Chapter 891： Taste better

In the stands, Harry and Sirius were slowly advancing with the crowd, and the godson and godfather were excited to discuss the game that had just ended-Harry's family situation and Sirius's emotional situation made him two completely immune to the final questions in the commentary.

Suddenly Harry stopped and was still talking about how James had dealt with Slytherin ’s treacherous means. Sirius hit Harry ’s shoulder. He looked in Harry ’s eyes. He was wearing a robe and wearing a robe. Professor Horace Slughorn, who came back from the stadium in a square hat.

Slughorn had been avoiding Harry before, but today they met face-to-face with them. His footsteps paused and he groaned for a moment, then he took out the hand in his trouser pocket and gestured and said "Oh, God, I forgot something. "Then he hurriedly turned back to the stands without looking back.

"It was picked up by other people if it didn't work. It seemed that he was out of luck." Sirius stared at Slughorn's back and moved closer to Harry.

Slughorn, Harry's gaze follower, shook his head. "Luck ..." He thought of Dumbledore's previous suggestion, "Sirius, sorry, I'm not going to have dinner with you, I have to go find Hermione to borrow Something to do. "After that, Harry trot away without waiting for his godfather to respond.

On the high stands where Harris was, Hermione was saying goodbye to the Harris family, and Morgan Le Fay appeared excited and curious to Daisy and Tonks, "I will ask Luna after I go back. Ask Owen, if his mother is still alive, then who will save me when I fall into the water with his mother ... "

"..." Hermione was a little speechless. She was in silence for Mr. Harris, who was about to be slammed by this problem-but I thought that most of Owen's character would not hesitate to say to save Morgan Le Fay in this situation ...

At this time, the crowd saw Harry coming, and mistakenly thought that Harry was also coming to bid farewell to Morgan Le Fay and embraced Harry enthusiastically. After an extra greeting, Morgan Le Fay, who was about to leave, glanced around and found that Penello and Allen were both absent. She had speculations about the whereabouts of the two, but it was not good in front of Hermione. What to say, just thought that the little girl Patricia met the teacher who just left her here, and Morgan Le Fay, who felt that she was even more pitiful, told the wolf mother, "You will take Patricia and Her mother will come home to have a meal together. "

"Yes, ma'am," said the wolf mother, holding Patricia's hand.

Morgan Le Fay touched Patricia's soft hair again, lowering his head and saying softly, "Our home is different from the current Quidditch stadium. You and the wolf mother will go back and take your mother together."

After that, Morgan Le Fay left Hogwarts with the support of Albert.

"Hermione," Harry saw everyone leaving, and finally took the opportunity to get closer to Hermione. "I think I need enough luck. Hermione, lend me the bottle of spirit medicine that Slughorn rewards you for. ? "

"Harry, the potions can't be used indiscriminately!" Hermione frowned and looked directly at Harry, pursing her lips in disapproval.

"I'm never going to use it indiscriminately, you know, about Dumbledore's mission." Harry whispered anxiously in a hurry, whispering that just when Slughorn saw himself again and found an excuse to leave said.

At this moment, two owls flew over, they flew in front of Hermione and Harry, and stretched out their left legs. Harry and Hermione glanced at each other and untied the small roll of parchment tied to the owl's legs.

Harry didn't rush to open the roll of parchment, he looked at Hermione eagerly, hoping to get a reply.

"Okay, okay ..." Hermione took the bottle of spirits from her pocket and gave it to her friend. "After drinking it, people will be lucky within twelve hours. I don't think you need to drink too much." It ’s enough to drink a few sips for a few hours, otherwise overdose will cause dizziness, recklessness and arrogance ... Harry, this feeling may be wonderful, but do n’t rely on it. "

"Thank you Hermione." Harry raised the vial and took a sip.

"How does it feel?" Hermione whispered, and Hermione, who had never consumed such a thing at all, was still quite curious about the potion.

Harry didn't answer for a while, he didn't feel any difference, then, slowly but surely, a feeling of great excitement flowed all over his body, as if he had unlimited opportunities, and briefly seemed to master the illusion of omniscience He felt that he could do anything, everything ... The memory from Slughorn suddenly seemed not only possible, but also a breeze ...

"It's great ... I feel so good!" Harry smiled and straightened his back with a confidence that was completely different from usual, full of confidence, and gave the rest of the healing agent back to He who felt that his friend's expression had become strange. Min, then opened the small roll of parchment.

When Harry opened it, he saw messy and scribbled writing on the parchment, and there was a large group of ink on the paper, which was difficult to recognize.

Dear Harry

My friend Aragok is dead, Alan helped me send it back, I told you how special he is, if you can come to my funeral for it, it means a lot to me. I plan to hold a funeral at dusk, this is his favorite time of the day. I know that you will be delayed later after doing all this, but Alan is also there. He will be able to send you back to avoid Filch ’s harassment. I did n’t want to make this request, but I could n’t face it alone.

Hagrid

"I'm going here, Hagrid must be sad." Hermione also stared at his parchment full of ink stains. Apparently there were large drops of tears on the parchment. "I knew you Harry already It ’s time to finish Aragok ’s funeral and drink the magical agent tomorrow ... Remember, Professor Slughorn usually eats dinner early, and then takes a walk before returning to his own office. "

"Yes!" Harry nodded with a confident smile, then he said to Hermione with a certain tone, "I'm going to Hagrid too, now go."

"What? No! Harry, you have to go to Professor Slughorn! You have just taken a potion!"

"Hermione, I know, but ..." Harry paused, seeming to organize the language to explain the reason to Hermione, but eventually he gave up and just described his feelings, "but I think there must be a good thing to go to Hagrid. ! I think ... I feel like where to go now, understand what I mean? "

"No ... this is the agent that made you think this way?" Hermione shook her head a little stunned.

"Trust me, let's go quickly, I know what I'm doing ... or as you said, the Elixir knows."

Severus Snape ’s office, although he is no longer a potion class professor this year, but his office is still in the cold basement-Slughorn chose a better accommodation,

In front of the storage cabinet full of weird glass jars, Snape put the several potion materials requested by Allen in front of him in different small burlap pockets. Professor Snape ’s lips The tightness seemed to suppress the anger, and his face under his dark, greasy long hair was very gloomy, his eyes drooping, and he looked at the last medicine in his hand from the eagle nose, and threw it into the bag. . "

"Professor Snape, it really helped me a lot ... However, please allow me to say goodbye first." Allen seemed to maintain a serious look on the surface, as if he wanted these medicines to really make a potion. The ingredients are delicious, so he deliberately added some ingredients that are not needed for the stewed lamb soup-but today Professor Snape is surprisingly cooperative ~ www.novelhall.com ~ did n’t use his aggressive voice to ridicule .

"Please wait, Professor Harris"

Hearing the other person ’s voice, Allen turned around, and Snape ’s yellow, thin face was a bit stiff, “Let Potter live ... you promised.”

"Unlike Dumbledore's many promises to you and their actual results, the promise I promised will naturally try my best to comply." Allen thought that Snape was for the resurrection stone, but he did not expect him to think of himself. Way of caring about the child of the beloved woman.

Snape stared at Allen's eyes for a while, as if judging the authenticity of his tone, and then groped his hand in the bag on the belt in his robe, letting it hear the sound of cloth rubbing.

Allen's eyes had just been placed on the birch wand exposed by Snape's movement, and then he felt another small soft rag in his hand.

Sensing the other party's mood swings, Allen stared at Snape, but the other party didn't notice that they just whispered in memory and said, "When you stew soup with meat with special flavor, it will taste better."