Later, Hagrid, who was in a fit of rage, took out a few bottles of wine and used his magic to fill the glasses in front of everyone—Hagrid himself used a wooden cup the size of a bucket.

"Hagrid, I don't think I can't—" Harry received the revelation of the elixir and knew he couldn't drink it, but before he could say anything about his refusal, he was interrupted by Hermione.

"Hagrid, be sober, Harry and I are both students, we can't drink!" Hermione reminded - although Alan hadn't graduated yet, he was already a professor at Hogwarts, and Luna was actually old....so Hermione struggled for a moment, and finally decided not to be annoying to remind them.

"I've had a bit of a lot of soup, so I'm not drinking Hagrid today. "Alan's attention is still on the food, he ate a little too much today.

"Oh, I'm sorry Hermione! Hiccup~" Hagrid had already taken a big sip of his own, and he burped.

"Drinking is not in the way at all, the three professors present didn't say anything, do you want to be the teacher's good baby?" Penelonunu smiled with red lips, and looked at Alan with satisfaction who had served him another bowl of soup.

Hermione, who had been at a disadvantage today, raised her chin when she heard this, picked up a glass and sat down in front of Penelope.

"I was full, so I went for a walk in the Forbidden Forest and went back. Luna stood up and waved at the others, stroked her belly, and turned to go out - causing Penelo, who was trying to provoke Luna too, to take aim at Miss Jack-of-all-trades.

"I haven't been drinking much lately—" Slughorn said, but his hand had already raised his glass: "After your poor friend Robert was poisoned, I let a house-elf taste every bottle of wine in my collection, and although it was fine, I still didn't dare to drink it, who knows when the poison was placed?"

Harry glanced at Hermione, who was drinking with Penelope on the other side, and was glad that she didn't seem to hear Slughorn, otherwise Harry could have imagined Hermione's expression after hearing this abuse of house-elves - and Harry didn't bother to correct Slughorn for remembering Ron's name wrong.

"I raised him from an egg," said Hagrid sadly, "how small he was when he first hatched, the size of a pug." ”

"It's so cute. Slughorn gave some perfunctory compliments.

"I used to keep him in a school cupboard until ...... Alas......" Hagrid's face darkened.

Harry knew why: Tom Riddle was the instigator of the Chamber of Secrets incident that blamed Hagrid, and he was started by the school.

Slughorn looked at the ceiling, where a few copper kettles and some animal pelts hung from it: "Hagrid, you've got a lot of good stuff here... How's it going, you've saved up so much valuable stuff to get married, and what's going on with Madame Maxim lately?"

"Orimu, she's fine," Hagrid blushed a little, "it's a bit inconvenient to go back and forth between England and France, we only see each other on weekends, but everything else is fine. ”

Alan put down the soup bowl and patted his belly a little unsightly: "It seems that you and Madame Maxim's apparition practice is good, but it's better to be careful if the distance is too far." ”

"Don't worry Alan, we'll all move to the shoreline first, then across the sea, and then teleport to our destination. Hagrid's face was still a little red: "I didn't cross that far at once." ”

Slughorn didn't seem to be listening, he took another sip and searched the hut carefully, Harry knew he was looking for more treasures that could be exchanged for lots of oak-aged mead, pineapple compote, and velvet smoking shirts.

Slughorn filled Hagrid and his cup again, asked about the creatures that lived in the woods now, and how Hagrid could take care of them. Hagrid, cheerful under the influence of the alcohol and Slughorn's flattery, stopped wiping his eyes, and began to talk about the cultivation of the Tree Guard Cauldron with great interest.

Later, it won't be long after~

Hermione's cheeks flushed, and she lay unconscious on the table.

Alan put down his wine glass and stood up, "Forget it, I'll send Hermione back to the break room first... She drank as much as Draco. ”

"Twinkle!" Penelope shouted with a flickering gaze, and then said to Allen, "Let Twinkle send it, Sparkle can send her directly to the bed, it's not convenient for you to teleport in directly at this time..."

Alan smiled bitterly: "... Don't say it, as if I'm going to teleport myself into the girls' dormitory a lot the rest of the time..."Alan smiled bitterly:

With a "snap", Twinkle appeared in the cabin, and she bowed low to Penelope.

"Send her back to the women's dormitory in Gryffindor. Penelope pointed to Hermione, who was covered in alcohol, and ordered, "It's a little late today, you can compensate me when I get my parents' medicine." ”

Harry was a little embarrassed at this time, Hagrid was talking to Slughorn in the corner, and Alan was even more difficult to join in the conversation with Penelope, and he regretted that he should have brought Ginny over.

"So, I'll go out and clean up and get ready to go back~" Penelope looked at the somewhat messy Hagrid's hut, and she didn't even plan to ask for these dishes that Hagrid had used, so she got up without any intention of cleaning up

"Wait for me, it's time for me to go, I'll send you out. Alan stared at Slughorn and Harry, and waved goodbye to them.

Outside, Penelope leaned over and lit the extinguished fire under the pan outside.

Alan, who was going to help Penelope clean up, asked strangely: "Penelo, what are you ......?"

"Your mother will love my craft, and I'll go to the tower and give her a try. Penelope said confidently, and she found out tonight that Harris had an overwhelming advantage over other women in the family, except for Morgan Lefay and Hufflepuff in the portrait.

