Chapter 895： ?bowl

Later, Hagrid took out a few bottles of wine in a trance and used magic to put a full glass in front of everyone-Hagrid himself used a bucket-sized wooden glass.

"Hagrid, I don't think I can ..." Harry got the revelation of the magical agent and knew that he couldn't drink it, but after refusing to say it, Hermione interrupted him.

"Hagrid! Sober, both me and Harry are students! We can't drink!" Hermione reminded-although Allen hasn't graduated from age, he is already a Hogwarts professor, and Luna's actual age ... So Hermione struggled, and finally decided not to remind them of it.

"I drank a lot of soup, so I won't drink Hagrid today." Allen's attention is still on the food, he eats a little today.

"Oh, sorry Hermione! I forgot ... hiccups ~" Hagrid had a big sip by himself, and he burped.

"Drinking is not a problem, there are three professors on the scene who didn't say anything, are you going to be a teacher's good baby?" Penelonunu grinned with red lips, and looked at Ai who filled himself with a bowl of soup. Lun.

Today, Hermione, who has always been at a disadvantage, raised her jaw, picked up a cup and sat in front of Penello.

"I'm full, and I went to the Forbidden Forest for a walk to digest and go back." Luna stood up and waved at the others, stroking her belly and turned to go out-this made Pene who tried to excite Luna too Luo sorrowfully placed the target on Miss Master.

"I haven't been drinking too much lately. Actually ..." Although Slughorn said so, his hand raised the glass early. "After your poor friend Robert was poisoned, I let a house-elf **** every collection. Although there is no problem with the bottle of wine, I still dare not drink it. Who knows when the poison was given? "

Harry glanced at Hermione, who was drinking with Penello on the other side, and he was very thankful that she did n’t seem to hear Slughorn, otherwise Harry could completely imagine Hermione listening to this abusive domestic elf What will be the expression after the practice-this also makes Harry not thinking to correct the matter that Slughorn once again mistaken Ron's name.

"I raised him from an egg," Hagrid said sadly. "How small was it when it first hatched, and it's the size of a pug."

"It's lovely." Slughorn complimented somewhat perfunctoryly.

"I used to keep him in the school cabinet until ... oh ..." Hagrid's face gloomed.

Harry knew why the principal Tom Riddle blamed Hagrid on the secret room incident, and he was expelled from the school.

Slughorn looked at the ceiling, where there were a few copper pots and some animal furs. "Hagrid, you have a lot of good stuff here ... how about, have you saved so many valuable things and want to get married? Recently? What happened to Mrs. Maxim? "

"Olim? She's fine ..." Hagrid blushed a little. "It's inconvenient to go back and forth between Britain and France. We only meet at the weekend, but everything else is fine."

Allen put down the soup bowl and patted his belly a little indecently. "It seems that you and Mrs. Maxim's phantom transfer have been well trained, but be careful if you are too far away."

"Don't worry about Allen, we will all move to the coastline, then cross the sea, and then teleport to the destination." Hagrid's face was still a bit red. "It's not as far across as once."

Slughorn did n’t seem to be listening. He took another bite and looked carefully in the hut. Harry knew he was looking for more treasures. He could replace him with a lot of oak wine mead, Smoking jacket with pineapple compote and velvet.

Slughorn filled Hagrid and his glass again, asked about the creatures now living in the forest, and asked how Hagrid could take care of it. Hagrid opened up with alcohol and Slughorn's flattery, stopped rubbing his eyes, and began to talk about the feeding of the tree guard.

Later, not long afterwards ~

Hermione's cheeks were flushed and she fell unconscious on the table.

Allen put down his glass and stood up. "Forget it, I'll take Hermione back to the lounge first ... she has the same amount of wine as Draco."

"Sparkle!" Penello's gaze shouted, and then said to Allen, "Let Sparkle send it, and Sparkle can send her directly to the bed, it is not convenient for you to send it directly at this time ..."

Alan smiled bitterly. "... don't say it seems like I would often send myself into the girls' dormitory at other times ..." Alan smiled bitterly

With a "slap", she appeared in the hut, and she bowed low to Penello.

"Send her back to the girls' dormitory in Gryffindor." Penello pointed to the drunken Hermione's order. "It's a little late today. You can get compensation when I give medicine to my parents."

Harry on the side was a little embarrassed at this time. Hagrid was talking to Slughorn in the corner, and it was even more difficult for him to join in the conversation between Alan and Penello. He regretted that he should also bring Ginny over.

"So, I'm going to pack up and get ready to go back ~" Penello looked at the messy Hagrid hut, and she didn't even want the cutlery that Hagrid used, and she didn't plan to stand up at all. Turned away.

"Wait for me, I should go, I'll take you out." Allen stared at Slughorn and Harry, and waved goodbye to them.

Walking outside, Penello leaned over to ignite the fire that had been extinguished under the pan outside.

Alan, who was originally planning to help Penello, asked strangely, "Penello, you are ..."

"Your mother will like my craftsmanship, and I will go to the tower to give her a try." Penello said confidently, she discovered tonight, whether it was Fleur or Daisy or Emily, Harris In addition to Morgan Le Fay and Hufflepuff in the portrait, she has an overwhelming advantage over other women in cooking.

