Chapter 426： Slughorn's Wind Criticism

Dumbledore looked around, seeing everyone's expressions in his eyes. He looked a little tired, but still smiled and said, "Alastor, two Aurors have come from the Ministry of Magic. They need to know something. I brought them."

A tall man flashed in. Felix glanced at Kingsley with a serious face. Tonks followed him. She changed herself to short red hair today, and bunches of it stood up indiscriminately, looking quite Conspicuous. When Felix looked over, she waved enthusiastically.

From Tonks's open pockets, half of the blue slender glass tube was revealed. It should be the newly launched super bubble water from "Future World"...

Moody grinned at his two uninvited guests, and smiled wickedly, "Scrimgeour sent you?"

"Mrs. Bones asked me to say hello to you, Alastor, we all care about you. By the way, I am the official Auror!" Tonks said cheerfully.

Sirius' eyes rolled, and Moody said with a dumb voice, "I hope they haven't released water in the course of sneaking and stalking."

Tonks snorted softly, "You are too strict."

At this time, the dark-skinned Kingsley opened the briefcase, and with a light wave of his wand, a piece of parchment flew out of it. The handwriting on it was densely packed, and the bottom column already had several handwritten signatures.

"Let’s talk about the old days, Alastor." Kingsley said in his characteristic low, slow voice: "We have tasks. The senior officials in the ministry are busy. I represent the Minister of Magic. , The Magic Law Enforcement Department, Wissengamer, and the Auror Office are asking questions about your experience in the past few months. They have prepared some questions... Principal Dumbledore?"

Kingsley looked at Dumbledore cautiously.

"Ah, let's go out first. Kingsley and Alastor are old acquaintances, they won't have a conflict." Dumbledore said to the crowd with a smile, and then stopped the first Snee who was about to leave. Pu, "Please wait, Severus, I have a few small questions about the analysis report you gave me."

Everyone walked out of the ward, and Madam Pomfrey closed the door. Felix caught a glimpse of Kingsley and Moody on the bed from the last gap and hugged him, "Bang!" The door was closed firmly.

Sirius whispered: "Principal Dumbledore, my substitute..."

"Sirius," Dumbledore said in a serious tone, "I will not reject your application, but it is obvious that you are not ready to become a professor yet."

"But my grades are very good!" Sirius said angrily, and he stared at Snape, who was laughing at him, wishing to slap him in the face.

"I'm not referring to grades, you should know this," Dumbledore said.

There was another lonely expression on Sirius's face. Harry wanted to say something for the godfather, but Professor Haipu who was across from him shook his head slightly, and he had to hold back the kind words.

"Albus, Professor Moody's appointment should be only one year?" Felix said softly.

Dumbledore smiled knowingly, "Yes, Alastor has retired, I don’t want to work **** him, this year’s situation is special enough... When I think about half a year later, I will write a new job advertisement. People have a headache."

In the outer corridor of the school hospital, Dumbledore and Snape walked upstairs. It seemed that their destination was the principal's office. Felix estimated that the analysis report mentioned by Dumbledore should be aimed at the remaining potions they found in the secret room. It is likely that Voldemort used it to keep his body from breaking down.

But it's not easy to ask, he turned around, looked at Sirius, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville and the others, and asked them: "I'm going to Hagrid, you guys..."

"So are we." Harry said immediately. Ron and Hermione nodded like a chicken, and Neville looked around and touched his head.

"Let’s go together, maybe you can help a little bit." Felix said happily. Seeing Harry’s puzzled expression, he explained: "Hagrid’s snails grow too fast. What's terrible is that , They don’t need hibernation yet, and they are full of energy. Hagrid asked me to build a few chains to prevent these aggressive creatures from not surviving the first winter..."

The little wizards who are no strangers to fried snails turned pale.

They walked out of the castle and walked deep and shallow in the snow. The biting wind pierced their thick clothes. The little wizards shivered with cold. Although Sirius' face was pale, he was more shocked than he was just now. much better.

Felix waved his magic wand, "One of the most practical magic in winter, if you haven't bought a thermostat locket."

They warmed up immediately, and their pace slowed down. Harry was amazed, and Hermione asked in surprise, "Professor, what is the spell of this magic?"

"Warm up like a stove."

"Is it easy to learn? If you learn, can you achieve the effect of a constant temperature locket?" Ron asked.

"Your two brothers asked me the same way," Felix said, "but unfortunately, it only works in winter."

Ron pouted, "Now I finally understand why they were invincible in the snowball fight."