"You're really amazing today, and I bet you'll open her eyes if you give the recipe to Helga in the portrait... By the way, then make more by the way..."Alan hurriedly requested, "Today's spices are all provided by Snape, and he also improved the recipe for us, and I will bring him a copy." ”

Under the moonlight, Alan and Penelope said goodbye, and black smoke rose from the burning wood outside Hagrid's hut, which soon drifted away with the wind, and only Hagrid, Harry, and Slughorn were left in Hagrid's hut, and everyone else had left.

Harry sat in his chair and watched Hagrid and Slughorn drink and chat, Harry who had become an observer with his feet dangling easily under his chair, his teeth lying bored under his feet.

Hagrid and Horaclaghorn sat side by side in the opposite corner from Harry, and Hagrid sang a soothing song about a dying wizard, Odo. Slughorn took a sip of his wine and smiled happily at Hagrid, swaying his body slightly to Hagrid's song.

"I raised him from a spider egg, when he first came out of the shell. It's still small, not much bigger than a small milk dog, you know the size? The tooth dog is about the same size. Hagrid was a little drunk, and he kept gesturing to a different size, recalling Aragog sadly.

"It's wonderful, I used to have a fish named Francis who was nice to me. Slughorn also seemed to be infected by Hagrid, and put away his smile and talked about his previous experience of keeping pets, "One afternoon, when I went downstairs to look, he was gone... ”

"Strange, isn't it?" Hagrid gulped down a few more sips.

"You've lived by it, and all of a sudden 'poof' is gone. Horace also poured himself a mouthful: "Yes, but I guess that's life." ”

Hagrid's eyes widened in confusion, sadly recalling Aragog's appearance, and he shook his glass as he struck Slughorn: "Poof!"

"Poof!"

Hagrid's furry head fell backwards, slammed into the planked wall, and began to snore.

Harry was smirking at Hagrid and Slughorn's indulgent drinking, but the smiles on each other's faces disappeared when Slughorn's eyes met him.

Slughorn's hands were on the table, his cheeks flushed from the influence of alcohol, and he looked even older and weaker: "It was a student who gave me Francis...... One spring afternoon, I saw a small bowl on my table. Inside was a shallow pool of clear water, with a flower petal floating on the water. I looked at it, and it sank. Just as it was about to touch the bottom of the bowl, it deformed and turned into a small fish, which is really wonderful and pleasing to the eye...... The petal is a lily, as beautiful as your mother. ”

Harry didn't speak, and Slughorn's tone was very sad, "The day I went downstairs, the day the bowl was empty, that's your mother'......"

Slughorn couldn't continue for a moment, he was silent for a moment, his eyes were wider than ever, the usual smooth and somewhat false smile had completely disappeared, he looked at Harry with a serious expression, helpless and sad: "I know why you're here, but I can't help you." Help you ruin myself. ”

"Do you know how I survived, Professor?" Harry looked past the flickering candle flame in Hagrid's heavy snoring to Slughorn's eyes, his hand raised and touched his forehead, "The night I left this scar, it was because of her, because she sacrificed herself. Because she doesn't want to leave me for her life. ”

The wrinkles on Slughorn's forehead were huddled together, and his eyes were faintly soaked with water.

"Because her love is more powerful than Voldemort's mana......" Harry continued.

Hearing this name, Slughorn snorted, he closed his eyes and shook his hand in resistance: "Don't say his name!"

"I'm not afraid to say that name! Professor, Britain is safe now, he has been driven out like a lost dog, and now he does not dare to go back to England. Harry's tone was a little fierce, deliberately disdainful, as he stood up and walked over to Slughorn, "Whether the real savior is Alan or me, or Dumbledore, but to deal with him once and for all, we need to know what you told him..."

Slughorn reflexively shook his head in refusal, his old cheeks trembling slightly,

"Be brave, Professor!" Harry continued to encourage, "be as brave as my mother, or you will only disgrace her, or the bowl in your heart will be empty forever." ”

Slughorn's face was pale, his head was covered with sweat, and he and Harry stared at each other through the tearful candle and were silent for a moment, and the elixir told Harry not to interrupt the gaze and wait a little longer.

Slughorn's eyes filled with tears, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he had made some kind of decision, "Please don't look down on me after reading this." ”

Slowly, slowly, he reached into his pocket, drew his wand, and with his other he reached for a small, empty bottle from his cloak. Still staring into Harry's eyes, he raised his fat hand, "Even at the time, you couldn't imagine how powerful he was. ”

Slughorn made up his mind, narrowed his eyes in pain, pressed his wand to his temple, and pulled it away, pulling out a long wisp of silver-like memory. His hand trembled slightly, and Harry's hand reached from the opposite side, holding his wrist, and Slughorn managed to put the silver filament into the bottle, and the memory swirled in the transparent bottle.

Snape's office in the cold basement of Hogwarts, the candles on the walls were lit, they cast dim circles of light, Snape looked at the steaming pot of mutton soup that suddenly appeared on his desk, was silent for a moment, pointed to the side of the locker with his wand, a dirty spoon and a soup bowl flew out - after the renovation of his home in Spider Tail Alley, the furniture, utensils, and cups were replaced with new ones, and these old things were taken to the office.

Snape filled himself a bowl, but didn't drink it immediately, just sniffing the peculiar aroma of the bowl filled with broth.