Elwyn once asked Elaine if vampires could eat bread.
The answer was yes, but they would find it strange and their bodies would instinctively reject it.
If they forced themselves to swallow it, they would feel full, but there was no way to replenish their magic power.
Moreover, Elaine had never eaten it before.
Apart from dragon blood, blood-flavored candy, and Elwyn, she ate nothing else.
This child was very picky about her diet. Otherwise, she would not have almost fainted in Diagon Alley …
The lunch that Slughorn had carefully prepared obviously did not satisfy Elaine. He had not noticed this and was focused on inquiring about the students' families and asking about their famous relatives.
"What about you, Mike?" "I happen to know that you see your uncle Tiberius a lot, because he's got a great picture of the two of you, uh, let's see, hunting giant-tailed beasts in Norfolk, isn't he?"
"Oh, yeah, that was fun," Slughorn said deliberately. "Betty Higgins and Rufus Scrimgeour went with us. Of course, that was before he became the minister …"
As the current minister of the Ministry of Magic and the head of an important department, Slughorn was obviously much smarter than Belby.
He knew exactly what Slughorn needed, and he deliberately pointed it out.
"Ah, you know Betty and Rufus?" Sure enough, Slughorn immediately smiled and distributed a small plate of pie to everyone, but for some reason, he left out Belby. "Then tell me quickly …"
"Hmph, I finally understand. Probably, except for Ginny and us, everyone here is invited because they are related to an influential big shot," Hermione whispered to Elwyn.
"That's his style," Elwyn said, "Do you remember what Dumbledore told us about his hobbies? I bet he plans to re-establish the club in school and is screening the members now. "
To be fair, joining the Snotty Club was not a bad idea.
It would be better if there were no Slytherin and intrigue here.
"I'm not interested in the club at all. He doesn't seem to have prepared my food." Elaine said, looking at her pie and doughnut unhappily. "How can I eat this without blood?!"
If it was stained with blood, it could not be eaten.
Elaine was a little anxious. When hungry, watching others eat was a painful torture.
"Elwyn, do you still have dragon blood?" She swallowed.
"Yes, let's go back and eat," Elwyn said quickly.
Although Elaine ate well, there was no need to show how vampires ate.
He stood up, and everyone looked at him in surprise.
Harry also quickly stood up. He had heard the conversation between Elwyn, Hermione, and Elaine, and he was eager to find an excuse to leave before Slughorn brought up the topic of his parents. He had a feeling that Slughorn would definitely ask about it, as well as the hotly discussed prophecy some time ago.
These were things that Harry did not want to talk about, especially not in front of a bunch of Slytherin.
"What's the matter, Elwyn?" Slughorn looked at him in surprise.
"Well, Professor, we …" Elwyn walked over and whispered a few words in Slughorn's ear. He told him about Elaine's situation and left.
"Ah, sorry, I'm so sorry. I was so rude. It was my oversight. I didn't think about that," Slughorn said apologetically. Noticing that Elaine had not eaten a single bite, he said, "I forgot to prepare a separate serving of food."
"It's okay, Professor. We prepared our own food," Elwyn said.
"Can't we eat here? Or we'll come back later. You haven't tasted the quail I prepared. "
"There's no need for that, Professor. I'm the president of the boy's student council. Hermione and Elijah are still the prefects. We still have to patrol after lunch. You know, taking care of the freshmen is a very important job."
"Yes, promising students are usually very busy. You guys can go patrol. You don't have to stay here with an old guy like me," Slughorn said, looking at Elaine with a regretful expression. Slughorn said, looking at Elijah with a regretful expression, then quickly turned to Harry, Neville, and Ginny, who stood up. "Ah, you three don't have to patrol, do you?"
Neville and Ginny both turned to look at Harry. Harry said hesitantly, "No!"
"Then don't be in a hurry to leave. Come on, Harry, I was just about to introduce you to everyone," Slughorn said. Said Slughorn, shifting grandly in his seat, like a presenter grandly introducing a superstar. "Harry Potter! Where should I start? I think I only scratched the surface when we met over the summer! "
Elwyn, Hermione, and Elaine left the room. Harry looked at the three of them helplessly.
Beside him, Slughorn was still studying him thoughtfully.
His expression made it seem as if Harry was a plump, juicy quail.
Then he said softly, "'Star of Salvation.' That's what they call you now!"
Harry didn't say a word. He knew it would be like this. Everyone was staring at him.
"Of course, of course." Slughorn looked at Harry carefully and said, "There have been rumors all these years. I remember that year, after that terrible night, Lily, Jaime … you escaped from that man's clutches. Some people said that you must have supernatural powers."
Shabini coughed softly, obviously to show that he was skeptical and amused.
Harry didn't say anything. Suddenly, an angry voice came from behind Slughorn.
"Yes, Shabini, because you're so talented, at putting on airs!"
"Oh, my!" Slughorn laughed softly, pleased, and turned to look at Ginny.
At this moment, Ginny was glaring at Shabini through Slughorn's big belly.
"You'd better be careful, Bresse! When I passed by this young lady's carriage, I saw that she cast a wonderful bat charm! I wouldn't dare to provoke her! "
Hearing Slughorn's warning, Shabini only looked at him with contempt.
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