Hogwarts Everything is Three

"Oh, before you know it's late at night, it's almost time for curfew, you'd better go back quickly." Slughorn said after drinking the last sip of the wine in the glass, and then glanced at the one next to him. A sand funnel, "I had a great dinner today."

Everyone stood up, preparing to leave.

Slughorn reached out to Ellen and Hermione one after another: "Professor Harris, Miss Granger, thank you again for coming." Then he turned to others, "McLagen, Harry, Bray Si, you are welcome to come here anytime. The same for you, miss." He blinked at Ginny, "Well, you guys go, go, or I can't get points deducted."

Draco took Sabine and left the room first, and the others gradually left. Allen told Hermione to go back to the Gryffindor dormitory first. Instead of going out directly, he walked towards Slughorn. go with.

"Professor Harris, do you still have something to do?" Slughorn was buttoning his suit, which made his belly look a little prominent and also made him a little worried. What if the other party is really interested in joining his club deal with.

"Professor Slughorn, it’s like this. You know that when I was in my third grade, I established a intensive training class. Actually, it is not just a cram school, but an organization similar to your slug club. Later, we can help each other to make it easier for ourselves to gain a firm foothold in the wizarding world. After several years of development, our members have achieved little success, and by virtue of their network, we have also invited some wizards who have long been famous in all walks of life to join— —They don’t count as joining the Harris family itself, but just letting each other establish a good relationship...Although I have to admit that some of them really chose to join my family." Allen flashed a slightly mischievous joke in his eyes. However, he smiled gently at the somewhat silly potions professor, "I don’t know if Professor Slughorn is interested in joining my omniscience club. It is an honor for my club to have a potion master like you join me. I will definitely put your picture in the most prominent position on my photo shelf."

"Huh?" Professor Slughorn moved his throat, and was a little dumbfounded by this unexpected reverse invitation. He loosened his bow tie and tried to re-understand Allen's words, sure. Having invited others to join his own club for decades, I was indeed invited by Allen to join his club...

It’s just that Horace Slughorn, who learned that Allen’s training class had such a purpose behind it, has worsened his inner anxiety. The other party’s establishment of this kind of organization will certainly not be the same as himself, just wanting to make himself the core. , Introduce celebrities to know each other, plan the connections between members, so as to establish some good contacts and get some rewards such as free Quidditch tickets or a box of his favorite candied pineapples-this is in front of you A young professor obviously has greater ambitions.

It’s just how to tactfully refuse such a face-to-face invitation without hurting the other’s dignity. This is an art of speaking. Slughorn believes that he has refused the formal invitation of the other party’s umbrella company after all. He is also very embarrassed at this time, who is very talented in language.

After pondering a little, Slughorn smiled tentatively at Allen: "Professor Harris, please allow me to think about it for a while. You know I'm getting older. If it wasn't for Dumbledore's invitation, I would have continued. With my retirement, I don’t know if I still have the energy to join these activities after this teaching career is over, so please allow me to think about it for a while..."

"Of course it’s okay. My invitation is indeed a bit abrupt, but Professor Slughorn, I think before you think about it, our two clubs can actually hold some banquets like today to introduce the members to each other. In this way, building a good cooperative relationship can also take the opportunity to expand each other’s contacts, isn’t it?" Allen also smiled back at Slughorn, "As far as the members need each other’s needs, let them each other. Just contact yourself, we just kindly provide them with a good platform, and the others don’t care about us..."

Slughorn realized that Allen’s purpose was not in him, but the celebrities in his slug club, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, as the other party hinted at last, even if something really happened afterwards , It’s no wonder that he, who is just a platform contact, didn’t participate in person himself, and it can indeed expand his personal connections.

Knowing that the other party’s first invitation was just a stepping stone, Slughorn cleared his throat, realizing that he couldn’t refuse the other party again. "That’s really a good thing... I’ll write to arrange it, Professor Harris, what will happen to the Christmas holiday? Okay? Then everyone will have more time..."

The only thing the potions professor is entangled with now is that his decision will be the same as the Horcrux knowledge he told Tom Riddle before. Even if the truth on the table says that he has no responsibility, he himself understands and has been guilty of it. He thought that he had created the second generation of the Dark Lord with his own hands-the soul that had split too many times turned that handsome and rational handsome boy into a monster with disorderly behavior.

