The Headmaster's office is probably the only place in the tower that is still lit at the moment.

This made Fox a little uncomfortable.

It was usually a time for it to rest, and Dumbledore should have been busy with his own work, not with anyone...... Harry Potter?

"For a question like heart-to-heart talk, it doesn't seem appropriate for us. Snape said lightly.

"Oh, you refused, Severus. Dumbledore didn't seem to care, "So, what are you going to do?" ”

"How?" said Snape coldly, "Actually, I don't quite understand what you're doing, or rather, what you've planned. ”

"Oh, actually, the situation changes every day. Dumbledore said, "So, we'll have to be cautious ......"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, a little untimely.

"You've invited someone else?" said Snape, with some surprise.

"Oh, I think that's going to solve some problems, Severus. Dumbledore said, and Snape just stepped aside with a cold attitude.

"Please come in. Dumbledore shouted.

The door creaked open.

"Professor, are you looking for me? and, Professor Snape, good evening. ”

"Oh, good evening, Van Lin, I believe it won't bother you. Dumbledore said briefly, which made Snape frown.

"So, what is this?" said Snape coldly, "you're going to pull him into the plan?"

"Anyway, everyone is involved, and Van Lin is obviously more suitable for all the processes, isn't it, in the Order of the Phoenix, many plans are much better in Van Lin's hands than in mine......

Van Lin was a little confused, what was the plan...... Dumbledore: This is ......

However, the moment he met Snape, Van Lin had a rough prototype in his heart.

Dumbledore was going to pull him into the plan for Professor Snape's return to the Death Eaters?

"You've won the prize, Professor Dumbledore. Van Lin shook his head, putting aside all the superfluous emotions, he was still surprised why Dumbledore had separated him from Harry, but for now, it all made sense.

"Oh, I'm just going to state some facts that no one else wants to say, whether it's Sirius or the others in the Order of the Phoenix, you can always bring something ...... Surprise?" Dumbledore seemed pleased with his description, "So, today I think we have some other things to deal with, like dealing with our Malfoy." ”

"I must protect him, Dumbledore. Without waiting for Van Lin to speak, Snape took the lead and said coldly, "And, I think you should ......"

"Oh, Malfoy intends to do you badly, Professor. Van Lin went on to say that, as an oath, Snape could not reveal the contents of the oath in any form.

"I'm curious, you told Harry about these things?"

"Oh no, he's smart, and he's eavesdropping...... Professor Snape's conversation with Malfoy, in fact, had always been Harry who had felt Malfoy's ill intentions, starting with the Burkinbock store. Van Lin said.

"Oh, poor girl, thankfully she didn't suffer any more damage. Dumbledore said.

"So, Professor, what are you going to do?" asked Van Lin, apparently because Dumbledore was cursed by Voldemort and didn't have a few years to live.

But now, that's not quite right.

There was no need to trade Dumbledore's life for an opportunity full of uncertainty, it was not worth it at all, and Dumbledore was not only old but old......

"That's exactly what I'm worried about. Dumbledore said, "Tom is much stronger than I thought, but we need enough time to wait for you and Harry to be strong, but in fact, Hogwarts is just too big, and it's not in our favor." ”

"So, that's why we should take the initiative, Professor, and maybe we can take advantage of this opportunity, like we did last time at the Ministry of Magic. Van Lin said.

"I said, I'm going to keep Draco safe. ”

"But I'm not obligated, Professor, you see, what he does, if I'm right, it's not in our interest. Van Lin said bluntly, for Snape's consideration, Van Lin had no intention of agreeing at all.

"Maybe we can think of a compromise. Dumbledore said, interrupting a possible argument.

......

When Harry told Ron the next day that there was still a task given to him by Van Lin and Hermione Dundon, albeit separately to them, Hermione still refused to communicate with Ron and began to give him contemptuous looks.

And Ron thinks Harry won't have any trouble going to Slughorn.

"He likes you," he said as he ate breakfast, nonchalantly waving fried eggs with his fork. "He's not going to turn you down anything, is he? Ask him after class this afternoon. ”

Hermione's perspective, however, is discouraging. "He must have decided to hide what really happened, and Dumbledore couldn't make him tell it," she whispered, as they stood in the abandoned, snowy courtyard. "Soul Fragments... Soul Fragments... I've never heard of them......"

"Haven't you heard?" said Harry, disappointed, hoping that Hermione would give him some clues as to what the soul fragment was.

