As expected, at the end of Potions class, Slughorn was once again the first to disappear in front of Harry.

"Looks like I'm going to have to use a magic potion."

Over dinner, Harry ravaged his hair in annoyance and spoke to Hermione and Ron.

"So what are you waiting for?"

Ron urged Harry to take a sip and see what the effect was.

Harry looked around cautiously to make sure no one was paying attention to him, and quickly opened the cap and took a sip.

"Quick, what's it like?"

Harry smashed it and smashed it in his mouth, and he didn't feel anything. But gradually, he felt that his brain was completely excited, as if he could do anything.

"Awesome! Awesome! I'm going out right now, to Hagrid's! ”

"Now?"

"Yes, but sorry, I just need to go alone!" Harry slammed to his feet, a confident smile on his face, "Of course, I'm going to go back to the dorm and get my invisibility cloak before I do!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he hurried out.

"So, the elixir is really that spiritual?" Ron looked confused, he thought Harry was on his nerves.

"Yes, but maybe it's his first time, so the effect is even more obvious." Hermione nodded, "But I think it's not so much about getting luckier than it is about making your brain more active and enabling you to do things you couldn't do before." ”

"But...... You're lucky in there, right? ”

"Perhaps......"

The two sat down at the Gryffindor table for a while, and then walked together to the common room.

Giving the order in front of the fat lady, he walked through the passage and saw Lavender and the Montgomery sisters. Ron naturally sat down next to Lavender and kissed him as if no one was around, while Hermione said hello casually and sat down on the empty chair beside him.

With a wave of her hand, a thick book appeared in her hand so abruptly.

Everyone was surprised by this, and she had been like this for the school year, completely immersed in her own world, as if nothing could break it.

Of course, this was only for Hermione herself, and people who had just been hurt by the Death Eaters were a little disgusted with her. After Hermione sat down, the Montgomery sisters spoke quietly, and quickly found a random reason to leave.

"Well, again, if I need to be clean one day, I'm going to sit next to you." Lavender watched the Montgomery sisters leave with his front foot and rolled his eyes at Hermione with his back foot.

"It's because they don't feel comfortable, I don't feel anything." Hermione tilted her head slightly, watching Lavender reply.

"Yes, yes, I know, we've lived in the same dorm for six years." Lavender replied angrily, and immediately turned his attention to Ron.

"Oh, Rolls-Roy......"

Looking at the two people in front of her, Hermione frowned unconsciously. As the two of them spend more and more time together, even if they see enough of each other, they have long been accustomed to it, but they still can't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

A little disgusted, and a little angry, I wanted to pull out my wand and hang them on the top of the tower to be blown by the wind all night.

At about the same time, Slughorn, Hagrid, and Harrizizi stood in front of Aragog's massive corpse, next to a large pit.

Hagrid had wept into tears, but he managed to hold back, dragging Aragog's body into the pit. There was a loud bang as the corpse hit the ground, and Hagrid couldn't control his tears anymore, or Slughorn waved his wand to seal Aragog's grave.

"Alright, Hagrid, alright...... Let's go in and have a drink, you need this ......."

They entered Hagrid's hut, and Slughorn opened a bottle of wine he had brought and poured a glass for both Hagrid and Harry.

"For Aragog!"

"For the sake of ...... Alagog ......"

The two of them drank cup after cup while Harry listened quietly. Listen to Hagrid talk about Aragog's life, tell about his childhood, and listen to Slughorn reminisce about the past, and tell stories about the past.

They drank more and more, and gradually, both of them got drunk, and the conversation somehow turned to Harry's parents decades ago.

“…… It's horrible...... I don't think you remember, Harry...... "Slughorn still felt uncomfortable on this topic, even though he had drunk a lot, and wanted to avoid it.

"I don't remember, I was a year old when they died. But then I learned a lot...... You know what, Professor? Harry followed his feelings and whispered back to the topic.

"I ...... I don't know ......."

"It was Voldemort who killed him, then stepped over my father's corpse and killed my mother." Harry's eyes were fixed on Slughorn, but words came out of his mouth that made his body tremble.

"Enough, enough...... Harry, stop saying ......"

Harry didn't listen to her, but told the story he had heard from Sirius, Lupin, Hagrid, Dumbledore, and others, and poured that cruel night into Slughorn's ears in a cold tone.

“…… You like her, right, she's a student you really like? ”

"Like? Yes, who doesn't love ......"

"But you won't help his son! You don't even want to give me a memory! ”

"Don't ...... But that memory didn't work......"

"It works! I need it, and Dumbledore needs it! Harry pressed in, "I have to kill him, I need that memory!" ”

Slughorn was silent, looking at Hagrid, who was already asleep and snoring, without saying a word. Harry didn't say anything more, just stared at him quietly, and the elixir gave him the feeling that it was like that, making the silence a little longer.

After a long time, Slughorn sighed abruptly, slowly drew his wand, and took out a small empty bottle from his pocket. He looked into Harry's calm eyes, slowly pressed the tip of his staff against his temple, pulled out a long strand of silver, and carefully placed it into the bottle.

Then, hand it to Harry.

"You're a good boy, Harry...... You have the same eyes as hers......"

"Thank you, Professor."

Harry took the bottle and carefully tucked it into his pocket. Slughorn looked at him quietly for a while, but finally he couldn't bear the heavy drunkenness, and leaned back, his eyes closed.

It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.