Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 129 Memories Obtained
After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere in the auditorium became more and more lively. The Weird Sisters were playing their new song on the stage. On the dance floor off the stage, a large number of wizards were having a carnival. Slughorn was also held by Jamie. The draft beer is a little over the top.

Jemini also looked a little drunk, but he still patted Slughorn on the shoulder carelessly: "Come on, professor, let's have a fun."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and a bottle of vodka and a row of small cups appeared on the table. Jemini filled the draft beer cups with [-]% beer, then filled the small cups with vodka, and then he put The vodka was thrown into the draft beer glass, and the bubbles piled up instantly.

"Oh...Jesus, that's a deadly drink." Slughorn grinned.

"Depth charges..." Jamie laughed, "This is how you should drink at a party, Professor."

"Then I'll give it a try." Slughorn smiled cheerfully, picked up a glass and drank it down.

Then he exhaled with a distorted face: "Oh—this is really..."

"It's too strong, isn't it? Let you get back the feeling of youth?" Jemini laughed.

"Yeah, yes, of course!" Slughorn seemed a little excited: "I feel my blood is hot all over, as if I was back in my 20s."

"Actually you don't look old now," Harry agreed.

"Oh hehe...Thank you Harry." Slughorn smiled and looked at Harry appreciatively: "I still know what's going on with me."

"Actually, Harry is right, professor, how can a powerful wizard like you have no means of avoiding aging?" Jamie handed another cup of depth charge to Slughorn: "Come on, professor, Let's do it!"

"Done it!" Slughorn raised his glass, touched Jemini, and drank it down.

Jemini observed Slughorn's state with dark eyes, and seeing that Slughorn began to shake his head to stay awake, he finally said: "When it comes to the means of avoiding aging, I heard about it not long ago. An interesting magic, I wanted to ask Professor Snape, but he didn't know much about it, but I think teaching a knowledgeable person like you should be able to help me."

"Oh?" Slughorn smiled drunkenly, "Then tell me."

"Just... I don't know, Professor, have you heard of... Horcruxes?" Jemini asked softly.

Slughorn's eyes straightened immediately. He looked at Harry beside Jemini, and then turned his gaze to Jemini, with a flash of fear in his eyes: "Dumbledore asked you to come?"

"I don't deny this, you know, professor." Jemini put one hand on his chest lightly: "I've always treated people with sincerity."

"I don't know, I have nothing to tell you, Jemini." Slughorn said in a panic, trying to stand up, but a dizziness hit his head, and he fell back into the seat again.

He's about a hundred years old, and it's no wonder he can stand up after drinking so much draft beer and depth charges.

"Calm down, Professor, your reaction is too aggressive, there are so many people here." Jamie helplessly helped Slughorn to sit down: "Maybe we can have a good chat, how about a glass of whiskey to calm down?" ?”

As Jemini spoke, a glass of malt whiskey suddenly appeared in front of him.

Slughorn took a sip, looking even more dizzy.

"Horcrux?" Harry looked at Jemini with some surprise: "Voldemort's?"

"Oh...don't mention that name kid..." Slughorn shuddered feebly.

"Actually, I didn't tell you just now, Harry." Jemini shrugged: "Professor Dumbledore needs a memory from Professor Slughorn. Regarding Horcruxes, we all know that Voldemort created Horcruxes, but ..."

But we don't know how many he made!
Jemini didn't say it, but Harry suddenly understood what he meant.

Slughorn looked at Jamie imploringly: "That's a memory I never want to recall, Jamie, please..."

"It's not terrible to do something wrong, Professor." Jemini said softly as if coaxing a child: "The pain that dare not face yourself, refuses to make amends, and let regret follow your life is the most terrible..."

"I used Legilimency on Harry. Although he didn't remember what happened that night, I still saw it in his mind. Voldemort killed his father and asked her mother to get out of the way. Originally, her mother could not use it. Dead, but to protect him—"

"And that Muggle couple on the dance floor, they were Harry's aunts and uncles, they knew it would be dangerous to adopt Harry, they didn't even like Harry, but they adopted Harry and raised him anyway, Professor , they are just ordinary people who don't know magic..."

Slughorn looked straight into Harry's eyes, their sockets flushed.

"But professor, you keep saying that your favorite student is her, but you refuse to help her son. She obviously gave Harry her life, but you don't even have a memory..." Jemini shook his head regretfully .

"Don't say that..." Slughorn looked at Jemini pleadingly: "If it can help Harry...of course it won't be a problem...but that thing is useless..."

"It's useful, professor. Dumbledore needs to know, but what you don't know, professor... I have already destroyed two of Voldemort's Horcruxes." Jemini patted Slughorn on the back reassuringly.

"I don't need your help to destroy the Horcrux and find the Horcrux, I just need a memory." Jemini said gently.

"Of course I would, Jemini, but—"

"Are you afraid?" Harry looked at Slughorn. "Afraid he will find out that you helped us?"

Slughorn said nothing, his face looked terrified.

"Professor, I defeated Professor Dumbledore in a formal duel a few months ago." Jemini said softly, "Professor, he didn't let the water go."

Slughorn's eyes widened suddenly. Even if he was drunk, he understood what it meant for Jemini to defeat Dumbledore.

"You just need to be a little braver, like Harry's mother, and although I can't guarantee that I can kill Voldemort, it is definitely no problem to protect your safety. He is definitely not my opponent."

"Just like what Jemini just said, Professor." Harry sat on the other side of Slughorn and patted Slughorn on the back: "It's not terrible to do something wrong. Not daring to face oneself, refusing to make amends, letting regrets follow one's life's pain is the most terrible..."

"As my revered elder and teacher, Professor, please..." Jemini also said softly.

"I feel dishonored..." Slughorn murmured, "I'm ashamed of—for what that memory of mine shows...I think I may have done a lot of damage that day..."

"As long as you give me your memory, all this will be cancelled." Jemini said softly: "And you are not at fault, you are a teacher, it is only natural for you to answer questions for students, no one will say What."

Slughorn looked at Jemini, then into Harry's green eyes, and after a long while, he finally reached into his pocket and took out his wand.

Jemini hurriedly handed over a small vial, and Slughorn took it, still looking into Harry's eyes, and pressed his wand to his temple, then pulled it away, revealing a long, silvery strand from the tip. A silky memory, it grows longer and longer, and finally breaks gently.

The memory fell into the bottle, the silver thread curled up, then unfolded, hovering like gas, he stuffed the cap into the bottle with trembling hands, and handed the bottle to Jemini.

"Thank you very much, Professor." Jemini solemnly took the bottle of [-] Galleons.

"You are all good boys..." Slughorn's face was full of tears, and the smell of alcohol was spitting out of his mouth: "I hope...you don't think too bad of me after reading it..."

As he spoke, he put his head in his arms, sighed, and fell asleep.

Jamie doesn't know if he's really asleep, but at least tonight, he won't be willing to face Jamie and the two of them awake.

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