John Snape of HP

"... Isn't this the real world? Why are there still dementors?" John asked dryly.

"Where there are wizards, there will be dementors."

"Heh, heh. Then I, I should really feel honored." John sneered bitterly.

After all, he was the only wizard in the world.

While talking, John had already discovered the dementor.

A group of black robes hovered around them in the sky, and the chill was even more pressing.They could rush down at any moment—

And Snape clenched his wand tightly and didn't move.It seems to be considering when it is more appropriate to cast a spell.

John was quite understanding.

— After such a long time, Severus must have been very tired.It's hard to say whether his Patronus Charm will drive away all these dementors.

Besides, his patron saint is still a doe, which represents his love for Lily.The reason he basically doesn't cast the Patronus Charm in front of others is because he doesn't want others to know about it.

Thinking of this, John's heart ached again.

He couldn't help laughing at himself—what time is it.

In an extremely cold environment, life and death are at stake, but I am still jealous.

The dementors in the sky are still circling, obviously with malicious intentions.But they should be worrying about something - all John can do now seems to be staring at them nervously, and looking at Snape from time to time.

"Can't we escape now?" He felt that he was talking nonsense, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope.

Snape said nothing.

John had to find something to do for himself.He narrowed his eyes and counted again.

... There are about twenty or thirty dementors in the sky.

At least there were fewer dementors than Harry Potter's third-year encounter - and at least half less.

John consoled himself.

Severus should be able to… hold on.

Before he could finish thinking, the dementors suddenly rushed downward——

A doe jumped out of the tip of the staff raised by the professor like lightning, strode vigorously and charged towards the dementors.

It was not afraid, and went up against the shadows, throwing away one dementor after another.

Although the professor's face was pale, his lips were tightly pursed, and he looked restrained, the doe didn't feel tired at all, and still leaped bravely to meet the enemy.

——Even in battle, it holds its neck gracefully, with a slender and beautiful body.

John glanced at the silver doe, feeling very uncomfortable.

He can only stand empty now, with no strength to restrain the chicken.Even if the professor was exhausted and returned his wand after a while, he would not be able to deal with the dementors.

After all, he had never cast the Patronus Charm before, and this time he faced dozens of dementors... the possibility of casting it successfully was... almost none.

John had never hated his own powerlessness more than at this moment.

Why did he only practice life magic?Do you think that there are no wizards in this world, so he will not be in danger?

Just then, the phone rang.

John quickly put down his backpack, took out his mobile phone from inside, and answered in a bad tone: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Charlie." A deep male voice came from the other end, "Are you free now? A forum wants to contact you for a live interview... You know, those forums on the Internet are very popular recently.' Into Your World' series of skits you know—"

John interrupted distractedly: "Excuse me, Charlie. I'm busy right now—can you find someone else?"

While he was on the phone, his eyes were still fixed on the dementors and deer that were temporarily stalemate in the sky, and he was quite frightened.

He also felt that there was a sense of humor that transcended reality-it was a matter of life and death on my side, and you still let me do the show?This is not some dog blood TV series!

……

The dementors were very stubborn, as if they had some obsession - they surrounded them tightly, and even if they were dispersed, they would pause for a while before pounced on them again.

"What the hell are they—what are they trying to do?" John asked worriedly, his teeth chattering.

Snape's eyes were fixed on the dementor, and he didn't look away: "It seems that they are eager to taste the soul of the wizard."

"Okay, it's my fault again." John rolled his eyes angrily.

His mind raced, thinking of a solution.

Although Severus can still hold on now, but the dementors are endless, he can't hold on for long.

If Severus is exhausted, it's hard to say whether he can Apparate with him...

They still traveled long distances, spent so much effort, and finally found the hellebore, but returned without success, which is also very disappointing.After today, I have to go to the production team next.Harris' illness can no longer afford to delay...

One layer of thoughts was pressing on another layer of thoughts, and the dark hatred in John's heart could not help but pervade again, making him clenched his fists.

It was raining even though the house was leaking, and the figure standing with his back straight all the time, his back to John couldn't help shaking a bit.

——The figure of the doe in the sky suddenly became a little illusory.

"Severus?!" John rushed over and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

The professor's face had turned a deadly gray, and his translucent body was now almost transparent.

He resisted John's offer to help.There was a vacant trance in the black eyes, slightly moved his lips, and whispered: "There is no way to apparate."

Even at this point, his voice was still calm.It's like saying something as mundane as "the potion is ready."

John secretly felt distressed.

If it was the professor of the original book, he would definitely have a way - instead of losing his strength like now.

The current professor, the body is only condensed from those people's expectations... It is already very impressive to be able to survive until now...

Could it be... Are you going to die again?

John was taken aback suddenly—hey, why did he say "again"?

Speaking of which—both he and the professor died once.

It was a horrible taste.

At the critical moment, John calmed down instead. He took out his mobile phone again, and prepared to make a final call to his friends——

"...Wait, Severus. Whether your powers are strong or your body is solid depends on how much the audience pays attention to 'Snape', doesn't it?"

The expression on John's face suddenly became very strange.

"In theory, yes."

"So... as long as people pay attention to 'Snape', your power will become stronger?"

He still said with a strange expression on his face.

"What are you trying to say?" Snape's dark eyes looked over.

John didn't speak, but the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.

A very crazy idea took shape in his mind.

The author has something to say: Because the current article has to catch up with the list, I have been rushing to catch up on this one for the past few days... As a result, there are still [-] left on that one... It will be done by Thursday.I'm going to write it to death... so I won't update this article before Thursday qwq try hard to catch up with the list.