"Ah, so you're here. Professor Horace Slughorn stood in front of a booth near the corner with a glass full of oak-aged mead, "Lisa Torrance, Louis Torrance, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Professor Slughorn. The Slytherin twins replied at the same time, their voices devoid of emotion, and the sound felt gloomy and oppressive at the sound of unprovoked sounds.

The two sisters in green fur vests stood up at the same time, their long brown hair hanging down to cover a small part of their cheeks. The two witches stood there straight, their hands hanging at their sides, their faces looking a little gloomy.

"I'm going to congratulate you on adding a new brother over the summer, what did Jack name them?" Professor Slughorn didn't react to the twins' lifeless expressions, still full of enthusiasm.

"Danny. The twin witches replied in unison, without joy.

Horace rubbed his temples, and after three days of being unable to sleep in a state of excitement, he had not had enough time to make up for his missing sleep, and after gently relieving his swelling nerves, he continued: "I organized an informal small group called the Slug Club. I will have a couple of dinners once in a while, and I would like to invite you to have dinner with me, and I will be very happy if you can come. (Slughorn in English, slug means "slug")

"Don't be too busy refusing it, child, your father, Jack Torrance, is one of them. Seeing the twins glancing at each other, Horace hurriedly stretched out his finger, "The Yuanwang Hotel that your family owns, he also invited me to go on vacation, but I haven't found time." Does he still love writing as much as he did back then?"

In the winter, when there are no guests, he likes to hide in the hotel in the mountains and write books. Lisa Torrance answered the question.

Louis Torrance then Lisa continued, "Professor, we are willing to participate. ”

"It's a good thing to be able to stick to your hobby all the time, so I'll let the owl know you the next time I host a dinner party. Professor Slughorn raised his glass to the twin sisters, and just as he turned to leave, he saw Alan and Hermione sitting in the corner.

"Hello, Professor Alan Harris. Horace couldn't help but touch his nose and try to make a smile that sparkled as the gold button on his waistcoat: "I'm Horace, Horace Slughorn, it's an honor to meet you, I think this is the first time we've spoken officially." ”

"Nice to meet you. Alan stood up, "Slughorn taught you about potions, and the textbooks I edited have benefited me greatly from this lesson. ”

Slughorn deliberately tilted his profile picture to find Hermione, "I beg your pardon, did I disturb your date with Miss Granger?"

"Not at all, Professor. Hermione put down her hand holding the butterbeer glass and stood up, then pushed the small basket on the table forward, "Would you like some lemon meringues?"

"The pineapple compote with three brooms is also good, and I recommend you to try it too. Slughorn, who wanted to leave, had to stand still and take a small cookie, and muttered slightly, "Professor Harris, I'm going to have a dinner party in a few days, I wonder if it's an honor to invite you here?"

Horace didn't want to get too close to the Harris family, who were now in the wizarding world, but Slughorn had spent some time in Europe during the first Dark Lord rebellion, and knew that Grindelwald and the Harris family were close to each other.

Most importantly, although Horace likes to make "good" friends and enjoy the privilege of meeting celebrities and successful people, an experience many years ago made him realize the dangers of making too talented students to be more than they should be.

And, despite the recent tensions between the Harris family and the traditional British pure-blood family, which ordinary wizards are unaware of, he has learned enough private information through the club he has founded. Add to that the strangeness of the Harris family's subtle details, such as Secretary Owen Harris's speech and his unnecessary feud with the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, Babajid Agumba, and the recent harsh remarks on Harris TV...... The information revealed made Horace, although he had no evidence or exact inferences, always felt that the signs were not quite right. Therefore, he did not want to get too close to the Harris family at all, so as not to set himself on fire.

It's just that now that Alan and the others have obviously heard about the invitation they made to the Torrance sisters just now, with the current status of the Harris family in the wizarding world, even if the members of their slug club are very powerful in the wizarding world, they can't be neglected and offended.

Therefore, out of the necessary courtesy, Horace Slughorn had no choice but to send out an invitation.

"I'm glad to have your invitation, Professor Slughorn. Alan agreed without any embarrassment, and Slughorn gracefully exchanged glasses and took a sip of Goldigan's tea, "I will be there on time." ”

"I'll enclose the exact time and official invitation with an owl. Slughorn held out his mead glass to Hermione again, "Miss Granger, it would be my pleasure to ask you to take the time to attend, too." ”

"Thank you for having me, Professor. Hermione, who had tried to take out the momentum of the helm of the umbrella, also followed the example of Alan and Slughorn just now, and gently clinked glasses with each other and drank the butterbeer in her own glass - but after drinking the non-alcoholic fake beer, she hung a circle of cream flowers around her lips, and it looked like a white beard.

