Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

Professor Horace Slughorn seemed still immersed in the excitement just now,

He couldn't help but said to Harry,

"Yes, of course you. Only the unique magic within you can truly activate it."

"I don't understand, sir."

Harry looked confused after hearing this and replied truthfully,

"Hey......"

Then a long sigh came from Professor Slughorn's mouth, which seemed to contain endless emotions and memories.

"It's a long story,"

He muttered softly and took a deep breath, trying to calm the turbulence in his heart.

In the process of organizing his thoughts, Professor Slughorn subconsciously reached out and patted Harry's shoulder lightly.

When his palm touched Harry's arm, he couldn't help but reveal a complex expression of surprise, joy, and nostalgia for the past.

"Well...he's already a solid and good young man."

Professor Slughorn slowly raised his head and looked at Harry's face carefully.

It seems that he wants to find some traces of the proud disciple who he loved so much.

Then he was stunned when he really saw Harry's green pupils,

"Professor? Professor?"

Harry saw that the old man was distracted and called out twice. He was used to this situation. Snape would often fall into deep thought like this.

After Harry regained his consciousness, Professor Horace Slughorn was obviously a little dazed.

After all, time is not forgiving, and his reaction at an advanced age is far less agile than that of Snape: "Oh...I'm sorry, kid, where did we talk about just now? Well...let's Let me think about it...Oh! By the way, let’s start from the beginning.”

"Severus should be aware of how the outside world evaluates me, a bad old man, right? Whether they say I'm vain or greedy for power, maybe these evaluations have something to do with it, haha, I won't argue with it anyway. What."

The old man chuckled and mocked himself,

Snape on the side remained expressionless, but Harry was very surprised.

Speaking of snobbery, Harry has lived with two snobs since he was a child. He doesn't think this old man is very snobbish.

However, the old man's words did not stop due to Harry's doubtful gaze.

"I don't care what others think at all. When I was still studying at Hogwarts, I especially liked to deal with those capable and talented people, and I tried every means to establish friendship with them. Even if these people had not yet shown their talents at the time, they still They are unknown people, but I can still get along well with them.”

The old man pointed at his eyes, feeling quite proud of himself.

"If you ask me, this is a kind of talent! As long as the guy I like, there is something special about him. Because of this, when I become a teacher at Hogwarts, So I founded an organization like the 'Slug Club', and only invited students I admired to join. I would help them equally, and I myself have benefited a lot from it."

"The editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, the captain of the Holyhead Harpies, oh, yes, and one of my successors, the Potions Professor of Hogwarts and the Head of Slytherin. They are all my former friends. student."

"Predecessor," Snape corrected,

"Oh, Severus, you really make me sad,"

Professor Slughorn laughed,

Although he said this, he still looked at Snape with great joy.

"But at least you are still a potions master known in the magic world, although I don't need your help in refining potions,"

Hearing the words of his mentor, Snape couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Yes, who made Professor Horace Slughorn also a master of potions?

The old man's character really hasn't changed at all.

"It seems a bit far (Snape: Far?),"

"I favor these outstanding children, but I am not always fair. There is one child who I do not favor, but dote on. That is your mother, Lily Evans."

Not surprised, Harry wasn't surprised at all, he already knew this,

With Sirius and Snape tutoring him on old things in the wizarding world, he was no longer the child who knew nothing about the wizarding world without Ron.

He even knew that Professor Slughorn just missed one name, a name that was once unknown but is now well-known, Tom Riddle.

However, the old man didn't seem to care about Harry's reaction. After all, he no longer hid, and after appearing, he talked about these things endlessly, just because he had a strong desire to talk in his heart.

"This is Lily's graduation gift to me. He is also my best friend after retirement. I call him Francis."

Professor Slughorn once again put his finger into the fish tank, and allowed Francis, the little fish that had been magically turned into golden yellow, to gently rub his fingertips.

This familiar touch caused a doting smile to appear on the old man's face again, but I wonder if this doting is given to the little fish in front of him, or to the child who is as kind and lovely as his own daughter?

Memories of the past came flooding back, and the brave, lively and lovely little girl with long red hair and green eyes seemed to appear in front of Professor Slughorn's eyes.

She was standing in her small classroom, happily playing with the magical potion bottles and cauldrons, and mumbling...

Looking at this scene, Professor Slughorn couldn't help but smile with relief.

He said softly: "Lily, you are such a gifted child. Only in my academy can you truly unleash your potential. As long as you nod your head and agree, I will immediately go find Minerva and Albus , let them transfer you to our college."

However, what he didn't expect was that the little witch retorted mercilessly: "I don't want it! Professor Walrus!" After saying that, she made a face at Slughorn mischievously,

Then he turned around and continued to focus on the potion experiment in his hands.

Slughorn shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of love and appreciation for the little witch.

......

"Oh, where did you talk about just now?" The old professor rubbed his temples and asked again, struggling to get his thoughts out of his memories.

Harry and Snape looked at each other, both feeling helpless.

They all felt that today was not a good time to talk about memories, but Snape, who had been silent, finally spoke,

But his interest was obviously not high, and he said in a casual tone: "We talked about why you are avoiding me."

Upon hearing this, Professor Slughorn frowned slightly, as if trying to recall the previous conversation.

After a while, he murmured to himself: "Have we talked about this? Well, just pretend that we have. Why are you avoiding you...Actually, you are not the first one to come to me. It’s not even the second one.”

"What do you mean?" Snape's face became more and more gloomy. If his expression were applied to others, he would have made Professor Slughorn angry.

But the old professor knew clearly that the student in front of him had always had such a gloomy personality.

At this moment, his behavior was actually caring about himself.

Thinking of this, Professor Slughorn couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"You all know that I have another [famous] student."

The old professor laughed at himself, causing the other two people in the room to fall silent as well.

Who would have thought that such an outstanding student body president would turn into the legendary Voldemort?