Slughorn didn't answer, he seemed to be thinking, and he seemed confused.

The effects of the alcohol worked on him, and Harry's mention of his mother's four years ago tugged at Slughorn's heartstrings and opened his heart, Lily had been his favorite student, and Slughorn took this kind of thing very seriously.

He was undoubtedly grieving, for Harry's words fell into infinite sadness and cried heavily.

Evan never imagined that a wizard like Slughorn, who was so focused on enjoyment and profit, would cry and cry like this.

This sadness is really emotional, and it is no worse than Hagrid's nostalgia for Aragog.

Slughorn, the quintessential Slytherin wizard, the annoying guy, Evan suddenly had a much better impression of him. People in Slytherin tend to be more realistic, value power and power, and know exactly what they want.

For the sake of these interests, they are prone to go further and further down the dark road, but this does not mean that they have no feelings.

They are an inseparable part of Hogwarts, and the will of Slytherin is a kind of Hogwarts will, just like the four founders of the past, despite their different origins, different ideas, and different philosophies, they have come together for a common noble purpose, gathered on this land, and let their will be passed down through Hogwarts in the wizarding world.

Eventually, their initial persistence and belief fundamentally changed the wizarding world, teaching class after class of students.

As the Sorting Hat sings: Slytherin, Slytherin, here you will meet cunning and sinister people who will stop at nothing but will make the most sincere friends, who will not easily open their hearts and express their feelings, but will keep them deep in their hearts.

There Slughorn wept silently, immersed in the nostalgia of the past, like a helpless old man.

"Professor, give me that memory. Harry said, "I have to kill him, I need that memory, there is only one way between me and Voldemort to live, there is no other choice, for my own sake, for my mother's sake, I have to defeat him." ”

Slughorn's face turned even paler, barely seeing blood.

"Between you and him...... Only one person will survive?" he asked.

"Yes. Harry said calmly.

"I can attest that I was present at the time to see the prophecy. "Voldemort chose Harry, and he personally marked him as his enemy, and only one of them survived when Harry was a baby." ”

"Oh my God, is that what that prophecy is about?"

"Yes, so we need the help of that memory, Professor, to give it to us. ”

"But, but, dear child, you are asking too much...... Actually, you're asking me to help destroy ......."

"Horcruxes, yes, that's exactly what we want to destroy. Harry said calmly.

Slughorn shuddered violently at the word, looking even more terrified.

"Trust us, Professor, Voldemort is now terrifying not only about Horcruxes, but also about the power of ancient forbidden creatures, and he wants to become as evil as they are, and in exchange he may have the entire wizarding world buried with him. "We have to stop him, destroying all the Horcruxes is the first step, the first step." ”

Slughorn seemed stunned, his head was covered with sweat, and his mouth was open for a long time without saying anything.

"Even if it's not for anyone else, you should think about my mother. Harry said, the elixir told him what to say, "Professor, don't you want to get rid of the wizard who killed Lily Evans and avenge her?"

"Oh my God, Harry, Harry, I think, of course I want to ......" Slughorn broke down directly, "I should stop him, I have an obligation to stop him, he used to be my student, he became what he is today, I have a lot of responsibility." I've repented countless times in the night, if I had done more, or if I hadn't ...... that day Isn't it true that things aren't like that today. ”

"If you think you're responsible, help us stop him, Professor. ”

"No, no, I, I don't...... I can't, I ......," Slughorn muttered.

"Are you afraid he'll find out you've helped us?"

Slughorn didn't speak, but it was clear that this was what he was afraid of.

"I hope you're as brave as my mother, Professor......" said Harry,

Slughorn raised his fat hand and pressed his trembling fingers to his tear-soaked mouth.

"Okay. He looked like a giant baby for a moment, and he whispered between his fingers, "The memory you wanted, I've always been ashamed of what it shows, I feel dishonorable, I may have done a lot of harm that day......

"It's just the beginning of the harm, Professor, and don't forget what I just said. Evan reminded, "If you want to defeat Voldemort, destroying all the Horcruxes is the first step, your memory is especially important, if you are ashamed of it, then give it to us to cancel everything out, on the contrary, it is a very brave and noble thing, and we will be proud of you." ”

Hagrid twitched in his dream and continued to snore.

Slughorn stared at each other through the weeping candles, and the silence lasted for a long time.

He seemed to calm down, and Evan didn't speak again, and the Elixir told Harry not to break the silence and to wait.

Finally, slowly, slowly, Slughorn reached into his pocket, drew his wand, and with his other hand pulled out a small, empty bottle from his cloak, still staring into Harry's eyes, pressed the tip of his wand to his temple, and then took it away.

The tip of the staff brought out a long wisp of silver-like memory, which grew longer and longer, until it finally broke, and the silver light fluttered on the tip of the staff.

Slughorn put it in the bottle, and the silver filament rolled up, then unfolded, swirling like gas.

He tightened the cap of the bottle with a trembling hand and handed it to Harry across the table, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Thank you very much, Professor. ”

"You're a good boy, Harry. Slughorn said, tears streaming down his fat cheeks and into his walrus beard again, "You have eyes like hers, I hope you don't think too badly of me after reading this......

"I know, Professor!" Harry whispered.

"And you, Aven, I always knew that you were as brave as Harry, far more brave than I was, I never had the courage to fight him, I was afraid of death, I was afraid of power, I was afraid of that evil, I chose to run away, but I didn't want those terrible things you said to happen, if this is the future that is about to face, I will choose to join the fight, for, for ......"

He didn't finish in the end, because of the effect of alcohol, he put his head in the crook of his arm, sighed, and fell asleep!

In the hut, there was only a long silence and the faint candlelight flickering.