Professor Slughorn is ill.

very ill.

It is said that the high fever does not go away at 70 degrees, so put the cigars on the raw cigarettes, and put the eggs on them to cover them until they are cooked.

From another perspective, it is estimated that it is the "mystery of spontaneous combustion of the human body".

Slughorn was also very thin, from a fat old man to a thin-headed Tuo, and it seemed that he was about to die.

Anyway, there are rumors that there are noses and eyes, as if I saw it with my own eyes.

As for the cause... It is said to have drank the Ganges medicinal wine brought from India by the twin sisters Petil.

This wine is amazing:

Collect the water of the Ganges River downstream before the Qingming Festival, together with the sacred cow urine collected after Easter, and dry it for 180 days!

Anyway, after drinking it, Slughorn died immediately. He twitched so badly that he was almost sent away that night.

Naturally, Patil swears that it has nothing to do with the two of them.

The two of them admitted to bringing goods, but fake wine, but they did not admit to drinking it for Slughorn.

However, he did not appear in the potions class for a week in a row.

At this time, a villain passed by with a high profile... That's right, Snape is back, temporarily serving as his potions professor.

So, the rumors changed, everyone said that Snape wanted to return to the Potions class, and he didn't dare to hand in Defense Against the Dark Arts, so he poisoned Slughorn.

Snape also turned on the taunt mode, taunting the students' progress every day.

It seems that without him, everyone's grades in potions class plummeted.

The fact is that without Snape, everyone's enthusiasm for learning has risen a lot.

Even Neville regretted not choosing Potions class.

As for Slughorn... William was indeed worried about his health.

But until hearing the school house-elf report:

The old man went to the school kitchen in the middle of the night and asked the elf to make him a frozen cheese cream cake, chocolate truffles, cheese tarts... William felt relieved immediately.

After all, it is a medical miracle that a dying person can still eat so many sweets.

On Friday, after the Transfiguration get out of class, William and Qiu walked along the corridor towards the auditorium.

The two were discussing the next step in the promotion of the Akali store when they saw Harry sneaking up.

Fortunately, the floor of the Ravenclaw lounge is high enough, and there is not a big tree to reach the girls' dormitory window.

Otherwise, Harry would probably climb up and peep from the treetops.

I don't know from whom exactly this wretchedness is inherited.

It can't be Professor Snape, can it?

Harry followed for a long time. Seeing that he was about to reach the auditorium, he hurried over.

William and Qiu also stopped.

With Madam Pomfrey's skillful rejuvenation, Harry's injury was basically healed.

But I can still vaguely distinguish the traces of the broken nose bridge.

Unexpectedly, Harry didn't come to harass Qiu, but to find William himself.

"William, I have something to tell you..."

"Then I'll go to the auditorium to have dinner first, William, see you later." Qiu left with interest.

On the other hand, Harry was still standing there, looking reluctantly at Qiu's back. Especially the black long and straight, and the small waist that Yingying holds...

Na, it's so beautiful!

For Harry's squinting eyes, William pouted.

Actually, he thinks that's what Harry likes about Qiu.

Didn't you see the way he looked at Ginny, something was wrong?

But it's still the same sentence, what I didn't get, is always in a commotion.

Really let Harry and Qiu fall in love once, with Harry's emotional intelligence, it is estimated that they would have broken up long ago.

But Qiu was already with Cedric, and with Cedric there, it was impossible, so Harry could only keep this white moonlight feeling forever.

"Is something wrong, Harry?" William asked proactively.

Harry then retracted his gaze, hesitated for a moment, took William to a place where no one was there, and said in a low voice:

"William, I heard that Professor Slughorn is ill, is it serious? Have you seen it?"

"No." William shook his head, squinted at him, and asked, "Why, do you know what's going on?"

"Maybe Malfoy poisoned!" Harry said after a brief pause.

"He's been sneaking around lately, he doesn't even participate in Quidditch matches, and he doesn't know what he's doing.

Remember that time Katie got hurt? And at Professor Slughorn's banquet, Ron was poisoned..."

Harry gave many examples, and finally, like the justices, concluded his statement: "This time it must be Malfoy's work!"

Since Christmas, Harry's attitude towards Snape has taken a 180-degree turn.

Having understood the relationship between Snape and Lily, he turned all his attention to Draco.

But this time it must have nothing to do with Malfoy.

He was about to be accepted as a dog by William, how could he harm Slughorn?

Of course, it is impossible to tell Harry this kind of top-secret information.

William can only comfort Harry, there is no need to always focus on a man, and pay more attention to the people around him?

Like Ron.

"That's not your concern, Harry." William patted him on the shoulder.

"but……"

"I'll investigate." William changed the subject and said, "By the way, how is the task given to you by Professor Dumbledore?"

"Not so smooth!" Harry sighed deeply.

"I asked Professor Slughorn after Potions class...about Horcruxes.

But, uh, he wouldn't give me the memory. "

Silence.

Deathly silence!

William looked at Harry and said in an unbelievable tone:

"Why did you ask?!"

"Just ask, I asked Slughorn if he knew about Horcrux.

But his face was ugly, and he became shocked and frightened. "Harry shrugged.

"He also asked me if I had seen the memory, I said 'yes' and asked him for the real memory."

Harry said melancholy: "Professor Slughorn seemed very angry, saying that he didn't know anything about Horcrux, and then ran away."

"..."

William had seen honesty, but he had never seen such an honesty.

No, this is no longer upright, but rather lack of heart.

Knowing that Slughorn would not hand over his real memories~lightnovelpub.net~ The whole person was very vigilant.

Under such circumstances, how could it be impossible to directly ask for the Horcrux, or even ask for the memory in person? !

It's like one person has committed a crime, and another person has evidence, but because of fear or his own reputation, he refuses to provide it.

You have to detour, to be euphemistic, or to design a game and draw it slowly.

How can you ask for it so bluntly?

Even if Dumbledore doesn't come, you just want to come... how big of a face?

William had already seriously doubted whether it was too rash for the Headmaster to ask Harry to do this.

Also, Harry just wondered if Malfoy had poisoned Slughorn...

Slughorn is sick, apparently to hide from you, Harry!

My stupid two fools!

"What's the matter, am I doing something wrong, William?" Harry didn't realize that he had lost his first chance.

"How am I going to take Slughorn?

Maybe let's wait a few more months to give him a sense of security before attacking him. "

"And his party, can we still do it?" Harry said quickly:

"Even if the pigeons drop out of Quidditch training in the future, I'll be there to cheer and coax Professor Slughorn."

"Harry." William patted him on the shoulder. "You better go and tell Dumbledore, just say..."

"Just say it!" Harry asked, looking up.

"Just say...Professor Slughorn is dead, let him stop sending you."

"..."

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