Slughorn twisted the gold button on his vest uncomfortably, glanced at Allen, who didn't notice this, tilted his head slightly in Hermione's direction, signaling that the current somewhat embarrassing scene should be reminded by Allen, and then the fat old man who looked fat suddenly waved his hand quickly in the direction of the back of the stairs in the lobby, and then bowed slightly to Alan and Hermione: "Sorry, I saw a friend, please forgive me for being absent first." ”

"Please, Professor. Then Alan followed Slughorn's gaze and glanced at his female companion, raised his eyebrows to hold back a smile, stretched out his finger, pointed at Hermione's mouth, and then pointed to the same place as his mouth: "You have a ...... around your mouth"

Hermione, who had just sat down again, glanced at the remaining foam remaining in the beer glass, her slightly widened eyes and straight back were silently telling Miss Know-it-all about her embarrassment, and she was stunned for a few seconds before she quickly turned around and wiped her mouth directly with the cuffs on her wrists in a little panic.

Allen, who also sat back in the booth, stared at the other party and did all this, and then suddenly leaned over, raised his bony, pale and slender index finger and gently scraped the corner of Hermione's mouth, and then brought the small lump of white cream foam on his fingertip close to his lips, slightly stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his fingertips gently: "Butterbeer with ginger juice tastes better." ”

At the other end of the stairs, Ginny had completed their intimacy, pretending that nothing had happened, and the couple had already returned to their companions' long tables with drinks and food. In order to complete the task given to him by Dumbledore, Harry took the initiative to raise his hand and waved, beckoning Professor Slughorn who came over with a shy stomach. Then he got up and shook hands with his Potions professor, "Professor Slughorn, it's a pleasure to see you." ”

"Me too, me too. Slughorn smiled and shook Harry's hand warmly.

Harry was a little speechless and began to greet the other party, "Professor Slughorn, what are you doing here?"

"The three brooms have a very deep connection with me. Slughorn held his head high, "I remember when it called a broom." Horace unconsciously raised his hand as he spoke, and the cup of mead spilled, almost spilling on Ginny's body.

"Attention, Miss Weasley. Professor Slughorn didn't pay much attention to it, and after alerting Ginny, he turned around and continued to greet Harry, "So, boy, what about the past...... I'll have a few dinners once in a while, and I'll invite only a few students, would you like to come? Your good friend Miss Granger will be there too. ”

Professor Slughorn turned back to Harry and gestured to the booth where Alan and Hermione were in the corner, only to be surprised to find two Aurors at the booth table, one of whom was leaning down and whispering something in Alan's ear - then Alan and Hermione spoke a few words and stood up, and hurried out of the three broomstick tavern with the three Aurors.

When Alan walked away, with a disappointed expression, Hermione stood up, picked up the basket of cookies and the remaining half a glass of butterbeer, and walked over.

"I was telling Harry that Miss Granger would be at my dinner party as well. Professor Slughorn raised his glass and raised it to Hermione, "Is the Ministry of Magic looking for Professor Harris?"

"It seems that yes, it seems that there is some official business that he needs to deal with. Hermione nodded to the Potions professor and looked at Harry standing across from Slughorn, "Harry, did you get an invitation too?"

Harry nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I am honored to participate then." ”

"Hermione, come and sit" Ginny moved her chair closer to Harry's, and Hermione smiled at Professor Slughorn and clinked glasses with Ginny.

Seeing that Ginny was very close to Harry and Hermione, Professor Slughorn's eyes flashed, "You're welcome then, Miss Weasley." ”

Ginny, who didn't expect Professor Slughorn to invite her, quickly swallowed the drink in her mouth, "Thank you, Professor. ”

"Very well, wait for my owl to deliver the letter, and I, the old man, will not bother you young people, and I wish you a good time. Slughorn turned, his gaze resting on Ron and Seamus for a moment, then hesitating for a moment before saying, "It's nice to meet you, Seamus Weasley, Warrenby Finigan, too." ”

The two little wizards were embarrassed and didn't know how to respond, but thankfully Professor Slughorn didn't wait for their response, and immediately turned away after greeting them.

"Ron, we're all his students, he was able to get my last name back to yours in the opposite direction, did he do it on purpose?" Seamus was a little unsure if the Potions professor was deliberately wrong.

"Ginny and I are still brother and sister, both red-haired, he knows she's Weasley, but he thinks my last name is Finigan......" Ron weakly pointed at Ginny's redhead, "Besides, Harry, what the hell are you doing with Slughorn?"

"Dumbledore wants me to get close to him......"