"Very good advice? I can try it next time. ”

Slughorn glanced at Dudley and nodded thoughtfully.

"But if I were you, I'd choose to use pig blood next time anyway, I need to add something else to disguise the taste, it's easier to get pig blood than expensive dragon blood."

Dudley added.

"Also, I suggest you don't choose to use crystal bottles to preserve blood, that thing has a limited level of freshness."

The more Dudley spoke, Slughorn's eyes brightened, as if he had found some rare treasure, but this state did not last long, and he held back.

"Yes, this is the last bottle of Fire Dragon Blood, and the price is ridiculously expensive."

Slughorn tried to keep himself from looking at Dudley, muttering and grumbling as he walked to the sideboard with heavy steps, picked up a small crystal bottle on top of the cabinet, and looked at it with some distress as there was only a small amount of viscous liquid left in the bottle.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have used this last bottle. I haven't seen my lovely students for a whole year, and I don't know if they think that I don't have any gifts on top of all. I don't know how long this damn situation will last. ”

Slughorn babbled on and on like an old lady gossiping and gossiping, but his eyes never took off Dumbledore's body for a moment.

"If you're willing to go with me, you can go back to where I was at any time, and you should know what I'm here for."

Dumbledore was going to make a long story short and go straight to the road.

"So I refuse." Slughorn's answer was very decisive and firm.

The two are like a pair of friends with similar hearts, and in the eyes of outsiders, they are playing dumb riddles with each other, but in fact, both sides know what the other is thinking.

"Don't you want to live a peaceful life, but hide in Tibet like now?"

Dumbledore looked at Slughorn levelly.

Slughorn's eyes dodged and automatically averted his gaze: "I am very comfortable here, with soft chairs, ottomans, drinks and books, and a warm fireplace, and boxes of chocolates and a bunch of bulging cushions, there is no place more comfortable than this." ”

"Aren't you worried about the Death Eaters pulling you in? I think that good student Tom has a lot of people looking for you. ”

Dumbledore continued.

Slughorn's face changed slightly, it was obvious that he was talking about something, how could he not worry about the Death Eaters, everything he did was to avoid them, but his mouth said, "They won't find me, I never stay in one place for more than a week." Moving from one Muggle house to another is easy once you get the hang of it."

Dumbledore didn't want to continue Tai Chi with him, which was the way this guy had been at Hogwarts. Keep playing with you haha.

"Horace, listen to me, this year's sixth year students are definitely the most talented at Hogwarts in the past hundred years."

"Each one is no worse than any one in your club."

Dumbledore knew Slughorn's personality traits, he would not pay attention to mediocre people, even as if they did not exist, but he could be infinitely tolerant of talents, especially excellent talents.

Slughorn had a look on his face that you were making a fool of me.

"Albus, you've already started talking crazy things so that I can go back with you?"

No matter how Dumbledore explained, Slughorn didn't believe it, mainly because the content was.

Already better than the graduates in the fourth grade?

Also all the four colleges?

Putting this amusing fool to play?

In the past, such a person had to be cultivated as a baby, and now you are talking about all the people in the four colleges?

Lies don't seem to be true.

Dumbledore also had a stomachache on his face, he really wasn't trying to fool Slughorn, everything he said was the truth, not half exaggerated.

Dudley, who was standing next to him, could testify.

But the content is too exaggerated, and the other party just doesn't believe it.

In all fairness, if he didn't know his heart, he wouldn't believe it.

So Dumbledore had no choice but to do so, and his gaze fell on Dudley again: "I forgot to tell you, this Mr. Dursley, in addition to being a first-class Merlin medalist, is also the inventor of the wizarding card."

"Albus, do you think the Order of Merlin of the First Class is rare or the Order of Merlin of the Third Class is rare?"

Slughorn is too familiar with the Merlin Knights, and even if he is popular in terms of entertainment, he will at best be a third-class Merlin Medal.

It doesn't matter what wizard cards you are or not, whether you are world-class mass entertainment.

"And what if there's still the youngest member of the Wizengamot?"

Dumbledore's tone shifted a bit.

"What do I say? What did you say? ”

Slughorn's words were stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened.

He doesn't care about the inventor of the wizard card, and the first-class Merlin Medal winner is just a false name, but the members of the Wizengamot are the real power in the wizarding world.

Ordinary wizards, let alone joining, may even go in to be judged.

And the three words "youngest" represent the future of the other party.

"Probably the youngest Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot."

Dumbledore continued, and Slughorn's breathing began to grow rapid

Then he realized something and said to Dumbledore, "You can't be lying to me, are you?" To become the Chief Wizard, at least half of the members of the Wizengamot must agree, at his age."

"If it weren't for his age, Dudley would be the chief wizard by now."

Dumbledore finally smiled when he saw Slughorn's expression, "In fact, Mr. Dursley's approval rating in the Wizengamot is over two-thirds. ”

It is already very rare to have the support of half of the members of the Wizengamot, and under normal circumstances, only one-third of the votes are cast, and there are no special circumstances.

And more than two-thirds of the approval rating.

It only shows that this is not only a very good talent, but also has a very deep background.

"Although my first nomination was rejected, I was able to make a second nomination this year. There will be a Wizengamot vote in unanimity, and Mr. Dursley's approval rating is almost a foregone conclusion. ”

Dumbledore continued, "There's no need for me to lie to you about this kind of thing, if you don't believe me, you can always go to the Wizengamot and ask. ”

Seeing that Dumbledore was so sure, Slughorn believed most of it.

His breathing began to rapid.

Can you imagine what it's like to be a top avid card collector discovering an SSR in front of you?

This is especially true when SR or R can be detected at most.

Well, that's how Slughorn feels right now.

(End of chapter)