Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

"Harry! I can't believe it! You and Raven would hide such an important thing from me!"

Ron stood behind Harry, his voice full of shock and anger.

"One is my brother! The other is my best buddy! How could you do this to me?" Ron felt that he had been betrayed by the people closest to him.

"Thankfully I still trust you so much! I will tell you anything! But you did this behind my back!" Ron became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice unconsciously raised an octave.

"Speak! Speak! Harry!" Ron asked loudly,

However, at this moment, only Ron's roar echoed in the empty corridor.

Harry, on the other hand, stood silently in front of Ron, saying nothing.

In fact, Harry felt aggrieved. He didn't mean to hide it from Ron, but this matter was too complicated and he couldn't explain it for a while.

Moreover, they are traveling at night now! One after the other, they are swimming at night with their invisibility cloaks on! Can you have a sense of ceremony?

Harry couldn't help but groan secretly in his heart,

Please! Ron! If you speak so loudly, aren't you afraid of attracting Filch?

If Filch discovered it, he would be in big trouble! Thinking of this, Harry quickly reached out and grabbed Ron, telling him to keep his voice down.

Even if Filch is not nearby at the moment, if any professor comes here, they will be caught!

In order to prevent himself and Ron from being caught, Harry decided to respond to Ron first.

"Shh!!! Ron, I will give you an explanation when you get back. Now, don't make a sound!"

Harry kept his voice very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

However, Ron clearly didn't intend to stop there.

You know, Max Depp, the principal of Ilvermorny who unfortunately died last school year, was actually the first Dark Lord Grindelwald! This shocking news itself had already frightened Ron!

What he couldn't accept even more was that Dumbledore and Grindelwald were lovers when they were young.

! Harry actually hid such explosive gossip from him!

Shouldn't good brothers share blessings?

Just when Ron was about to stand up and retort,

Harry in front suddenly stretched out his hand, patted his arm gently, and made a gesture - that meant [still].

Ron's heart trembled, and he immediately understood: he had to stop what he was doing and stay as quiet as possible, because this meant that someone was approaching.

Sure enough, a sound of "ta-da-da" footsteps slowly came from not far away.

However, the footsteps seemed a bit strange, not as regular as normal people. Sometimes it's gentle, sometimes it's quick,

From a distance, Harry and Ron smelled the refreshing aroma of wine.

The sweet breath floated over like a wisp of smoke, teasing their olfactory nerves.

In the darkness, a huge and fat figure gradually emerged.

His head was smooth and round, like a carefully polished pebble.

When walking, his steps were a little erratic, as if he were stepping on cotton.

He was holding an oak wine glass in the shape of a pirate's prosthetic leg in his hand. From time to time, he would reach into his pocket and take out a few candied fruits that exuded a strong pineapple scent and throw them into his mouth as snacks to accompany the wine.

Harry recognized the person immediately—Professor Horace Slughorn!

At the same time, he is also the affectionate "Grandpa Horace" in Harry's heart.

This special title was Harry's private nickname for this respected old professor.

In fact, if it weren't for Harry's insistence, the kind old professor would have even wanted Harry to call him that in public.

It's a pity that Harry declined the old man's kindness on the grounds that "you should address yourself when working".

Apparently, the professor had just brought back some midnight snacks from the kitchen.

Harry knew very well that Grandpa Horace had a special liking for oak-aged mead, and pineapple preserves were one of his favorites.

I saw the old professor walking this way,

After Harry and Ron looked at each other, they moved very tacitly and carefully, several times slower than a snail. They slowly moved to the edge of the corridor and stood next to a piece of metal armor. The fat old professor made a way.

At this time, Ron had already mastered some of the guardianship rights of Hogwarts, so he had an idea and ordered the armor to move a few times to cover up the sound and air fluctuations caused by their movements.

Sure enough, just as Ron expected, the old professor was startled by the sudden movement.

But then he gave up his doubts and continued to stagger and stumble forward.

Getting closer to Ron and Harry.

Seeing the old professor approaching step by step, he continued to walk to his lounge without hesitation.

Harry and Ron's tense bodies gradually relaxed, and they just breathed a sigh of relief.

But who would have thought that the next second their hearts would suddenly pick up again!

It turned out that the old professor suddenly turned around and came back halfway!

His round, fleshy nose trembled slightly, sniffing like a giant walrus.

With every inhalation, he murmured:

"Hmm...yes, it is indeed the smell of fanged geranium, but it is very weak..."

Suddenly, his eyes widened with anger.

Then, in a unique tone that only a drunkard can have, he roared,

"James! I'm warning you, you are absolutely not allowed to take Lily to those weird places! Do you hear me!!"

This angry rebuke resounded through the entire corridor like thunder, making the surrounding air seem to tremble.

However, just a moment later, the old professor staggered away as if nothing happened, leaving a silence behind.

......

Just then something unexpected happened - the tall, fat figure that had disappeared appeared in front of Harry and Ron again!

He frowned and patted his head, "Oh, I drank too much, and I actually got this mixed up... It's not James anymore."

While muttering softly, he tried his best to look as if nothing had happened.

But the problem was that even though he deliberately lowered his voice, the words that were supposed to be talking to himself still echoed clearly in the corridor, carrying a strong smell of alcohol, which exposed the embarrassment he was trying to hide.

It wasn't loud, but it was enough for Ron and Harry to hear clearly.

Then I saw Horace Slughorn putting down a potion bottle in the center of the corridor, placing it in the bright moonlight shining through the glass, as if he was afraid that others would not notice it.

But the old teacher was really worried.

You must know that the [Eternal Ice] bottle used to hold magic potion is not an ordinary item. It claims to have the ability to "permanently preserve magic substances" and is an extremely precious and rare alchemical creation.

At this moment, it is emitting a unique magical light under the moonlight - the whole bottle seems to be greedily sucking the moonlight.

The mysterious moonlight is continuously transformed into magic power through the alchemy circle engraved on the bottle, which is used to nourish the magic medicine inside.

At this moment, the bottle is shining with dazzling light. How can anyone turn a blind eye to such a striking sight as long as they have normal vision?

Just after the old professor put down the bottle, he ran all the way and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, a clearly audible sound of "surprise" came from a distance, and Harry even suspected that his words could be heard from farther away,

"Oops!? Why is my potion missing! Where did the [contraceptive potion] I just made go?"