"Professor, who is Mrs. Bones?" Harry thought of the name Tonks had mentioned, which was familiar.

"Amelia Burns, the current director of the Magic Law Enforcement Department, has a good reputation." Felix said simply.

"Susan Burns's aunt," Hermione whispered.

"Sirius, do you know her?" Harry asked. He felt that his godfather should know her from his performance just now.

Sirius thought for a while, smacked and said, "I have an impression... She was four years older than me when she was in school. She was a very smart and serious witch," he muttered softly, "I seem to have caused her to cry."

"What's the matter?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"Oh, it's been a long time..." He saw Harry looking at himself with interest, and said helplessly: "You should know that you can't use magic in the corridors of the school..."

Harry nodded their heads.

"When I first entered school, I showed off the Fluorescent Charm in the corridor. Of course, I made some improvements... Amelia happened to see it, so she seized the opportunity to deduct points. She is the prefect..."

"I don't think the prefect should have the right to deduct points." Ron mumbled. He remembered the deduction of points by Percy in the second grade.

Sirius smiled understandingly: "Remus is also the prefect. I happen to know some inside stories. Prefects cannot deduct points casually. They must write an explanation for each deduction of their points, and there are other restrictions. ... For example, Amelia only deducted two points."

"It doesn't sound like much." Harry said.

"Yes," Sirius said emotionally, "but I was very unconvinced at the time, and ran under her eyelids and continued to use the fluorescent curse. The colorful rays of light flashed on her lenses... She was naturally very upset and gave me points. , I continued to recite the spell. We were in a stalemate for a long time, and in the end we deducted about two hundred points?"

Harry and their eyes widened.

Sirius smiled slyly: "Actually, it was not long after the school started, and the scores of each college were not high. I remember that there are only a few rubies in the hourglass of Gryffindor College?"

"You just escaped like this?" Harry asked incredulously.

"It's not that simple. I was locked up for a week," Sirius said nonchalantly. "But Amelia is also uncomfortable. I heard that she cried and finished the reports."

Harry thought it better not to tell Susan Burns about this, she admired her aunt, and Ron thought the opposite.

"Should we hold a duel self-study group activity, Harry? The last activity was a long time ago." Ron said eagerly. "We can ask Sirius to be our guide."

Sirius was a little moved, but he refused, "I can't enter Hogwarts casually, this time Hagrid helped me."

They came to Hagrid’s hut. Hagrid was busy working in the pumpkin patch at the back of the house. There were only a dozen snails left, but they were a lot longer. Even in the snow in winter, they still had energy. abundant.

"Are you here?" Hagrid said out of breath. He roared and threw forward a snail that broke free of its restraints. After a while, he got up from the snow, and everyone saw the pressing under his body. The deep-fried snail was motionless.

"It's dead?" Felix asked.

"Not yet," Hagrid said coarsely. "Maybe fainted." He turned the snails over, picked up a thick rope next to it, and tied it in the middle of its body. Felix guessed it was a bomb. The waist of the tail snail? If this creature has this body structure.

He approached, and lightly poked the thick shell of the snail with his wand, and its legs slammed twice, proving that it was still alive.

Felix quickly cast a spell on those chains. He said to Hagrid: "I have left some gaps, but if they continue to grow, they may need to be expanded in the future."

"I see," Hagrid said gruffly. "That's fine."

When they sat on the blanket in Hagrid’s hut, Hagrid was still feeling sorry for the snails: "They are very docile and don’t hurt people very much... but like infighting, I don’t know where it is. The influence of the side may be the lion-headed and helicopter, they have always lived alone."

The hot tea in Harry's hand was not fragrant anymore.

Felix said: "It's best not to release them first. Severus is studying the medicinal value of this creature."

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Neville coughed suddenly and violently. "Oh, sorry..." he said with a horrified expression.

"What's wrong with him?" Hagrid asked puzzledly, reaching out and patted Neville, who fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Ron said very understandingly: "He might have thought of dealing with the snails' materials in the future..." With that said, Harry suddenly felt uncomfortable. Snape always had the habit of punishing students for handling disgusting potion materials. Especially those materials that are not very precious and can be manufactured in batches.

Whether it's the slimy, soft larvae of the snails, or the slime on their bodies, if Snape finds any wonderful use, it will definitely become a nightmare for future students.

And Harry can guarantee that these people will definitely be the first students to be victimized.

Hagrid handed over a towel, and Neville took it. The towel immediately moved on his own and wiped it on his face, chin, and lapels. "Oh, sorry, that's automatic cleaning!" Hagrid He took it with an apologetic face.

