Chapter 657

"Come on, please take a seat... Now all the seats I have prepared are full! This is really a happy thing..."

When Harry, Hermione and Ron also appeared at the door, slughonton clapped gently with a smile. He looked left and right at the table. It seemed that he could gather so many guests. It was really a great harvest in the social circle.

In fact, since Slughorn returned to Hogwarts, such private parties at school have become colorful.

Yes, driven by the bald old man, the students are also in love with this kind of small party - even if they can't get permission to borrow the hall from Professor McGonagall, it's no problem to hold a small activity only belonging to their own college in the public lounge.

Of course, Slughorn, as the leader of the private party industry, must be the one who takes the most trouble.

But today, even Marca didn't expect that the old man invited the little girl Sarah hornheim. I have to say that he was fast enough.

"So..."

Maka was about to say something, but unexpectedly, Hermione and the three were not the latest. The last one to arrive was Lavender brown, who tangled with Ron last semester.

"Oh... Dear Professor Slughorn," Lavender whispered in her slightly artificial tone, "I think I seem to be a little late - please accept this bottle of Ellis wine I ordered from three brooms as a token of my apology."

"Miss Brown, you really bother..." Slughorn waved his hand again and again. "You're not late, just right? Come on, come in!"

As he spoke, he took the bottle that lavender handed him.

"This is really the red wine produced from Ellis moor village. Although the price is not expensive, it is of great collection value for wizards who really like red wine! Thank you very much, a moving heart!"

At the same time, Slughorn waved his wand and added a chair to the table. Although his movements looked casual, everyone immediately guessed that lavender probably came uninvited.

But even so, Slughorn, who likes making friends and is quite easygoing, will not be turned away from future guests. In addition, the other party is very "sensible" and brought a gift.

Let the uninvited guest sneak in smoothly.

"Well, Professor Slughorn -" Marca didn't care about these little things. When lavender and Slughorn took their seats, he sat down with everyone at the round table with exquisite tablecloth, shrugged and smiled, "as the host of today's party, are you ready for the next opening speech?"

During his speech, lavender first smiled at Hermione, and then his eyes swept over Ron's face intentionally or unintentionally.

Hermione and lavender have been roommates for so many years. It's not easy to be indifferent when they say hello to each other, although she doesn't like this girl at all - the relationship between little girls is also complex!

The old man felt his round belly, and the smile on his face obviously became stronger.

"Oh, come on! What I'm holding today is neither a dance nor a dinner. There's no such formal statement..." he said happily. "I'm sure it will be the purest dessert tasting! I don't want to let nonsense take up most of our time before filling our stomachs with those sweet and rich delicacies -"

"Oh, that sounds great!"

Maka smiled and applauded his approval of the good idea, as Slughorn had done before. But there are several people present who don't know. They count every time. The fat old man has the most nonsense.

However, most people will not refuse dessert. Even Hermione, who didn't want to come to attend, can't help looking forward to it. I have to say that the old man may be unreliable in other aspects, but he always pays special attention to the details of eating, drinking and enjoyment.

"If you can like it, I'll be even happier!"

Slughorn said, seriously pulling out his wand and rowing around from left to right. Suddenly, a cup of black tea immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Then, when he finally pointed to the middle of the round table, a brightly colored cake appeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the first dessert tonight," the old man put down his wand and clapped his hands with a satisfied expression, "I think we should all know that Ambrose Frum, the owner of the Duke of honey, is my former student. At tonight's dessert tasting, most of the desserts are new ideas I asked him to prepare! Really, I can't find them anywhere!"

He first showed off his students as usual, and then introduced: "this is called 'red velvet cake'. I heard Ambrose tell me that this kind of cake seems to be very famous in the Muggle world... But I want to say that Muggles will not think that this red velvet cake was only popular among vampires in the United States!"

As Slughorn said, Muggle born wizards are familiar with this kind of cake. Of course, even Maka doesn't know its origin. When Slughorn heard that he had emerged from the vampire community, he suddenly moved a little.

The sharp contrast between the snow-white cream and the fiery red embryo body makes people feel that they will not be half surprised even if they are told that they are drenched with blood.

"Of course, vampire desserts are not used to our wizards!" the old man continued, "so Ambrosio and I spent a lot of effort this time to replace the real blood with the juice of the blood tentacle. Believe me, it tastes sour and sweet. Once we eat it, it will be unforgettable!"

"I think..." Marca smiled. "It will also make us more sensitive to all good feelings, so you will choose to make it the first dessert tonight?"

"Oh, you tell me the little surprise I hid!" Slughorn said helplessly, "yes, it is - the juice of blood tentacles is in the formula of ecstasy. You can remember the characteristics of this material in my n.e.w.ts course!"

With that, he shared a cake for everyone and tasted it.

It has to be said that the red velvet cakes with some new patterns in this area are really delicious.

Because it contains a lot of blood tentacle juice, the scarlet cake with smooth cream is put into the mouth, which is sweet and thick with a little sour taste, and soon becomes more and more clear. In addition, the black tea with appropriate temperature makes people have endless aftertaste.

But after all, everyone came after dinner. Even if there seems to be a tempting saying in the world that "dessert is packed in the second stomach", excessive eating is always bad. So everyone just got a small piece.

However, this excellent delicacy has once again aroused everyone's appetite, and soon everyone began to look forward to the second dessert tonight.

So after that, as Slughorn turned out all kinds of desserts again and again, they were swept away by everyone here again and again, and everyone's satisfaction was rising.

When the party was half over, at Lavender's suggestion, Slughorn, who was particularly happy, opened the bottle of red wine she sent and tasted it.

Of course, no one wants to share with him except him. Because Ellis red wine is actually very famous - people who like it can buy it by barrel, while people who don't like it will never drink it again after one sip.

I don't know how Lavender knew Slughorn, a little-known hobby.

The dessert tasting finally lasted until a few minutes before the lights went out. In the latter half of the time, everyone enjoyed delicious food and chatted casually. Most of them had a comfortable time - at least much happier than the old man's previous parties.

Well, except that lavender turned his head to see Ron a little more, everything is really beautiful.

At the end of the day, Slughorn, who had a red cheek after drinking, stood up and announced with a smile that the dessert tasting was over. The big guys left their seats one by one, and the students hurried back to their dormitories to get ready for bed.

"Fortunately, tomorrow is a rest day, or I'm afraid I'll have to rush my homework to the early morning..." Ron whispered as he walked in the corridor at the door.

"Yes!" Harry couldn't help echoing, "after the sixth grade, the homework became more difficult and spent more time..."

Marca followed them and smiled casually.

"Even if you have a rest tomorrow, you'd better speed up," he kindly reminded. "Tonight is Snape's night patrol, and he knows Slughorn is going to have a private party - don't let me say any more? Hurry up! If he catches me, don't blame me for informing you first!"

"Oh, Merlin's smelly boots!"

After Ron's low cry, the students who heard this, no matter which college, immediately trotted. Maka watched them disappear one by one at the corner in front, and couldn't help shaking her head slightly.

"I'll have a good sleep today! I have to go to the greenhouse to change the pots for those baby bumps early tomorrow morning. I can't always trouble professor sprott..."

With this thought, he immediately quickened his pace and soon turned to another corridor. But no one noticed this time. It seems that there is another person who didn't leave with everyone.