Chapter 133: 'Request and Inquiries”

Chapter 133: “Request and Inquiries”

Matthew paused, his brow furrowing with skepticism.

He had noticed that Professor Slughorn was studying him with an odd expression.

A strange prickling sensation crawled up Matthews scalp, and the offices atmosphere took on an unusual tension.

As the dinner concluded, the remaining Slug Club members made their exits individually.

Among them, only Neville turned to cast a lingering glance at Matthew before departing.

In no time, Matthew and Professor Slughorn were the sole occupants of the office.

Whats the matter, Professor? Matthew inquired hesitantly.

Professor Slughorn didnt respond immediately.

Instead, he leisurely withdrew a cigar from his pocket, lit it, and brought it to his lips with slow deliberation.

Taking a prolonged draw, he exhaled smoke rings into the air.

Matthew waited patiently, uncertainty gnawing at him.

It seems youve developed a rather close bond with Miss Shafiq, Professor Slughorn mused casually.

Yes, Matthew agreed calmly. Shes a first-year student below me. Ive taken it upon myself to help her acclimate to Hogwarts and share some information. Its the right thing to do.

Indeed, certainly, Professor Slughorn concurred, his voice hearty. Youve acted commendably, Matthew!

Matthew couldnt help but feel surprised at the deans enthusiastic reaction.

In a way, I have a bit of a selfish plea, Professor Slughorn continued, his tone growing somber.

Please, Professor, feel free to share, Matthew responded enthusiastically, suppressing his inner confusion.

Miss Shafiks father was my most esteemed student during his time at Hogwarts, much like how I hold you in high regard now, Matthew. Professor Slughorn began to explain, his tone taking on a sluggish cadence.

This state persisted for almost a minute.

Matthew began to ponder if Professor Slughorn was grappling with some sort of mental ailment.

Professor? Matthew prompted gently.

By Merlins beard! The potions teacher jerked as if shaken awake, his features reflecting an edge of fear.

Matthew, my boy where did you come across this kind of magic? he asked hurriedly.

In Flourish & Blotts Bookstore during the summer, Matthew answered softly.

Shush! Professor Slughorn interjected, placing a finger against his lips, cautioning Matthew to say no more.

If your description holds true, then this is some truly alarming magic Professor Slughorn remarked gravely, his voice slightly trembling.

It falls within the realm of the most potent forms of dark magic on the obscure side

If a wizard experiences this, it can only mean that their body has been invaded by another soul!

Another soul? Matthews voice wavered, mirroring Professor Slughorns own.

Yes, another soul, akin to a ghost but distinct Professor Slughorn explained hand pressed to his chest. Normally, only exceedingly powerful wizards can perform certain forms of dark magic to wholly extract a soul from a body. If another wizard possessed that soul, they could gradually influence their mind and even manipulate their actions

In that moment, a connection formed in Matthews mind, linking Quirinus Quirrell and Voldemort from the first book.

Matthew shivered involuntarily as the image of Voldemorts hideous, malevolent visage suddenly flashed before his head.

Professor Slughorns hand landed on Matthews shoulder, offering a reassuring pat. Dont be frightened. Matters of the obscure side tend to remain distant from us. Its advisable to steer clear of books related to such subjects; they can only lead to further entanglement.

Indeed, Matthew managed a slightly strained smile, nodding. Thank you, Professor Slughorn. Ill take my leave now.

Take care on your way, Professor Slughorn said warmly, waving farewell.