Chapter 728： opportunity

After Harry swallowed the Flux, he didn't answer Fish's question, but closed his eyes and felt something quietly.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and the whole person's spirit changed dramatically. He looked high-spirited and confident.

"You'll know after you taste it yourself." He smiled and handed the Fuling Elixir to Fish.

"Meow?"

Mao Mao blinked, then shook his head and refused: "No, Fish just waits for Severus to prepare it, meow."

Harry didn't force it either, because the elixirs instructed him to give it to Fish if he wanted to, and he didn't have to force it if he didn't want to.

So he withdrew the hand holding the Flux, closed the bottle tightly, put it away, and stood up with a smile, full of confidence.

"The taste of the Flux is nothing special, it's neither good nor bad," Harry picked up the invisibility cloak he had and put it on his body, "but after drinking it, it feels wonderful! Now, I must hurry to find Professor Slughorn."

His voice faded away, and then he burrowed into the hole in the portrait wall.

"Uh, won't you come and see?" Ron asked Hermione and Fish after a brief silence.

"No, Fish is going to burn me, meow."

As Fish spoke, he turned into a tabby cat, swooped to a chair by the fireplace, and curled up in a comfortable position.

As the weather gradually became colder, Feixu also gradually reduced the number of night tours and visits to the Forbidden Forest. Although he was not afraid of the cold, he felt more comfortable in the house to make a fire than going out to blow the cold wind.

Just as Fish was sleeping over the fire, Harry had already donned his invisibility cloak and came to the door of Professor Slughorn's office.

He pulled the invisibility cloak off his body and knocked on the office door.

The door opened, and Professor Slughorn appeared in front of Harry wearing a light purple cotton pajamas. He frowned slightly when he saw Harry, but soon burst into a smile.

However, before he could send Harry away on the grounds of the curfew, Harry said first, "The professor likes purple very much? This is the third pajamas I have seen of you, and all three are purple."

"Light purple and tan, to be exact." Professor Slughorn seemed delighted that Harry had noticed his hobby, and immediately forgot about sending him away.

"Want to come in for something to drink?" He subconsciously invited in a happy mood.

"Excuse me then." Harry nodded at him with a smile and walked in.

Only at this time did Professor Slughorn react, and a wry smile appeared on his face, but since everyone has been invited in, it is naturally difficult to go back, so he can only plan to perfunctory as much as possible. .

"Fish isn't here today, would you like some wine to warm up?"

When Harry sat down at the table, Professor Slughorn asked, taking a glass of red wine from the wine cabinet.

Harry's heart moved, and he suddenly realized how to get real memories from Professor Slughorn, but not today.

He lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your kindness, Professor, but I'm not an adult, so I can only drink a little butterbeer with you."

"Really, that's a pity." Professor Slughorn put the red wine back, "then let's have a cup of hot milk. If you drink coffee or tea at this time, you won't be able to sleep at night. I'm old. People should not stay up late, of course, and the same goes for young people."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to find his quip very interesting, holding his round belly and smiling like a happy old walrus.

Harry chuckled in cooperation, even if he didn't find it funny.

And Professor Slughorn stopped talking after pouring Harry a glass of hot milk, and sipped his own glass of milk while staring at the white liquid in the glass, which seemed to have a beautiful painting.

"I'm really sorry to disturb you so late, Professor," Harry said slowly after taking a sip of milk.

"Oh, no, it's nothing." Professor Slughorn waved.

Although he looked like he didn't care, but with the help of the Flux, Harry was very keenly aware that his body had subconsciously tightened. As long as he mentioned that topic, the other party would definitely pay attention to it. About him.

So today is not the best time.

That's what Flux told Harry.

So Harry didn't say a word about the Horcrux at all, "I'm actually here to ask about my mother."

Professor Slughorn immediately relaxed. Harry had never asked Lily about it before, so he didn't have any doubts and just believed Harry's words.

So he moved his buttocks to make his sitting position more comfortable, and asked in a gentle voice, "So what do you want to ask today? Do you need to come to me at night?"

"It's about my mother and Professor Snape." Harry's face was a little complicated. "You said last time that my mother was angry with Professor Snape."

"Oh, dear Harry," Professor Slughorn shook his head with a smile, "I didn't explain it to you at the time. Indeed, Lily may have contacted James Potter to be angry. Severus, but that doesn't mean she doesn't love your father."

Harry suddenly came to his senses. In fact, he had always been brooding about this matter, but he had not dared to ask further questions before, for fear that he would get some bad answers.

If it weren't for the reminder of the elixirs today, Harry would definitely continue to avoid talking about it.

"Lily is not the kind of stupid girl who would go against her will in order to get angry with others. She would choose to marry James Potter, and she must have really liked him. I would say that before, more because I think James Potter doesn't deserve her, and it's a little subjective." Professor Slughorn shrugged, "You know I always have a special place for the members of the club. preference."

He said it lightly, but Harry couldn't wait to punch him hard at those ivory walrus whiskers.

You must know that it was because of his "subjective emotions" that Harry couldn't sleep well for several days, and even today, when he saw Professor Snappin, Harry's mood was still a little complicated.

"And Professor Snape?" Harry continued.

"Severus," Professor Slughorn sighed, "Even without James Potter, the two of them probably wouldn't be able to get together in the end." He shook his head regretfully, as if lost in memories among.

Just when Harry got a little impatient, he spoke again: "Severus was too obsessed with black magic at the beginning, and like most Slytherins, he fervently worshiped the mysterious man. , so although I don't want to admit it, it is inevitable that Lily could not get together with him in the end, even if there is no misunderstanding, they will part ways sooner or later."

Hearing this, Harry finally completely untied the knot in his heart. At the same time, he also felt that the efficacy of the Fuling agent was gradually fading.

So Harry drank the milk from the glass, then got up and said goodbye: "Thank you, Professor, I should go back, and tell me more about my mother when you have time." The last instruction of the agent said this sentence.

"Of course, of course, you and Lily are both good boys." Tears flashed in Professor Slughorn's eyes. "As long as you need me, I can tell you about Lily any time. ."

Harry bowed deeply to him, then left his office, donning the Invisibility Cloak and heading to Gryffindor's quarters.

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