Chapter 562

"Hermione, what's the matter with him?"

In the common room, Ron, who had just come from his bedroom, hurried past Harry. As soon as he woke up, he found that Harry was no longer in bed, and now his good friend ran back in a hurry.

Ron naturally looked blank.

"How do I know?" Hermione said. "He just said that he suddenly thought of something to do. Before he could say anything else, he left happily."

"Ah?"

Ron looked puzzled and looked back in the direction Harry had left, but Harry had obviously run away.

"But it's probably about Valentine's day," Hermione added proudly. "Guess what? It's done!"

"You, you mean --" Ron put on a surprised expression. "Harry has an appointment with Ginny? Really? Didn't he return yesterday..."

"Just now," Hermione said with a smile, "Harry offered to invite Ginny to Hogsmeade. Oh... He should be ready!"

"Harry and Ginny... Oh, and my sister..." Ron said in a mixed mood. "I think I'll bless them. No, my family will bless them both."

"Don't bring your family in together. It's too heavy!" Hermione waved her hand casually. "Well, do what you should do! Don't disturb my review..."

"Review?" Ron nodded and said perfunctorily, "well, that sounds good..."

As he spoke, he wanted to turn back and see what Harry was doing. But he had only taken two or three steps, but he saw another man rushing out of the door leading to the bedroom - that was Harry who had returned.

"Hey! Wait, Harry --" Ron stopped him quickly. "What are you going to do in such a hurry?"

"Huh? Oh, Ron? Let me go first. I'll talk to you later..." said Harry casually. "I have to go to breakfast later, or I won't make it through the morning class. I have to hurry up."

He said, quickly bypassing RON in the middle, trotting out of the common room and all the way to the outside corridor.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other. They didn't know what the guy was doing.

……

In fact, just before Ron came, Harry asked Ginny a question.

This question does sound so stupid, because probably no boy will directly ask the girl if she likes herself. But Harry just asked, and it was a straightforward question.

He is a straightforward boy, especially in terms of emotion. He is not good at brewing his emotions at the bottom of his heart. So all the questions he asked were what he wanted to know most at that moment.

Ginny happened to be no ordinary girl. She knew what kind of person Harry was.

So when Harry asked, she knew that the other party really "noticed" himself. In other words, Harry really began to treat himself as an ordinary girl.

Before today, I'm afraid he always habitually regarded himself as a role similar to his sister.

In other words, once Harry understood what was in his mind, the question he asked would not sound so abrupt.

Ginny knew that at that time, she should give a clear response.

As a result, as Ginny imagined, Harry finally took the initiative to speak after confirming the other party's intention. On February 14, a whole day's Double Tour of Hogsmeade village sounds particularly exciting!

To be honest, Harry is certainly looking forward to it, but he hasn't completely calmed down yet. For the initiative invitation, he did, and he didn't feel bad. On the contrary, he was quite moved by Ginny's understanding.

However, not long ago, he regarded Ginny as his sister. Now her sister has suddenly become a girlfriend, which always makes him a little uncomfortable.

But he is still struggling with this kind of thing, that is, he is wrong. So instead of thinking about what he had and didn't, Harry quickly kept himself busy.

On Valentine's day, everyone can go to Hogsmeade village to relax. However, as a fifth grader who is about to face the o.w.ls test, whether he can go or not depends not only on whether the school agrees, because there are too many homework recently!

Ginny is only in the fourth grade. Of course, there is no problem, but he may not have no problem.

In this case, Harry thought of Marca for the first time. Unfortunately, Marca can't help him this time, because that guy is still a guest in busbarton, France!

Because of this, Harry must find a suitable object to reduce his homework that day.

Naturally, he soon thought of a person who could help him - even if he didn't want to find that person at all, he had to deal with it patiently for his rare important date.

Yes, he's looking for Horace Slughorn, today's Potion professor.

Harry trotted down the corridor until he came down a few stairs to the old defense against the dark arts professor's office. Now, this is the land of the old man Slughorn.

Harry ran very fast all the way. But when he was standing in front of Slughorn's office now, he began to hesitate again.

Originally, the bald old man was always pestering him. Now he still takes the initiative to find someone else. Isn't it a move to throw himself into the net? He could even imagine that the old man would again nag him to join the Slug Club!

"Oh! For... Um... For Ginny?"

Harry wanted to give himself a reason to do so, but it didn't seem to make him more assertive. After all, it's not a proper thing to reduce your homework.

"Dudu --

"Oh, who came to me so early? Please come in!"

When there was a knock on the door, Slughorn's voice came out of it immediately. Harry got a response, finally put his hesitation behind him, twisted the door handle and went in.

Or Slughorn will keep an eye on this office! This is really the best professor's office in Hogwarts castle.

Outside this office is an ordinary classroom for teaching theoretical knowledge. Originally, when the defense against the dark arts course needed to teach some non practical content, it would choose to take classes here. In the innermost part of this classroom, walking up the stairs is the professor's office room.

As soon as Harry opened the door, he saw the rising sun outside the high grille, which shone through the whole office. It can be seen that Slughorn decorated his office with many beautiful little things, most of which were labeled to indicate that they were given to him by that person.

Needless to say, they are all the excellent students he has taught - it must be true.

In addition, there is an inner room in this office where professors can live daily. Including the classroom outside, this is the three-tier space inside and outside. No wonder Slughorn has been obsessed with this office since his teaching career.

"Oh! Isn't this Mr. porter?" Slughorn sat behind his desk and greeted with joy. "Good morning!"

Hallidan paused and nodded reluctantly. After all, he came here this time and asked for something from the other party. He should always be polite, shouldn't he?

"Er... Good morning, professor." he felt his tone was still a little stiff, but he thought he couldn't do better.

"Of course, of course -" Slughorn was very happy. He thought Harry finally figured it out. "Come on, sit down! I think you must have been in this office in the past, because you see - you've always done well in defense against the dark arts!"

"Uh... Thank you."

Harry looked left and right, and at the old man's sign sat down in a nearby chair.

In fact, he really wants to say that this year's results will be like a piece of shit - well, let's save this topic for a while and talk to Ron!

"Well... Professor," Harry thought to himself and looked around again, trying to find a suitable breakthrough in front of him, "Oh... Is this Mr. Frum?"

In the cupboard to Harry's right, there are a lot of magic photos. Each one of them had a Slughorn and another. When he was trying to find a topic, he found one of his acquaintances at a glance.

"Yes, that's right!" Slughorn smiled. "Ambrosio Frum, I taught him for seven years. He was a likable guy. When I graduated, I introduced him to his first job. After that, every year on my birthday, he gave me a big gift basket."

"He... Well, he's very popular now," Harry nodded. "Honey Duke is the students' favorite shop on Hogsmeade day. But... He's a Slytherin?"

"No, no, he graduated from Hufflepuff college," Slughorn corrected. "I remember what I mentioned before. I don't just like my college students. I like every characteristic child - in fact, I don't like prejudice."

"Oh, that sounds good." Harry pursed his lips, scanned the photos again, and then he saw a beautiful woman he had known.