"They must be very advanced in the dark arts, otherwise why would Voldemort want to know about them? I think it's hard to get information, Harry, you have to be very careful how you approach Slughorn and come up with a strategy......"

For the task assigned by Dumbledore, this is probably a kind of training for Harry, cultivating Harry's ability to complete things independently, so that Harry can start to use his brain.

It was a necessary thing, Harry was good at thinking, but in fact, he was better at making waves with his enthusiasm than at thinking.

Therefore, Van Lin did not intend to break Dumbledore's little trick on words, the soul fragment, to put it bluntly, was just a Horcrux.

"Ron thinks I should go to him after Potions class this afternoon......"

"It's a good choice, maybe you can try it out first. In fact, after the concept of Horcruxes was introduced, Harry had never delved into the specifics of Horcruxes, and everyone kept silent, after all, Harry's nature was still very bad.

Voldemort's eyes and ears, or whatever......

Van Lin cared more about what Dumbledore said last night, on the one hand, because of his quarrel with Professor Snape, in fact, Van Lin wanted to make a change, rather than put Snape next to Voldemort and retain his living power.

But Dumbledore was different, he seemed intent on sticking to his ideas, like Lupin was doing, and he needed to leave for a short time......

This brought the whole discussion to a complete impasse.

In fact, Potions class was uncomfortable these days, at least Van Lin and Harry thought that Ron and Hermione had to share a table. Today, Hermione moved her crucible around the table so she could get closer to Van Lin, and ignored Harry and Ron.

"What did you do?" Ron muttered to Harry, looking at Hermione's arrogant gesture. But before Harry could answer, Slughorn was at the front of the classroom asking for silence.

"Quick, please settle down, settle down! There's a lot of work to do this afternoon! Can anyone tell me Golpalott's third law...... Oh, of course! Miss Granger can!"

Hermione recited as fast as she could: "The third law of golpalott says that the antidote to mixed poisons exceeds the total number of antidotes for each individual ingredient. ”

"Precisely!" Slughorn smiled. Now, if we accept Golpalott's third law......"

Harry had to believe that Slughorn's third law of golpalott was true, because he didn't understand it. It seemed as if no one but Hermione was listening to what Slughorn was saying.

“...... Those meanings, of course, mean that we can already correctly identify the ingredients of the potion of Sarpi's Revelaspell, and our main purpose is not to find among those ingredients the simplest way to configure one of the antidotes, but to look for some additional ingredients, like the process of alchemy, to make them completely transformed. ”

"It seems that Mr. Al is a bit better at this. ”

"Yes, sir, to be familiar with the composition and the changes in matter, which is indeed the basic requirement of alchemy, both macrocosm and microcosm, and at this point perhaps we can refer to the conclusions of Muggle science, adopt the composition of atoms, and so on. ”

"Oh, great idea...... "Slahhorn rewarded Van Lin with ten points again, and now almost all of the Potions scores were in the hands of Harry, Hermione and Van Lin.

And Ron sat next to Harry with his mouth half-open, absentmindedly scribbling on his new Advanced Potions Making book. He still forgot that he could no longer rely on Hermione to help him out when he didn't understand.

"So, then," Slughorn ended his speech, "I want each of you to take a small glass bottle from my desk. You will create a potion before the end of this lesson. Good luck and don't forget to bring your protective gloves. ”

Before everyone in the class realized they should act, Hermione had stood up and walked halfway to Slughorn's table, and when Harry, Ron, and Ernie returned to the table, she was already pouring the pills from the vial into the crucible and lighting a fire underneath.

"It's a shame the prince can't help you much this time, Harry," she said briskly, "and you need to understand the laws this time. There are no minor abridgements or deceptions!"

Much to Harry's annoyance, he uncapped the bottle of poison he had taken from Slughorn's table, the color of which was a cheesy pink juice drink, poured it into the cauldron and lit a fire underneath.

However, he didn't have any idea what to do next. He glanced at Ron, who was standing there mimicking everything Harry did, looking even more clumsy.

"Are you sure the prince didn't have any hints?" Ron whispered to Harry. Harry pulled out his trusty old Potions Making and flipped to the chapter on antidotes. It's all golpalott's third rule, like Hermione's recite, and the prince doesn't write a word to indicate what it means.

Apparently, the Prince, like Hermione, didn't have a different understanding of it.

