Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

"Haha, thank you Severus."

Snape put down a bunch of herbs in his arms and nodded slightly, "It's okay."

Slughorn looked at Snape with concern, "Is your injury okay?"

"If you mean me who was saved by you and healed by Phoenix Tears, I'm fine." Snape's eyes swept across Slughorn's body, "What surprises me is that you are surprising. Charm level. And why do you know where the secret room is?"

Slughorn's eyes were full of pride, but he still said modestly: "After all, you are my student, but it did scare me at the time. In order to escape the pursuit of those Death Eaters, I had to use some means Save your life. It just so happened that I was still carrying the elixir that I planned to reward to the students. So, it’s all lucky, hahaha!”

"Really...Thank you."

A glass of mead was handed to Snape, and Slughorn nodded, "Don't refuse this time. Why are you kid studying such dangerous potions?"

After hesitating for a while, Snape took the mead and said, "Just like you, it's just a way to save my life. Dumbledore has already punished me, and there won't be such a danger again."

Slughorn laughed, mentally complaining about Snape's choice of words. Save your life? It's to ensure that I will definitely die.

"Oh, by the way, you are Mr. Malfoy's headmaster. He has been, how should I say, absent-minded lately. He is always absent from class, and even when he comes to class, he has a scary face, which has always bothered me."

Snape nodded, leaning his nose against the wine glass, "I'll talk to him."

When Slughorn was about to drink the mead, Snape stood up and swatted the wine glass out of his hand, "It seems that Professor you are the one whose injury has not healed. The wine is poisonous."

"Ah, no way!?" Slughorn suddenly stood up and looked at the gloomy-eyed Snape in front of him in fear, and then at the bottle of mead he opened, "This is what I am going to give to Dundee." No one has touched the wine that Blido gave as a thank you gift before."

Looking at Slughorn spitting saliva into the air, the suspicion in Snape's eyes turned into disgust. He put away the wine glass and the entire bottle of mead, "I was kidding, I'm going back now. This bottle of wine is just a thank you gift for helping you carry the potion."

Slughorn, who didn't react, just watched Snape leave with his beloved mead. His expression suddenly changed, and he had a glass of fire whiskey in his hand.

"There is nothing we can do. Severus took away the last stock, so I can only make do with whiskey. That boy Draco should be educated by his own headmaster."

Because the poisoned mead was discovered by Snape in advance, another of Draco's plans was cut short in advance. In Potions class, Draco's face became increasingly ugly, even a little aggrieved. But after that, Draco never missed any classes again.

At night, while Cyrus was enjoying firewhiskey, there was an anxious knock on the door. Cyrus looked at the time, Valentine's Day.... It seemed that Harry was here with Ron.

"Professor Slughorn! Professor, are you there? Open the door quickly, Ron has swallowed the love potion by mistake." Harry covered Ron who was pouting towards him with one hand, and smashed the office door frantically with the other hand.

Slughorn, wearing a nightgown, opened the door lazily, holding a piece of goat cheese in his hand. He looked impatient to be interrupted by others and said, "Love agent? Harry, although Hogwarts is not against romance between students, your approach is too radical."

"Professor...that's not the case. Stop him. He ate the Valentine's Day chocolate someone gave me!"

Slughorn sighed and stepped aside, motioning for Harry to pull Ron into the room.

Ron's eyes were dim and he shouted in a dazed voice, "Romilda, Romilda, where are you? My dear..." Harry beside him had goosebumps all over his body and urged Slug. Horn makes the antidote. "Professor, can you hurry up? If this continues, I won't be able to help but beat him."

Slughorn looked at the two of them indifferently, "Harry, with your strength it should be easy to make the antidote."

"I think it's better to leave it to an experienced professor. After all, you are the most authoritative." Harry has not forgotten that he will try his best to gain Araghorn's favor whenever he has time.

Harry's compliment seemed to be very useful, and Slughorn accepted his compliment naturally, "Of course, if you say so..."

Ron, who was wandering around the house, suddenly approached Slughorn, stretched out his arms to hug him, with a silly smile on his face, "Honey, do you want to have a drink together?"

Before Ron's fingers could touch Slughorn's back, a sharp elbow hit his chin, causing Ron to fall backwards. Slughorn held the antidote in his hand with a surprised look on his face, "Oh, sorry, young man, I didn't notice anyone behind me. I have been exercising recently due to rehabilitation training, haha."