"No, it's okay," Neville said palely.

Hagrid looked at him hesitantly and brought a plate of hard cookies from the back room. "You can try this." Neville politely picked up a piece. He saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione shaking their heads resolutely and slowly. Put it down immediately.

Fortunately, Hagrid didn't realize this. He was talking to Felix: "The snails have shed some shells. I don't know if it will be useful for you. I will leave some for you."

Felix nodded, "This is a new material. No one has seen it before, but I think it should have the characteristics of both the lion head and the fire crab, but it is hard to say that it is more biased. If it is the former, its value is very great."

"Mr. Scamander doesn't tell me much about this. We are just discussing some tips on cultivating magical animals," Hagrid said gruffly. "We are not in the same direction... But some of his suggestions are very useful."

Harry knew that Hagrid was talking about the one in classroom 7. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "I heard that many ghosts like it?"

"Yes, I did see a lot." Hagrid said. "It's not reliable to hear that they are planning to ask Principal Dumbledore to find a cook... But they are much more active than in previous decades. NS."

"Do they have anyone?" Ron asked, he was usually interested in these weird things.

"There is one," Hagrid murmured, "Horace Slughorn, the fat monk was so impressed with him that he would slip into the kitchen for supper every night when he was in school, and never lost his meal."

Harry knew the fat monk, that was the ghost of Hufflepuff College, but he didn't know who Slughorn was.

"Is that the potion master?" Hermione said in surprise.

"Do you know him?" Hagrid glanced at her. "Very interesting person. He was there when I was in school. He was the dean of Slytherin College. Sirius must know him."

They looked at Sirius, who was sitting on the sofa holding Fang, scratching Fang's chin, and it was so comfortable that it groaned. He said slowly: "Of course I know that an old man who likes to enjoy, he formed the famous slug club and brought together a lot of Death Eaters."

"What?" Harry shouted in surprise.

"Oh, don't worry, he has nothing to do with the Death Eaters." Sirius said. He saw Harry and their expressions still frozen very stiffly, and explained: "He is an old man who loves to enjoy mead and candied pineapple. , Three-story upholstered sofa..." He glanced at Felix, "I bet he must be eyeing your company. When I went to see Remus, I saw a chair. It was his favorite. ."

When talking about the chair, Hagrid's expression became abnormal, and his eyes drifted to a toolbox in the corner. A red umbrella stood beside the toolbox.

"...He has a common problem with Slytherin, he likes to build relationships, he admires vanity, and he doesn't show much interest to people with no potential. Of course, he is much better than the current dean."

Felix glanced at him reproachfully.

Sirius opened his hand, "I'm telling the truth, well, let's ignore some unpleasant bat spirit," he continued, "In addition to his enjoyment of material enjoyment, he also has a magical ability. He always pays attention to those students with potential. He built a platform for these people to communicate with them, and he looks forward to a return someday in the future. He likes this feeling."

"The Death Eater," Harry asked.

"As I said, in addition to ability, he also values ​​his birth, and you should know who most of Slytherin is." Sirius said, "Not many really get in by ability, but Harry, your mother is the best. An outstanding one."

"My mother?" Harry was shocked again. He didn't know why he was eager to refute, but he did it anyway. "But, but she is Gryffindor!"

"She got in by her ability." Sirius said, "Lily's potions are very talented. In the war years, the potions she made saved many people, especially when he was chased by Voldemort, when we people She can only hide in the safe house, and only she is still playing a role."

His tone fell, "If she and James can survive, Lily will definitely become the most dazzling potion master. What Snape..."

Sirius hummed twice, expressing his contempt.

"What about you guys?" Harry asked, and he desperately wanted to know more, not the Professor Slughorn, but Sirius and his parents.

"Me and James?"

"And Professor Lupin Harry said, "I mean, Remus. "

Sirius laughed: "I was, uh... more rebellious," he blinked at Harry, "I can't understand his style, especially when Regulus joined the club later, so I just I don’t want to be involved. James’s situation is similar to mine, but he is more because there are too many Slytherins there, and he is very hostile to Slytherin..."

"As for Remus, he is good at both character and academics, but you know, his identity is a big problem."

"But I heard that his identity is confidential, and few people found him to be a werewolf during school." Harry asked puzzled.

"I can explain this," Felix said. "You can't expect to hide from a magical wizard, especially when he is still a potion master."

...

The next week passed quickly. After the holiday given to employees by the "Future World" company, Felix moved to Diagon Alley and spent the last few days on the improvement of new products. Unconsciously, Hogg Watts's new semester has begun.