"A good choice, then I'll wait for the good news, and make an appointment for a specific time before the holiday, Professor Slughorn, goodbye." Alan nodded in satisfaction, and Slughorn personally sent him out. Just when he was about to close the door, Allen turned his head and used the chin door to make a numb. "Professor Slughorn, Harry is still inside. He has been waiting for the end of our conversation for a long time. Maybe you will let him go later. When you go back, you have to provide him with a certificate, otherwise you will definitely think that he violated the curfew if caught by Mrs. Qiaoshou..."

Slughuo turned around in astonishment when he heard the words, and found that Harry had been in the room all the time, and his mind was immersed in himself who had just been talking to Alan Harris, and he hadn't noticed that there were people in the room.

"Sorry Professor, I was just admiring that hourglass." Harry turned and pointed to a green small snake on the other table with four crystal clear snakes climbing on it. The four snakes climbed up and down two each. Above the hourglass made of drop-shaped crystals, their tails are connected-Harry is also a little staggered, even if he knew Alan before the first grade, but he always found the other side of each other, and their conversation just made Harry I personally felt the other side of the wizards from pure-blood families when they were running the family.

"Oh, yeah." Slughorn normalized his emotions and walked over. "Funny gadgets. The speed at which the sand falls is related to the quality of the conversation. If the conversation is interesting, the sand It's slow. If it's boring..."

"I think I should go." Harry said, watching the speed of the sand falling.

"Nonsense, what are you afraid of." Slughorn patted him on the shoulder, "As for some of your classmates, let's put it this way, they won't be able to get on my airs."

"What Professor Shelf?"

Slughorn slowly led Harry to one of his display racks. "Those aspiring students want to be there."

On the shelf standing by the wall, there are all kinds of photo frames, all in different sizes and in different sizes. Harry discovered that they are actually the wizards and celebrities he and Dumbledore saw when he and Dumbledore went to invite each other. Ha Lily Evans Potter, Lee's mother, was also on it.

"But having said that, you are already a character, aren't you? Harry." Slughorn complimented him. He was willing to come to Hogwarts to re-teach, besides considering his own safety, one of the main purposes. I also want to put Harry Potter photos on this shelf.

Harry looked at the pictures of these outstanding wizards above, thinking about Dumbledore's explanation to him, gritted his teeth and asked: "Has Voldemort ever been on this shelf, Professor?"

When Slughorn heard the name, his face was horrified, his eyes widened, and he froze for a while.

"You know him, don't you? Tom Riddle, you taught him." Harry asked without giving up ~www.NovelMTL.com~ He had many teachers when he was at Hogwarts. Slughorn replied lightly.

"What was he like then?" Harry continued, but Slughorn seemed to be immersed in memories and did not answer him. "Sorry, Professor, forgive me for asking, he killed my parents." Harry tried to ease Slughorn's guard.

"Oh of course," Slughorn raised his eyelids as if waking up from a dream, "you want to know more and understandable." He swallowed, "but I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Harry, When I met him once, he was smart but very quiet, and wanted to be a first-class wizard. When he was young, Tom Riddle was hardworking and handsome. As the chairman of the Boys’ Student Association, he was very influential in the school. Del is very good at liking, professors and students like him, he is almost perfect. If you see Riddle at that time, you will never let him and the evil mystery that will bring people infinite fear in the future. People are connected together. The feeling that an excellent male student council chairman brings to people is completely different from when he became a mysterious person in the future, but a bit like the present..."

Slughorn suddenly stopped talking, realizing that he almost said what he was worried about just now-Tom Riddle, who had not made Horcrux at that time, was very much like Alan Harris now. They are all excellent and almost perfect, Hogwarts wizards and role models, loved by professors and classmates, and their behavior is impeccable...

Slughorn suddenly turned around and looked at Harry. "It's not much different from other students I know, and it's not much different from you in fact." He raised his brows, "I want to say something. , He also hid deeply."

At this time, on the table, the speed of the sand in the hourglass wrapped by the four snakes became very fast.