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"Snape." Severus stopped when he heard his name being called, it was Senior Malfoy. "Professor Slughorn has asked you to come to his office."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Malfoy." Severus nodded and got up and walked out.

"I heard that he appreciated your potion skills." Lucius Malfoy leaned against the fireplace without turning his head. "He was always on the lookout for students with special talents."

"..." Severus paused, but did not answer.He bent over and opened the door to the lounge and walked out.

"Luke, father really wants you to have a good relationship with this half-breed?" Narcissa Black came out from the shadow of the corner leading to the girls' dormitory, and hugged Lucius Malfoy's waist from behind.

"Sissy, this is not something you need to worry about. You just need to be ready to become Mrs. Malfoy, and that's enough." Lucius Malfoy turned back and hugged his fiancée in his arms, whispering in her ear , staring thoughtfully at the closed door of the common room.

"Oh, welcome. Mr. Snape." Slughorn opened the door to usher Severus in, and there were several people sitting on the sofa behind him.One of them I knew was Doris Weaver who was sorted into Ravenclaw. "Come on, sit on the sofa and rest for a while. There is my favorite candied pineapple on the table. You should have some. They taste very good." Take off your coat and go outside. "Welcome, my dear little ladies."

"Sorry, Professor Slughorn. We were late because Professor McGonagall had something to do with us earlier." A familiar voice came from outside the door, and Severus put down the teacup in his hand and looked over.It was Lily and Jocelyn, and behind them stood a boy wearing a yellow and black tie.

"It's all right, Miss Evans, and Miss Saturn and Mr Diggory, please come in." Professor Slughorn's voice sounded cheerful.In fact he acted like that.With a flushed face and a bushy beard trembling with laughter, he rubbed his hands back and forth in front of his slightly fat belly.

The relationship between the colleges can be seen at a glance from the seats.Digory, who came in later, sat down next to the two Ravenclaw students, and Lily and Jocelyn sat down on the sofa closer to Severus.Severus noticed that Weaver wanted to do it, but unfortunately she was held back by her classmates.

As if not noticing this phenomenon at all, Slughorn stood in front of the sofa and distributed the stack of parchments in his hand to each of the six people.

"You are all very talented students in potions, so I want to set up a potions group alone. Of course, I have already obtained the consent of the headmaster, Mr. Dumbledore. If you are unwilling to join, you can also join now." You can quit." Satisfied that no one of the six children got up to leave, Slughorn continued: "Because of your age, we can start by improving the taste of potions. It is not a good idea to be too eager What smart people will do, you can improve new potions after you have enough experience and experience. As for those who want to invent a new potion, for most of them, it is all wishful thinking .”

Listening to Professor Slughorn spouting about his honors, Severus didn't ask or speak.Long ago, only a wizard who invented a meaningful new potion could be called a potion master.Since modern times, due to various reasons, if you want to get this title, you only need to have an improved formula and an introducer, and you can be called a master of potions.

This is an insult to the title.Severus remembered his mother's assessment at the time.On the surface, reducing the difficulty of the assessment is to give more people opportunities, but in fact it is also depreciating its value.What's even more sad is that even so, there are only a handful of people who can be called masters of potions in modern times.

There was still endless self-praise in his ears, Severus tried his best to show himself modest, and carefully looked at the parchment in his hand.Before leaving home, my mother once said that if I could be admitted to Professor Slughorn's Slug Club, it would be much easier for me to get the title of Master of Potions.

Lily quickly read the parchment in her hand. There are not many requirements for this semester.Improve the taste of cold medicine, maybe it can be made into a pineapple flavor.Or peach flavored.

"If we finish the plan this semester, then I will take you to attend a meeting held by the Potions Association during the summer vacation." Slughorn, who knows how to talk, can naturally see that the children are a little bit less interested, he Choose to drop a bomb at this time to re-heat the atmosphere.He succeeded.

"That's great." The Ravenclaw girl sitting next to Doris Weaver took out her glasses from her pocket and put them on: "Then what are we waiting for?"

"Potions are a very delicate subject, Miss Boulder. I'm here today just to hand over the plan to you. You can check the information this week, and then come to my office at 3 o'clock on Saturday afternoon, and we will discuss it together." Slughorn smiled and picked up the plate placed on the coffee table, "Why don't you have some candied pineapple? Celebrate the first day of our potions team."

It wasn't until dinner began that Professor Slughorn, who was in a good mood, released the six of them.They had to go to the hall to eat, and the six of them walked together.Except for Andre Diggory and Catherine Boulder who were discussing their views together, the other four people were silent.

When the six walked into the hall, many students were attracted by this strange combination.On the professor's seat, Dumbledore lamented to Professor Flitwick, who was sitting next to him, that it had been a long time since he had seen the children of the four colleges together while arranging the decorations on his beard.

The fat friar sitting at the end of the Hufflepuff table let out a loud sob, and Sir Nicholas Popington, who was standing beside him, thoughtfully took out his handkerchief and handed it to him. "I realize that I can't remember the last time I dined with everyone, Nick." The fat monk covered his nose with a handkerchief, and blew his nose vigorously: "I'm going to invite Mrs. Gray and Barrow." He floated straight out of the lobby.

"How alive." Dumbledore put the muffin topped with blueberry and honey sauce into his mouth.

"I think he should eat less sweets." The Queen of the Medical Wing sitting next to Professor McGonagall frowned, and her words aroused Professor Sprout's approval.

"Bobby, you're right, and I don't want to provide Albus with the raw materials for the tooth potion anymore. There's enough space for these herbs to grow some lovage."

"But the children will also need dental potions." Dumbledore was very good at hearing, but he couldn't pretend he didn't hear when his rights were involved.

"Yes, but you are worth the amount of the children for two years in one semester. Albus, eating too much sweets is not a good thing for your body."

"Bobby, I will pay attention." After finishing speaking, Dumbledore poured another spoonful of blueberry jam on his muffin.

The author has something to say: Dumbledore, who loves sweets, is so loving~