Harry helped Ron, who was dizzy and swollen from the impact, and swallowed, "Well, Professor, let me feed him the antidote." After feeding Ron the antidote, Harry reorganized the words , "Professor, I apologize to you again for what happened before."

"It's over, it's okay Harry."

"I heard that you were seriously injured while trying to save Professor Snape. I borrowed some recovery herbs from Hagrid. This is a prepared wound medicine that is very effective." Harry took out a The box of ointment is on the table.

Slughorn's eyes stayed on Harry's hands. The wounds had healed, and there were no signs of recent injuries. "Is this the ointment you used to treat your own wounds? It seems good." He scratched his head and turned around as if recalling, "My teacher once told me that if you keep getting hurt, no matter how many times you get injured, Bai Xian doesn’t make sense either. That’s roughly what it means.”

Harry retracted his hands and said, "I rarely go to training alone recently. I am looking for other ways to help Principal Dumbledore and the others."

"Really?" Slughorn sat down on the sofa, glanced at Ron who was still dizzy, put away the ointment on the table and nodded to Harry to express his thanks. "If you feel confused or even afraid about the future, then keep yourself busy. Although you don't know where the destination is, at least you are moving forward. This is what you have been doing now, and I am loyally happy about it."

Slughorn pointed to Harry's hands again, "But you are still controlled by your emotions. Harry, is your purpose of practicing fighting every day and night really to protect rather than revenge? Your anger at being deceived, Grief, hatred and even fear can only be vented towards one person. But can a war be caused by one person?"

"But it wasn't all caused by her! Professor, you may not know much about it. The black god of death who has recently attacked various cities must be Cyrus! Everything from the past to the present was planned by her."

"I have no intention of excusing her, and she will definitely be punished accordingly." Slughorn pointed at Ron, "That silly boy, and Miss Granger, you should have gone through that together, right? ?You can’t survive the suffering by yourself, and you are gradually drifting away from the people who originally supported you behind you.”

Slughorn stood up and walked up to Harry, put his hands on his shoulders and pressed hard, "Everyone at Hogwarts should fight against the Death Eaters together. Don't be afraid, you should fight for those Death Eaters. I feel pitiful. They don’t understand love, the value of life, and friendship. You are protecting the most precious thing in the world, but they can’t see it at all.”

"I believe you have enough strength to protect yourself now. Imagine if a war breaks out and you rush to the front line on your own. Can you protect your friends in the rear? You alone can block all the enemies. Attack, or can you cast a spell powerful enough to protect everyone?"

"I...I don't understand what you mean."

"Dumbledore told me roughly what happened that day. A person's strength is not truly powerful. Carefully recall the scene at the Ministry of Magic. Follow your friends closely behind you, support your family, and even the Order of the Phoenix. members. They would be fearful, humiliated, and angry, but they just didn’t show it.”

Memories that he didn't want to face again suddenly came to mind. That night at the Ministry of Magic, Cedric, despite being injured, would still take the lead to protect Hermione and the others behind him. Ron carried the seriously injured Hermione and ran, and he didn't know whether it was tears or sweat streaming down his face. Neville's legs were shaking, but he never fell behind. Sirius's body was shaking as he hugged him. Professor Moody was missing a leg. He knelt in front of everyone to resist the fierce fire...

Harry, you go quickly!

Harry, let's go out and relax.

Harry, even practicing requires proper rest.

Harry, would you please stay with me?

The DA members are all worried about you, why don't you practice together anymore?

Harry, everyone is upset...

Harry...Harry...Harry...

Slughorn's voice woke Harry up from his memories, "If you really want to protect them, stop temporarily and look back at them. You have been supported by them, it's time to support them."

Harry led Ron out of the office.

"Harry, what just happened to me?" Ron woke up as if from a dream. He tried to move his neck, and heard a click as his neck twisted. He tilted his neck, his chin was red and swollen, "What's going on?"

"The love potion is a highly concentrated one, but Professor Slughorn has already given you the antidote."

"Then what happened to my jaw? My neck was also twisted!"

"Uh... you bumped into Professor Slughorn when he was doing rehabilitation training. Oh, let's go, let's go to the school doctor's office again." Harry put his arm around Ron's shoulders. He lowered his eyes and smiled, "I'm sorry, brother, I always have been."

