John Snape of HP

The showing is over.

People reluctantly walked out of the cinema, while discussing enthusiastically.

John also wrapped the scarf around his face tightly, grabbed Snape's arm tightly and left the cinema.

"I still remember the last time we came out from here." He looked around and found the alley not far away, and felt emotional for a moment.

Snape looked over and also remembered that snowy night a few years ago.

The two Martian bats flying around him exuded a faint temperature.He had to admit that at that moment, that scene warmed his heart.

"Let's go and see again." John was eager to try.

Last time, Severus didn't even allow him to call his Christian name, and the two of them were in the most familiar state of strangers.

But this time...not only can he call "Sev", but he has already completely wiped out this man.

John's mouth curved into a weird smile.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't react when the professor suddenly pushed him away.

John tilted his body and staggered a few steps before standing still.Half of his scarf slid down, revealing a slightly startled face.

"What's wrong?" He asked warily.

Snape had already drawn his wand, his body stretched into a defensive position.

"Stand behind me." Snape's lips twitched, his dark eyes were still looking around vigilantly, gleaming in the darkness.

John ran over with some anxiety.

He chose to stand with his back to Snape—

Although John didn't have a wand, he wasn't very good at combat magic either.But he didn't want to be a burden to Severus.

He just needs to be a helper.

It was dark all around, and the two stood back to back in the middle of the alley, and no one passed by the alley.It's as quiet as a world here.

John tried to open his eyes wide, staring blankly at the darkness in front of him, trying not to relax.

A weak cool wind hit, and John subconsciously thought of "armor protection".

There was a crashing sound in front of him, and a huge black figure stepped back suddenly, and said contemptuously, "The reaction is quite fast."

Snape also turned abruptly, aiming his wand at the shadow.

"Black... Voldemort." He narrowed his pupils and said cautiously.

Under the faint moonlight, the huge black shadow took a few steps forward and could vaguely see the appearance of a vicious dog.

"Let me see who this is—" Vicious Dog's voice became very low and soft, "Oh, my good man, Severus."

John clenched his fists and tried hard to control the chattering of his teeth. Under the moonlight, it could be seen that his face was very pale.

The vicious dog's eyes turned directly to John.He walked a few steps around John, visibly interested:

"Aren't you shaking? Afraid of me? Why are you still standing here, I'm sure I did kill you that day—bitten through your throat, lost your breath—"

"Enough!" Snape interrupted abruptly.

John's complexion has indeed become very bad.

He thought that having died twice, he would no longer be afraid of death.But now when he saw the appearance of the vicious dog that killed him, he couldn't help but tremble.The sharp pain piercing through the throat, the despair of waiting for the blood to dry up...

"Severus, what are you worried about?" Voldemort asked slowly.

Snape just looked at him calmly and didn't answer.He was still holding his wand steadily, looking for openings at any time, ready to attack.

"Are you wondering why I appeared?" Voldemort still had that confident look, as if he wasn't worried about Snape's wand at all.

John's face was no longer so pale, and his eyes became serious.

— Indeed, why is Voldemort not afraid?

Voldemort turned back and forth on the spot again.

Snape pre-empted the attack, and a silent red light hit the past.

Voldemort dodged with ease and agility that didn't match his body.

"Cruciate!" he yelled.

Snape moved his position immediately, and John dodged awkwardly to the side.

The red light hit the ground, splashing some dust.

Snape kept his lips tightly shut, but the tip of the wand kept shining with colorful lights one after another.

Dodging left and right, Voldemort retaliated with almost an equal number of Cruciatus.

Snape dodged it all too.

One person and one dog circled in the alley, chanting spells one after another at a rhythm John couldn't keep up with, the momentum was astonishing.

Such a battle can only be done by a person who has experienced many wars and has rich experience.

John was dumbfounded, and could only back away quickly, adding layers of armor to protect himself, trying not to hold back.

"Cruciatus!" Voldemort cast a Cruciatus Curse at John out of the blue.

Snape looked over suddenly, the red light hit the transparent semi-circle and was canceled out - John was safe and sound.

What Snape saw was John's worried expression——

"Severus watch out!"

Snape quickly dodged to the side without turning his head, but the red light still fell into his shoulders - Voldemort took advantage of his distraction and gave him a Cruciatus Curse.

Snape's face turned pale, and his whole body trembled.

He staggered back a couple of steps, staring at his hands in disbelief—he could barely hold his wand.

"Severus?" John saw that something was wrong and rushed over to support him.

"What's the matter with you?" He looked at Snape anxiously.

"If you're so anxious, protect yourself. What's your relationship?" Voldemort was no longer in a hurry, and just looked at John anxiously.

John turned a deaf ear, only checked quickly, and blocked Voldemort's view with his body.

"Something's wrong—" Snape said solemnly, "Cruciate seems to be hurting us more—than people."

John noticed that Snape was still sane, but his fingers were still trembling, and he couldn't hold his wand.The whole person was also shaking a little.

He helped Snape sit down against the alley wall.

— Could this be why Voldemort wasn't afraid of them?

Can cast a spell, and found their weakness.

John's heart sank.

He looked at Voldemort, who looked like he was about to tease a mouse, and made a decision.

—he took the wand from Snape's fingers, turned, and pointed it up at Voldemort.

"John." Snape's warning or worried voice sounded heavily.

John just stared at Voldemort as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Voldemort! Let's—"

He swallowed and said sharply, "Let's fight!"

"John, do you know what you're talking about!" Snape's voice was shocked.

"Of course I know—" John said firmly, "this time—I want to protect you!"

Snape sat on the ground with his back against the wall, looking at John with complicated eyes in shock.

He had already seen that John's legs were trembling a little, but John was still standing firmly in front of him, with a firm attitude, not giving an inch.

... In memory, who has protected him like this?

The author has something to say: [The following texts are all in my column~]

"HP can never save Snape" is a HE short story of this article~ It can also be regarded as a separate article.

Here is the copy:

John swore to save Snape from death.

But even if he has the ability to change time, he can't stop it.

After thousands of failed attempts to persuade him to stay—John finally despaired.

He was determined to stay away from Snape and stop disturbing the professor's life.

"Mr. Snape, what makes you think you can leave after revealing so much to me?" Snape said sarcastically.

— can’t be saved.

What about him saving himself?

"The HP Table Pets Snape" is also a short story, which should be shorter than other articles.

Copywriter:

When a boy obsessed with professors downloaded a Snape desktop pet on his computer——

"I assume you already understand what I mean?" asked the deep male voice like a cello.

"Yes, yes! Professor Snape." Fang Qing stammered.

—discovered that it was the real Severus Snape.

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