Hogwarts God of Ice and Fire

After Lynn and Irina told Dumbledore that Voldemort had created seven Horcruxes, Dumbledore no longer needed Slughorn's memory as urgently as before.

After all, the role of that memory is no longer to provide intelligence, but merely to verify the intelligence.

In addition, Harry was immersed in the training of the illusion test, and the visible improvement in his strength gave him a great sense of satisfaction, which made Harry forget the task of obtaining this memory for a while.

It wasn't until the letter from Hagrid that Harry found the opportunity.

"But..." Hermione said calmly, "You also know how wary Professor Slughorn is of you. He thinks you are an old fox like Professor Dumbledore."

Ron grabbed his messy hair and said, "Not to mention, Lin En's alchemy array has improved the school's defense by more than one level. I'm afraid your invisibility cloak will not be able to escape the detection of the alchemy array."

Harry smiled and said, "Lynn knows about the mission to obtain this memory. I just need to tell Lynn my plan and he will give me the permission to pass the alchemy array. As for Professor Slughorn..."

Harry pulled a small bottle out of his pocket.

Seeing the small bottle, Ron and Hermione's eyes lit up: "Potion of Felicis?!"

Harry nodded and said, "I think it's time for me to use it. This bottle of Felix Felicis came from Professor Slughorn, so it makes sense to use it on Slughorn, right?"

Before dusk, the three went to the Quidditch field again and entered the illusion array.

They also signed up for this year's Apparition course, and at their request, all of their illusion tests these days were to practice Apparition in an illusion.

The biggest advantage of practicing Apparition in an illusion is that they will not be injured due to the phenomenon of separation. After all, their bodies in the illusion are constructed by alchemical detectors.

Soon, after Slughorn's Potions class in the afternoon, the sun set over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest and dusk arrived.

Harry held up the small bottle of Felicis Felicis, scooped a small spoonful of it and put it into his mouth.

"How does it feel?"

Hermione asked quietly.

Harry didn't answer, but closed his eyes and felt the Felicis sliding down his esophagus into his body.

He didn't feel anything at first, but as time went by, an extremely uplifting feeling slowly but surely flowed through his whole body, as if unlimited opportunities had come to him.

Harry felt like he could do anything, anything that he couldn't do otherwise.

"I know, I'm going to see Hagrid now!"

Harry said this, put on his invisibility cloak, and walked out the door.

Harry successfully arrived at the entrance hall. He saw that Filch had forgotten to lock the castle gate, and the alchemy circle that had been shining with golden light seemed to temporarily dim.

Harry smiled as he opened the castle gate, breathing in the fresh air and the smell of green grass, and walked slowly but surely down the steps into the twilight.

For some reason, as Harry reached the bottom of the steps, he thought he should go to the vegetable garden, where the fragrance would surely make him feel very comfortable.

Although it wasn't exactly on the way, Harry knew he should follow his impulse, so he immediately set off in the direction of the vegetable garden.

When Harry arrived at the vegetable garden, he was pleased but not surprised to find Slughorn in the garden talking to Professor Sprout. He hid behind a low stone wall, listening to their conversation.

"…Thank you for your trouble, Pomona," said Slughorn politely. "Most authorities agree that the herb is most effective when harvested at dusk."

"Oh, I agree," Sprout said enthusiastically, "Is that enough?"

"Enough, enough," Slughorn thanked him repeatedly, and Harry saw that he had taken a large handful of leaves. "Each of my third-year students can get a few leaves, and there will be some left over to prevent anyone from overcooking them... Well, good night, and thank you again!"

Professor Sprout walked towards the greenhouse in the gathering dusk, while Slughorn paced towards where Harry was hiding.

Harry suddenly had the urge to reveal himself, and he tore off the Invisibility Cloak.

"Good evening, Professor."

Harry said happily, smiling at Slughorn.

Instead, Slughorn was startled. He looked at Harry in shock and asked, "Oh my God, Harry, you scared me! How did you get out of the castle?"

It seems that Slughorn was really scared. He stopped calling "Merlin" and started calling "God" instead.

Harry happily told Slughorn about Aragog's funeral, and then pretended to say to himself: "Aragog is dead, and the venom in his body may only be buried underground with his rotting body."

Slughorn's eyes lit up when he heard Harry's words.

The venom of the Acromantula is very valuable. If the beast had just died, the venom might not have dried up yet... It would seem a waste not to collect it. Perhaps a pint of venom is worth a hundred Galleons...

"To be honest, my salary isn't that high..." Slughorn muttered to himself. He looked at Harry and said, "Harry, would Hagrid be happy to see the others arrive?"

The fish is hooked!

Harry grinned and said, "Of course, Professor, if you want to go, Hagrid might be very happy... We can give Aragog a more formal send-off."

For the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider worth hundreds of gold galleons, Slughorn accepted Harry's invitation without hesitation.

After taking the Felicis Felicis, Harry looked much smarter. With just a few words, he succeeded in getting Slughorn to follow him to see Hagrid.

Under normal circumstances, Slughorn would have begun to doubt Harry's intentions.

But this time was different, because this time it was not Harry who made the invitation first, but Slughorn himself who was greedy for the venom of the Acromantula and had inappropriate thoughts.

Harry and Slughorn successfully met Hagrid and completed the funeral of Aragog.

The only thing that surprised them was that when they took away Aragog's body, the hundreds of Acromantulas around seemed to be following a stronger Acromantula with a colorful body.

However, they didn't care about that.

Hagrid had buried his spider, and Slughorn had gotten the venom he wanted, and now the only one who hadn't achieved his goal was Harry.