Chapter 457: The Slug Club

Slughorn gave Dumbledore a smug look, then waved his wand, filling all four glasses.

"What kind of wine is this?" asked Dumbledore curiously as he took a sip to Louis.

"I don't know. Louis said with a pout.

"Isn't this the wine of the Pendragon family?" Dumbledore looked surprised, and then he looked at Slughorn, almost telling him that Slughorn was lying.

"This is exactly what Arthur gave me!" Slughorn drained the amber liquid from the glass in one gulp, and then gave Dumbledore a vicious look, angry at the bad old man who had drunk his treasure wine and doubted himself.

"It's not a product sold by the Pendragon family, it's my father's private collection, how do I know what kind of wine it is?" said Louis with a wry smile.

"That's right, do you hear that?" Slughorn burped and looked at Dumbledore defiantly.

Louis had heard his father mention Slughorn when he was at home, saying that Slughorn was a very talented man and was at the level of a top master in potions, not even Snape. After all, Snape was still in his prime, and Slughorn was already a grandmaster.

However, Slughorn's flaws are also very obvious, not that he likes Garon, but that he likes fame very much and likes to be sought after. For Slughorn, he would be happy to give him a big room of Galleon, but having a group of important people flatter him would make him forget about that big room of Galleon.

"Forgive me for being rude. Dumbledore said apologetically, and then drank the wine from his glass in one gulp.

"Not only Arthur gave me wine, but my students also gave me their specialties. "You know, everybody wants to know why I'm invited by the Girls Bird team every time, and I always get free tickets to the ball game!

"That's really jealous, I've always wanted to go to their games but I can't get a ticket. Dumbledore said with great pity.

"Fora of Duke Honey's shop, if I hadn't introduced his first job to Arthur, there would probably be no Duke Honey. At this, Slughorn looked even more proud, as if he had done all those things, and he filled himself with another glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I suppose your Bibi Beans and Chocolate Frog never broke, right?" asked Dumbledore with a smile.

"Of course, he always sends me a big bag of gifts every year, which I give to other students. Slughorn said drunkly, "You know, I can't eat that much alone. ”

"That's great, Harry has been in the Muggle world for so long, I think he's desperate for some Duke Honey snacks right now. Dumbledore smiled and said, "If you can, can you give Harry some?"

Dumbledore asked casually, as if he were begging for some worthless candy for his nephew.

Slughorn's drinking movement stopped, and he seemed to suddenly change from a proud swan to a toad: "I haven't heard from them for more than a year, and you are the first person I have seen in more than a year. ”

"That's a shame. Dumbledore still sipped his wine with a smile on his face, and didn't continue to ask why the news had been cut off.

Slughorn looked very lost, and his face, which had been ruddy from the drink, turned pale. For Slughorn, his fame outstripped anything else, and the fact that he was now in such a state of seclusion that he was in no contact with anyone was no different from killing him.

So he caught Louis and the three of them today, and he would say so many ostentatious words in the future, and he was very reserved in the past, so that he could show more style.

But more than a year of closed life had driven him crazy, and Slughorn couldn't wait to find someone to talk to about how great and respected he was.

"Mr. Slughorn, are you going to hide here all the time?" Louis glanced around.

"You should know, now that that person is back, the best thing to do is to hide. Slughorn said with an ugly face.

"I don't think it's safe to hide, and if Voldemort wants to find someone, it's useless to hide. Harry had a different opinion. He was very unpleasant to Slughorn hiding so boldly, and he knew that Sirius looked down on this kind of guy who could only hide the most.

"Child, it is also a wise choice to avoid danger when encountered. Slughorn said a little stiffly, a teenager almost said to his face that he was timid, and it was good that he didn't go crazy on the spot.

"That's a shame, my father kept saying how big the 'slug club' you organized was back then. "I remember him saying that only the real elite have a chance to enter the 'Slug Club', and if you do, there will basically be a good way out in the future, at least he doesn't know who will not be good after entering the 'Slug Club'." ”

Hearing Louis's sycophancy, Slughorn laughed so hard that he couldn't even find his two little eyes.

"Your father is still a bit exaggerated, although my students are all heads and faces, but they are still much worse than Arthur. Slughorn said with a pretend of modesty.

"Isn't my father also a member of the 'Slug Club,'" Louis said with a smile, "So, the club you run is arguably the place where the best talent in Hogwarts and even the wizarding world gathers." And what I admire the most is that they have all developed very well in all walks of life, and they can complement each other and develop better, instead of dragging each other back, which is all due to you. ”

Slughorn laughed twice, then filled his glass again, then took a drunken sip.