"Ah, so you're here." Professor Horace Slughorn stood in front of a booth near the corner with a glass of honey-wine in his hand. "Lisa Torrance, Louise Torrance, nice to meet you."
"Professor Slughorn." The Slythrin twins replied at the same time. Their voices were devoid of any emotion, making one feel gloomy and oppressive for no reason.
The two sisters, who were wearing green vests, stood up at the same time. Their long brown hair hung down, covering half of their cheeks. The two witches stood there with their hands hanging by their sides. They looked a little gloomy.
"I'd like to congratulate you on having a new brother during the summer vacation. What did Jack name them?" Professor Slughorn didn't react to the twins' gloomy expressions. He was still full of enthusiasm.
"Danny," the twin witches answered in the same tone and frequency, without any joy.
Horace rubbed his temples. After three days of being unable to sleep due to the excitement, he didn't have enough time to make up for the lack of sleep. After gently relieving his swollen nerves, he continued, "I've formed an informal group called the Slug Club. I'll occasionally hold a few dinners. I'd like to invite you to dinner with me. If you can come, I'll be very happy. " (Slughorn in English, slug means "slug".)
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, children. Your father, Jack Torrance, is also a member." Seeing the twins look at each other, Horace quickly stretched out his finger and said, "Your family owns the Farsight Hotel. He also invited me for a vacation, but I haven't found the time. Is he still as passionate about writing as he used to be? "
"When there are no guests in the winter, he likes to hide in the hotel on the mountain and write his books." Lisa Torrance answered the question.
Louise Torrance continued, "Professor, we'd like to participate."
"It's good to be able to stick to your hobby. Then, I'll let the owl inform you the next time I hold a dinner party." Professor Slughorn raised his glass and toasted the twins. When he turned around to leave, he saw Allen and Hermione sitting in the corner.
"Hello, Professor Allen Harris." Horace could not help but touch his nose, trying to put on a warm smile that was as shiny as the gold buttons on his vest. "I'm Horace, Horace Slughorn. It's an honor to meet you. I think this is the first time we have a formal conversation."
"Nice to meet you." Alan stood up and said, "Professor Slughorn, your achievements in Magic Potions and the textbook you edited have benefited me greatly in this subject."
Slughorn deliberately tilted his head as if he had just noticed Hermione, "Excuse me, did I interrupt your date with Miss Granger?"
"Not at all, professor." Hermione put down her beer glass and stood up. She pushed the small basket on the table forward and asked, "Would you like some lemon meringue?"
"The pineapple preserves from Three Brooms is also good. I recommend you try it." Slughorn, who wanted to leave, had no choice but to stand there and pick up a cookie. He thought for a while and said, "Professor Harris, I'll be holding a dinner party in a few days. I wonder if I have the honor of inviting you to come?"
Originally, Horace didn't want to have too close a relationship with the Harris Family. The Harris Family's influence in the magic world was indeed at its peak. However, Slughorn had stayed in Europe for a period of time during the rebellion of the first Dark Lord, so he knew about the close relationship between Grindelwald and the Harris Family.
Most importantly, although Horace liked to make "excellent" friends and enjoyed the privilege of meeting famous and successful people, an experience many years ago made him realize the danger of making friends with overly talented students who were beyond the scope of "excellent".
Moreover, although the tension between Family Harris and the traditional pure-blood families in England was not known by ordinary wizards, Horace had learned enough private information through the club he established. In addition, some small details revealed by Family Harris were strange. For example, the speech of minister Owen Harris and the unnecessary hostility between him and the president of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, Babajid Akinba, and the tough words recently broadcasted by Harris TV station … These revealed information made Horace feel that something was not right even though he did not have any evidence or accurate inference. Therefore, he did not want to get too close to the Harris family to avoid getting himself into trouble.
But now, Allen and the others had obviously heard his invitation to the Torrance sisters. With Family Harris's current status in the magic world, even if the members of the Slug Club were very influential in the magic world, he could not afford to offend them.
Therefore, out of the necessary etiquette, Horace Slughorn had no choice but to extend the invitation.
"I'm very happy to receive your invitation, Professor Slughorn." Allen agreed without any hesitation. He and Slughorn gracefully clinked their glasses and took a sip of Godigan tea. "I'll be there on time."
"I'll attach the specific time and formal invitation letter with an owl." Slughorn then extended his honey wine glass to Hermione. "Miss Granger, it would be my pleasure to have you attend."
"Thank you for the invitation, Professor." Hermione tried her best to act like an umbrella helmsman. She imitated Alan and Slughorn, who acted like adults. She gently clinked glasses with Alan and Slughorn and drank the butter beer in her glass in one gulp. However, after drinking the non-alcoholic fake beer, a circle of cream flowers hung around her lips, making her look like she had grown a white beard.
