Harry had great strength, and Slughorn seemed to be convinced of that.
Everyone was obviously paying attention. They were very interested in this topic. Everyone knew that a few months ago, Lord Voldemort himself had appeared in the Ministry of Magic, which was also regarded as the symbolic event of his resurrection and the beginning of the war.
There were many rumors about the battle of the Ministry of Magic, but all of them mentioned the existence of a mysterious Prophecy Ball.
Lord Voldemort wanted that Prophecy Ball, and many people said that there was a powerful secret hidden in it.
Noticing that everyone was looking at him, Harry could not see any other way to get out of this except to lie.
He couldn't just tell them the truth and tell them that between him and Voldemort, only one of them would survive.
Lord Voldemort had tried everything to get this information, but in the end, he did not succeed.
If he were to say everything here, it would be too ridiculous!
So, Harry nodded, but still said nothing.
This seemed to have the opposite effect. Slughorn looked at him with a smile.
"So modest, so modest. No wonder Dumbledore likes you so much. So, the Prophecy Ball that you took away in the end, I got the whole story from the staff of the Ministry of Magic, as well as the exciting battle. They said that you finally snatched the Prophecy Ball from that person … "
"Yes, I gave it to Professor Dumbledore," said Harry.
"Oh, you don't know the prophecy inside? Dumbledore didn't tell you? "
"No!" Harry lied, looking into Slughorn's eyes.
"That may also happen. Dumbledore is a very cautious person. I know him. Maybe he thought it was not the right time to tell you everything," Slughorn said with a smile. "But, about those super strength …"
"I don't know what it is," Harry said. "I don't have any great power. Maybe you're talking about Elwyn."
"Yeah, Elwyn has done a lot of incredible things. For a fifteen-year-old wizard, it's really amazing. But I don't think he's a match for that man. Also, this is a little different from the information I got," Slughorn continued. "In the Daily Prophet …"
"That newspaper often fabricates news." Ginny said unequivocally, "It's all nonsense. Hermione once told me that the reason why the Hogwarts Magic can outsell the Daily Prophet is that we insist on telling the readers the truth."
"You're right. The Daily Prophet does exaggerate," said Slughorn. "They've paid dearly for it, haven't they? In that case, you don't have any super strength? "
"Yes." Harry said with certainty.
"So, it's another rumor made up by the Daily Prophet?!" Slughorn said with some disappointment. "Oh, by the way, speaking of the Daily Prophet, I remember dear Gwenog once told me. Of course, I mean Gwenog Jones, the captain of the Holyhead Hobbits …"
He rambled on, trying to change the topic and recall the past.
However, Harry had a feeling that Slughorn would not let him go.
He did not believe what he said, and neither did the students.
They all looked at him strangely, as if trying to figure out what the great power was.
In the prophecy about Harry, it was mentioned that the Lord Voldemort would choose him and give him power …
Harry was not sure if this was the great power. Dumbledore had said that there was a room in the Department of Mystery Affairs of the Ministry of Magic, where all the power belonged to him. The mysterious and powerful power, but the Lord Voldemort did not have any.
Also, Harry suddenly remembered the prophecy that Elwyn had once told them: The Lord Voldemort would return again, and with the help of the Chosen One, he would obtain power beyond the imagination of the world and bring terrible disasters to the world.
If Harry was the Chosen One, and if he had a great power that even he himself was not aware of, then …
He had a bad feeling. What would happen in the future?
Time passed as Harry pondered.
Slughorn asked each student about the famous people in their families in detail. When it was Neville's turn, it was a very unpleasant ten minutes, because Neville's parents were both famous Aurors. They had been tortured to insanity by Bellatrix Lestrange and two Death Eaters, which had caused quite a stir.
At the end of the interview with Neville, Harry got the impression that Slughorn still had doubts about whether Neville had inherited his parents' gifts.
His attitude towards Neville was obviously much colder, just like after Beilby's answer.
In the end, the party lasted the whole afternoon, and Elwyn, Hermione and Elaine did not come back.
After asking about everyone, Slughorn told many anecdotes about the outstanding wizards he had taught in the past. When they were Hogwarts, they had gladly joined an organization he called the Slug Club.
It was so annoying, especially when the students were hypocritically echoing Slughorn.
Harry could not wait to leave, but he did not know how to do so without being rude.
At last the train passed through a long stretch of thick fog, and into the red glow of the sunset.
Slughorn looked around and blinked his eyes in the dusk.
"Oh, it's getting dark! Happy times always pass so quickly. I didn't notice they all lit up the lights. You'd better hurry back and change into your school robes. McClagan, when you have time, you must come and borrow the book about the giant-tailed beasts. Harry, you're welcome to come back anytime. Remember to bring Elwyn, Hermione and Elaine. You too, miss, "he said, winking at Ginny." Okay, you can go now. Hurry! "
As Shabini squeezed past Harry into the dim corridor, he glared at Harry.
Harry ignored him. He, Ginny and Neville followed Shabini back down the corridor.
"Thank God it's over," Neville said softly. "What a weirdo, isn't he?"
"Yeah, a little bit." Harry said, still staring at Shabini. "Oh, Ginny, what was that Bat Spirit Curse he mentioned?"
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