"Huh? What are you apologizing for?"

"It's nothing. Come play wizard chess with me tomorrow, and invite Hermione to join you. Principal Dumbledore gave me a difficult problem, and I still don't know how to solve it."

The Christmas holidays are approaching, and Slughorn's Slug Club dance begins as scheduled. Because of his previous rescue of Snape in the cellar, Slughorn became the focus of the entire ball. Slughorn, who was dizzy after being complimented by everyone, staggered to the bar and sat down, rubbing his swollen head. It was more troublesome than the pure-blood convention held by Gellert at that time...

A sound of vomiting sounded from the window, and Slughorn turned his head to see Snape standing in front of a student. The student had a very bad expression on his face. He seemed to be trying to avoid Snape's murderous eyes, but was blocked by the window behind him. Harry crept out from the side curtain. He lowered his head and looked directly below Snape, eh...

"Congratulations, you were granted one month of confinement, McLaggen." Snape spoke very slowly, as if McLaggen in front of him was undergoing a slow execution. "Don't leave in a hurry, Potter."

Harry was suddenly stopped. He kept thinking of words to excuse himself, "Professor, I think I have to find my own dance partner."

"She will have no problem even if you are not here. I have a message from Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Headmaster Dumbledore? What news?" Upon hearing the news from Dumbledore, Harry turned around and looked at Snape. Harry's actions were noticed by Snape, and his frown deepened.

"He said hello and wished you a happy holiday. He went on a trip and didn't come back until the holiday was over."

Harry was about to ask where Dumbledore had gone when a chubby figure squeezed between the two of them, and then a cleaning spell was cast on Snape's clothes. "Severus, I've been looking for you for a long time, come here quickly! They want to take a set of photos for us for tomorrow's report."

Slughorn pushed the reluctant Snape into a crowd of reporters, "Professor Slughorn, I don't think this is necessary..." Taking photos plus being talked about , Snape was extremely reluctant, but was dragged all the way to the center of the crowd by Slughorn. Harry couldn't help but sigh that Snape was so rude when facing his teacher.

"Ahem, everyone be quiet. Let me introduce to you, this is Professor Severus Snape, my most outstanding and proud student! Not only has he brought the declining Prince family back on track, but he has also developed He has a new and improved soul nourishing potion and wolfsbane potion. It can be said that he is the hope of the future of the magic world, hahaha..."

Waves of flashes of light hit Snape's increasingly gloomy face. He didn't expect that Slughorn didn't show off himself but instead praised him endlessly. Just as they were about to leave, several noisy shouts interrupted everyone, and Filch walked into the room, dragging Draco by the back of his collar.

"Get your dirty hands off, dirty squib!"

"Professor Slughorn, I found this boy sneaking around in the hallway. He said he was invited to the ball."

"Okay, okay, I didn't..." Faced with everyone's focused gazes, Draco just wanted to leave as soon as possible. Slughorn stepped forward and patted Filch, signaling him to let go of Draco. .

"Mr. Malfoy... I'm sorry, I did invite you, but there were too many invitation lists. I only noticed this morning that I forgot to send yours. However, our dance is about to end. I was too careless. . Sorry, I will definitely send you the invitation letter in time next time."

He looked at Snape who had already walked to Draco, "Severus, please welcome your students, okay?"

Snape turned around and looked at Slughorn one more time. After a moment of silence, he nodded and pushed Draco out of the door.

Slughorn nodded to everyone, "It's okay, let's continue, continue." His eyes wandered among the people, and he waved his hand in one place, "Harry, come here. Let's take a picture together."

"Professor Slughorn, let me forget it...I think I need to find my own dance partner."

"Don't say that, come here quickly!"

In the dark corridor, Draco was forced into a corner, "I put the curse on them, and I also put the poison. What does it have to do with you!"

Snape pushed Draco against the wall, "I warned you not to be so blatant. No one can see through your cleverness! I can't believe I promised Lucius to protect you!"

"I don't need protection! This is a mission given to me, and I won't let her down!"

"She? She can't even protect herself. Didn't you see what happened in Slytherin Mansion!" Snape stared into Draco's eyes, "She knows your mission... Where is she? She is with You entered here together, right!?”

"Ha! You all look down on me! I will complete the task without anyone's help!"