the new book also read it one after another.

Seeing that Dumbledore pleaded before being killed, Harris frowned and thought for a long time.

In his years of thinking, the character of Dumbledore will never become weak even before death, begging his enemies?

Harris, who couldn't figure it out, called John directly.The strange thing is that there has been no answer for a long time.

"Maybe it's busy today." Harris didn't think much.

In fact - the situation on John's side is so bad that it is almost impossible to control the situation.

"Severus! Severus!" John squeezed the man's hand tightly, with great fear in his voice.

But the black-robed man who was called out by him couldn't respond to him for the time being.

——Snape closed his eyes slightly, his expression was calm, but he had lost consciousness.His whole body can no longer be condensed, and he has returned to the state of soul.

George and Mrs. Laws stood bewildered, unable to see or help, terribly worried.

In fact, the morning was fine, John and Snape were sitting in the study anxiously waiting for the sales results.

But as time passed, when the people who bought the book saw Snape killing Dumbledore, they were very angry, and their disgust and hatred for Snape reached the extreme.

Snape also gradually lost consciousness, becoming what he is now.

What frightened John the most was that Snape's soul was getting lighter and lighter too - it seemed solid at first, then thinned out.Just now it was translucent like milk watered down—but now it’s almost invisible.

John couldn't help shaking.He wanted to hug Snape tightly, to hold Snape's hand tight - he couldn't let him disappear, couldn't let him go!

But John knew he couldn't.

He wouldn't be able to touch Severus even if he went back to the spirit state himself.

Even though he had already released the two books together, it was still possible that Severus would disappear because of people's hatred.

John regretted it very much.At this moment, he hated himself very much—even if someone said that he couldn't write a novel, even if the last two books were never published, he just wanted this person not to leave!

But no matter how regretful John is now, how many times he curses himself in his heart, the situation has not changed a little.

He could only hold his wand tightly, with a look of near despair on his face, and murmured over and over again:

"Severus... Severus..."

"...God bless, or Merlin bless...don't let Severus disappear, don't let him leave me...God bless...Merlin bless..."