"Nothing. Harry said dejectedly. Hermione was feverishly casting a spell on her cauldron. Unfortunately, they can't imitate her spells, because she's doing a good job with silent spells right now, and she doesn't have to say them out loud.

And on the side of seeing Van Lin...... Compared to Hermione, Van Lin's side has become more difficult, and almost all of the steps of Van Lin, who is proficient in experiments, have been replaced with magic, and all that needs to be done is to add different potions at the right time......

However, it was destined that Van Lin would not complete the new antidote, and in fact, it was better to leave the limelight of Potions class to Harry, after all, it was not his trouble.

However, Ernie McMillan's muttering "speialisrevelio!" to his crucible sounded impressive, so Harry and Ron hurriedly imitated him.

Five minutes later, Harry recognized that the voice calling him the best potion maker in his class would ring in his ears.

Slughorn looked hopefully into his cauldron as he first walked around the underground classroom, ready to exclaim with joy as usual, but he turned his head in a hurry and coughed, as the smell of bad eggs struck him.

There was no smug in Hermione's expression, for she hated not being able to complete a task in every Potions class.

She was packing her mysterious potion ingredients into ten different vials.

In order not to stop watching this infuriating scene, Harry took out the half-blood prince's book and flipped back a few pages meaninglessly. Beneath the long list of detoxification catalogs, a few words are scribbled.

Just shove the bezoar hard down their throat.

Harry stared at the words for a moment. Had he ever heard of something called a bezoar, and had Snape mentioned it in their first Potions lesson?

"A stone taken out of a sheep's stomach can cure most of the poison. ”

This wasn't answering Golpalott's question, Harry wouldn't have dared to do that if Snape was still their teacher, but now was the time to use a desperate approach.

He hurried over to the storage cabinet and rummaged through it, pushing aside the unicorn's horn and the chaotic herbs, knowing that he had found a cardboard box scrawled with "bezoar" written on it far behind.

"Time's up," Slughorn said merrily. "Okay, let's see what you do! Oh my God...... What did you do?" Slughorn slowly moved around the room, checking for various antidotes.

No one finished the job, though Hermione tried to add some more ingredients to the bottle before Slughorn came.

Ron gave up completely, he was just avoiding breathing in the strong smell of decay emanating from his crucible.

Van Lin looked at Harry's position, obviously, Harry was not finished, and he here, it seems that he has only solved half of it, compared to this, Van Lin is more interested in making these mixed poisons produce some new changes, the alchemist is in creation, as for the solution, it depends on the mood.

Harry stood there waiting, bezoar in his hand. Slughorn finally reached their table. He ignored Ernie's potion, a pained expression as he passed Ron's side. He didn't stop at Ron's cauldron, and quickly left with him on his back, looking disgusting.

"And you, Harry," he said, "what will you show me?" Harry held out his hand, the bezoar in his palm. Slughorn stared at it for ten seconds. Harry knew if he would criticize him in the next second. Then he turned his head and laughed.

"Son, you have courage!" he proclaimed, holding up the bezoar for the class to see. "Oh, you're like your mother...... I can't blame you...... The bezoar can indeed be used as an antidote to these potions!"

Hermione looked blue, her face covered in beads of sweat and soot stuck to her nose. She finished half of the poison, using fifty-two materials, including some of her own hair, and stared intently at Harry behind Slughorn.

"You thought of using bezoars on your own, didn't you, Harry?" she asked, gritting her teeth.

"This is the personal spirit required of a true potions maker!" Slughorn said happily before Harry had a chance to answer. "Just like her mother, she had the same ideas and instincts when it came to potions, and there was no doubt that he inherited it from Lily...... Yes, Harry, yes, if you have a bezoar on your hands, of course that will be a trick...... But they're not useful for everything, and they're rare, so it's still worth learning how to mix antidotes......"

"It's time to pack up!" Slughorn said, "plus ten more points for Gran!"

There was only one person in the room who looked angrier than Hermione, and that was Malfoy.

Harry was pleased to see that he poured out something that looked like cat vomit. However, before any of them could show their anger at Harry's failure to do anything to become the top student of the class, the bell rang.

The laughter continued, and Harry returned to his desk at the front of the classroom. He was grinding behind him to pack his bag, and Hermione looked a little distressed, wishing Harry good luck as they left. In the end, when Van Lin closed the door for them, only Harry and Slughorn were left in the classroom.