"Your meal is really amazing today, I bet you gave her the recipe for Helga in the portrait, you can open her eyes ... yes, then do more by the way ..." Allen hurriedly asked, "Today's spice depends on Snape. He also improved the formula for us. I will give him a copy."

In the moonlight, Alan and Penello said goodbye, and the fire burning outside Hagrid ’s cabin emitted black smoke, and soon the smoke drifted with the wind, leaving only Hagrid, Harry, and Slughorn, everyone else has left.

Harry was sitting in a chair, watching Hagrid and Slughorn drinking and chatting, and Harry ’s feet, which had changed from the previous situation to the observer, were suspended under the chair and swayed easily, eating braced teeth. Lying under his feet.

Hagrid and Horace Laghorn sat side by side in the opposite corner of Harry. Hagrid sang a soothing song that sang a dying wizard Otto. Slughorn took a sip of wine and watched Hagrid smiling happily, shaking his body gently with Hagrid's song.

"I raised him from a spider egg and when I first came out of the shell. It was still a little bit, not much bigger than a little baby dog. Do you know the size? The little baby dog ​​is about the same size." Hagrid was a little drunk. Constantly drawing on different sizes, sadly remembering Aragog.

"It's so beautiful. I used to have a fish called Francis who was close to me." Slughorn also seemed to be infected with Hagrid and put a smile on his previous experience of keeping pets. "One afternoon, As soon as I went downstairs, he disappeared ... 'Poo' disappeared. "

"It's strange? Isn't it?" Hagrid took a sip of wine again.

"You're living, and suddenly" poo "is gone." Holas also gave himself a sip. "Yeah, but I think this is life."

Hagrid's eyes widened in confusion, sadly recalling Aragok's appearance. He shook his glass and learned Slughorn "Poof!"

"puff!"

Hagrid's furry head fell backwards, slammed into a wall made of wood, and then began to snore.

Harry was giggling because of the indulgent drinking of Hagrid and Slughorn. When Slughorn's eyes met him, the smiles on their faces disappeared.

Slughorn's hands were placed on the table, his cheeks were flushed under the effect of alcohol, and he looked more old and weak. "A student gave me Francis ... A spring afternoon, I saw I have a small bowl on the table. There is a shallow water in it, and there is a petal floating on the water. I looked at it, but it sank. Just when it hit the bottom of the bowl, it deformed. It turned out to be a small fish. It ’s really beautiful and pleasing to the eye ... That petal is lily (lily in English is lily), as beautiful as your mother. "

Harry didn't speak, and Slughorn's tone was very sad. "The day I went downstairs, the day the bowl was empty, it was your mother ..."

Slughorn couldn't continue for a while, and was silent for a moment. His eyes were wider than usual. The greasy and false smiles on weekdays had completely disappeared. He looked at Harry seriously. Helpless and sad "I know why you are here, but I can't help you. Helping you will ruin myself."

"Do you know how I survived, Professor?" Harry's gaze crossed the candlelight swaying in Hagrid's heavy snoring, met Slughorn's eyes, and raised his hand to touch himself. Forehead, "On the night I left this scar, it was because of her, because she sacrificed herself. Because she did not want to leave me to live."

The layers of wrinkles on Slughorn's forehead were squeezed together, and the eyes were soaked in water.

"Because her love is stronger than Voldemort's mana ..." Harry continued.

Hearing the name, Slughorn struck a spirit, and he closed his eyes and shook his hands reluctantly, "Don't say his name!"

"I'm not afraid to say this name! Professor, now the UK is very safe. He was kicked out like a bereavement dog, and now he dare not go back to the UK." Harry's tone was a little fierce. Slughorn "Whether the real savior is Allen, me, or Dumbledore, but to solve him completely, we must know what you told him ..."

Slughorn shook his head reflexively, his old cheeks trembling slightly,

"Be brave, Professor!" The spirit agent guided Harry to continue to encourage, "Be brave like my mother, otherwise you can only shame her, otherwise the bowl in your heart will always be empty."

Slughorn's face was pale, and the sparks on his head were all sweat, and Harry was silent for a while from the tearful candle, and the magical agent told Harry, don't interrupt the look, wait again Wait.

Tears in Slughorn's eyes ~ www.novelhall.com ~ swallowed a sip of water, as if a certain decision had been made, "Please don't look down upon me after reading this."

He reached his pocket into his pocket very slowly, withdrew his wand, and with his other hand reached out a small empty bottle from the cloak. He still stared at Harry's eyes and raised his fat hand. "Even at that time, you couldn't imagine his strength."

Slughorn made up his mind, narrowed his eyes in pain, pressed his wand against his temple, and then took it away, pulling out a long strand of silvery memory. His hand trembled slightly, and Harry's hand stretched out from the opposite side, holding his wrist, and Slughorn successfully put the strand of silver into the bottle, and the memory circled in the transparent bottle.

Hogwarts' Snape office in the cold underground, the candles on the walls were lit, they cast a dim light, Snape looked at a pot of steaming lamb suddenly appeared on his desk Soup, silent for a moment, pointed his wand at the locker next to it, a dirty spoon and a soup bowl flew out-after his home in Spider Tail Lane was renovated, furniture, tableware and cups were replaced After the new one, he took these old things to the office.

Snape filled himself with a bowl, but he didn't drink it immediately. He just sniffed the special aroma from the soup bowl filled with broth.