Slughorn twisted the gold buttons on his vest uncomfortably and glanced at Allen who did not notice it. He tilted his head slightly in the direction of Hermione, indicating that Allen should be the one to remind her of the awkward situation. Then, the chubby old man suddenly waved nimbly at the back of the lobby's stairs. He then bowed slightly to Allen and Hermione. "Sorry, I saw a friend. Please excuse me."
"Go ahead, Professor." Then, Allen followed Slughorn's gaze and glanced at his female companion. He raised his eyebrows and held back his laughter. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Hermione's mouth. Then, he pointed at the same place as his own mouth. "There's a circle around your mouth …"
Hermione, who had just sat down again, looked at the residual foam left in the beer glass. Her slightly widened eyes and straightened back were silently telling the story of the Miss Know-It-All's embarrassment. She was stunned for a few seconds before she hurriedly turned around and hurriedly wiped her mouth with her sleeve.
Allen, who had also returned to his seat, stared at Hermione. After doing all this, he suddenly leaned over and raised his slender, pale index finger with distinct joints and gently stroked the corner of Hermione's mouth. Then, he put the white foam on his fingertip close to his lips and stuck out the tip of his tongue slightly to lick his fingertip. "Butter beer with ginger juice tastes better."
At the other end of the stairs, the couple who had finished their intimate act with Jenny and pretended that nothing had happened had already returned to the long table with drinks and food. In order to complete the task given to him by Dumbledore, Harry took the initiative to raise his hand and wave at Professor Slughorn, who was walking over with a bulging belly. Then, he stood up and shook hands with his Potions professor. "Professor Slughorn, it's really nice to meet you."
"Me too, me too." Slughorn was full of smiles as he shook Harry's hand enthusiastically.
"Professor Slughorn, what are you doing here?" Harry had nothing to say, so he started chatting with Slughorn.
"Three brooms and I have a very deep relationship," Slughorn said with his chest puffed up. Slughorn held his head high and puffed out his chest. "I still remember how it looked like when it was called a broom." Horace unconsciously raised his hand as he spoke, and the honey wine in his glass spilled and almost spilled on Jenny.
"Be careful, Miss Weasley." Professor Slughorn didn't pay much attention to it. After reminding Jenny to be careful, he turned around and continued to make small talk with Harry. "How about this, child, in the past … I would occasionally hold a few banquets and only invite a few students. Would you like to come? Your good friend Miss Granger will also be there. "
Professor Slughorn turned around and gestured to Harry to the booth in the corner where Allen and Hermione were sitting. However, he was surprised to see two Aura appear in front of the booth. One of the Aura bent down and whispered something in Allen's ear. Allen then said a few words to Hermione before he stood up and hurriedly left the Three Brooms Tavern with the three Aura.
After Allen left, Hermione stood up with a somewhat disappointed expression. She picked up the basket of cookies and the remaining half of the cup of beer and walked over.
"I was just telling Harry that Miss Granger will also be attending my banquet." Professor Slughorn raised his glass and raised it towards Hermione. "Is the Ministry of Magic looking for Professor Harris?"
"I think so. There seems to be some official business for him to take care of." Hermione nodded at the professor and looked at Harry, who was standing across from Professor Slughorn. "Harry, did you get an invitation too?"
Harry quickly nodded. "Yes, I'm very honored. I'll definitely be there."
"Hermione, come and sit down." Jenny moved her chair closer to Harry. Hermione smiled at Professor Slughorn and clinked glasses with Jenny.
Seeing that Jenny was very close to Harry and Hermione, Professor Slughorn's eyes flashed. "You're also welcome to come, Miss Weasley."
Not expecting Professor Slughorn to invite her, Jenny hurriedly swallowed the drink in her mouth. "Thank you, Professor."
"Great. Wait for my owl to deliver the letter. An old man like me won't disturb you young people. Have a good time." Slughorn turned around and his gaze rested on Ron and Seamus for a moment. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Nice to meet you too, Seamus Weasley, Wallenby Finnegan."
The two young wizards were so embarrassed that they didn't know how to respond. Fortunately, Professor Slughorn didn't wait for them to respond and immediately turned to leave after greeting them.
"Ron, we are all his students. He actually reversed my surname with yours. Did he do it on purpose?" Ximo was a little unsure whether the potions professor had deliberately made a mistake.
"Jenny and I are siblings. We both have red hair. He knows she's Weasley, but he actually thinks my surname is Finnegan …" Ron pointed weakly at Jenny's red hair. "And Harry, what the hell are you doing with Slughorn?"
"Dumbledore wants me to get close to him …"
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