John Snape of HP

John's heart tightened. He saw Chris staring at the screen unblinkingly behind the machine in the distance, and a group of people stood behind him.They don't seem to notice.

The producer David turned his head from a distance, met his eyes, and then frowned. It seemed that he was not in a good mood.

What happened?Could it have something to do with the wand he asked for?

John squeezed through the crowd, he heard the sound of people suddenly, the click of the machine changing direction, and after the clear sound, there were whispers, jeers and whistles of many young actors-this represented another The camera is on.

—Okay, but he doesn't care about that now.

John hurried through the crowd to where Will was, giving him a puzzled look.

The brown-haired guy couldn't speak here, so he took out his mobile phone and wrote on the memo:

"There's something wrong with your wand, John. Neck said he couldn't get the snake's nerves into the birch body, as hard as he could."

Nick is an old craftsman responsible for making wands.

John returned with an unbelievable expression, he took his mobile phone and wrote:

"...What's the situation? He's a craftsman who has worked in an old object store for decades."

Will scratched his hair and wrote distressedly:

"I couldn't believe it either, so I went to see it. But Naik couldn't do it even if he used the most stupid method—glue the snake's nerves into the body of the stick! He thought this situation was amazing!"

"...Is there really no other way?" John struggled.

"Yes, John, I think we'll have to drop that plan."

John was disappointed:

"Well, the wand should still be made according to the previous one... It's just right, so the audience doesn't need to think that we have a new wand, which doesn't match the first one."

He comforted Will, and he comforted himself.

Will observed his expression, thought for a while and continued typing on the phone:

"Nike thought it was up to you to see that somewhat magical wand. So I brought it, and it's yours."

What?No no no.

John was surprised.

He wanted to politely refuse.

But a somewhat weird wand...

Just as he was hesitating, Will had carefully pressed the backpack to prevent the metal buckle from making a sound, and then carefully lifted the contents out.

It was a black... birch wood wand, unlike the polished and smooth wand of the previous props, the corners of this wand were very rough, and pieces of peeling white could still be seen.A thin thread was attached to the bottom of the wand, and it dangled limply in Will's palm.

John immediately recognized what it was.

No doubt about it—snake nerves.

They actually found such a thing! !He thought it was just...just joking or finding something else to replace it!

Merlin!Shouldn't it be lucky that Snape's wand core wasn't a dragon's nerve or a phoenix feather?

"And this one, the knob cover at the bottom of the stick." Will pointed to a small wooden cover with his eyes. It was probably that Naik was going to wait for the snake's nerve to fit into the back of the stick, and then screw it on from the bottom.

John held the wand and the limp snake's nerves, and the bottom cap a little bewildered.

He hesitated for a moment, squeezed back from the crowd, opened the door again quietly, and squeezed out.

Outside the cafeteria is a spacious corridor and lush green plants, no students.This area is probably closed for the time being.

John glanced around cautiously - he didn't know why he was so sneaky.

Very well, there is no one to be seen.

He walked out, leaned against a pillar not far away, and observed the wand in his hand.

...it does have a weird feeling to the touch.

Although the snake's nerves are soft, they are quite flexible, and they can be straightened with a twist, and then stuffed into the rod.

John was a little surprised, and couldn't believe that he had done it like this.He carefully twisted the knob cover on the bottom of the wand again...very good, the wand is now finished.

...This is the wand that even Nick can't handle?This is a joke?Today is not April Fool's Day.

John is a little confused.But when he subconsciously held the wand, he felt a strange feeling.

... Really, it's like a blood connection.It felt amazing.

It was as if, if he wanted to release a "clear water like a spring", he would really succeed.

John immediately scanned the surroundings again, but saw no one or the camera.But he dared not take the risk.

A line of sight flashed past, and quickly disappeared.

"Wait, who is it?" John's heart was pounding in fright, and he subconsciously clenched his wand.

He didn't think it was just his own illusion.

Because he basically didn't read wrong.Surely, close by, someone had seen him.

John was only glad he hadn't actually tried the spell.

"Who is it, come out." He emphasized his tone and his face sank.

There was a silence, and then there was a rustling in the grass.A black figure gradually appeared in his line of sight.

"Well...why are you holding...my wand."

The tone is indifferent and alert.It was a thin man in black wizard robes, with obsidian-like eyes staring at him.

"..." John's face was blank with surprise, and he seemed equally indifferent and gloomy.

In fact, his heart tightened suddenly.