There was only one person in the classroom who looked angrier than Hermione, and that was Malfoy.

Harry was pleased to see him pour out what looked like cat vomit.

However, before any of them could show any anger at Harry being the top student in the class without doing anything, the bell rang.

"It's time to pack up!" Horace Slughorn said cheerfully, "Also, ten points from Gryffindor, for our potion prince, Mr. Potter, successfully passed my temporary test, well done , Harry, very clever, keep up the good work."

When facing Harry, Horace Slughorn has never been stingy with praise, even though Harry needs Horace Slughorn's praise and affirmation very much now, but at this moment when he heard Horace Russ Lughorn's long conversation still made Harry blush slightly.

The laughter in the classroom continued. Harry returned to his test bench at the back of the classroom. He was dawdling behind packing his schoolbag. Ron and Hermione looked distressed. Fortunately for Harry, in the end, only Harry and Slugger were left in the classroom.

"Oh, Harry, why aren't you leaving? You'll be late for your next class," said Horace Slughorn, the golden buttons of his dragonskin briefcase snapping shut.

"Well... sir..." Harry said, his head spinning rapidly, thinking quickly about how to speak, "I have one thing that I don't know how to say... ..You can regard this matter as my curiosity or as a matter of life and death for me..."

After struggling for a while, Harry finally decided to follow Hermione's advice, as they had discussed these days.

"Oh... Potter, what's the matter?" Horace Slughorn really became quite enthusiastic, looking at Harry with burning eyes.

"Well... it's like this sir... you know... me... me and Voldemort... Voldemort seems to be... ...There seems to be some...some kind of wonderful connection, I often communicate with his spirit in dreams from time to time, or when I am emotional..." Harry considered his words , "I... I can only isolate this connection through Occlumency... I, I hope you can teach me Occlumency."

"Me?" asked Horace Slughorn, flattered. "If I remember correctly, Professor Snape wasn't teaching you Occlumency—"

"He and I... well... I can't accept his teaching methods..." Harry hurriedly said, "His teaching methods are too... .too rough...and a little too...too eager for quick success..."

"Well...Snape did...really not that...ahem..." Horace Slughorn seemed to accept Harry's This reason, "well, recently I also..."

Just when Horace Slughorn was about to agree to Harry's request, he suddenly saw Tiera's smiling figure appearing on the glass window of his classroom.

Tierra, who was reflected on the glass, smiled and raised a finger to her mouth, then shook her head.

"Uh...ha...Harry...very...delighted...thankful for your trust..." Horace Slughorn almost agreed, but changed his tune when Tierra appeared, "But... but Harry... you, you know, I , I, I...um...I'm busy with a big thing recently...that's...it's more... urgent. …”

"Don't you have any time?" Harry asked anxiously and disappointed.

"Huh? I..." Horace Slughorn's eyes drifted to the classroom window again.

The image of Tierra on the window still smiled and shook her head.

"I'm so sorry, Harry, I...I..." Horace Slughorn was racking his brains for an excuse, "Harry, you know, I'm very old , even with the aid of potions, I can't keep my focus for a long time."

"If you'll just wait a minute...um..." said Horace Slughorn, "how's this summer going? I'll be free this summer, I think I invite you to stay with me at my house in Scotland, and I can give you special training in potions and Occlumency at that time."

"Oh... oh, well..." Harry said helplessly, "Excuse me, Professor Slughorn."

"Take it easy, boy," Horace Slughorn reassured, "I trust Tierra will keep you safe until you learn Occlumency."

"Hmm... sorry to bother you, Professor Slughorn." Harry left the classroom disappointed.

After confirming that Harry had indeed left, Horace Slughorn sat down at the teacher's table with some helplessness.

"Even if I only came back to teach for less than half a year, I can see that Harry and Snape are not right." Horace Slughorn said, "Why do you have to ask Snape to teach Harry's brain?" What about Occlusion? You, me, or Dumbledore are better choices than Snape."

"Especially now that the refining of the Philosopher's Stone has entered the final stage, we have already set the law of magic operation, and we only need to observe the overlap of the three dimensions regularly."

"Don't you think... me, Dumbledore, and the other teachers at Hogwarts helped Harry too much?" Tierra asked rhetorically.

"Harry was a poor kid, barely a year old..." Horace Slughorn recalled.

"I know that his life experience is rough, I know that he has gone through hardships~lightnovelpub.net~ Tierra interrupted gently, "But this is not the reason why he relies too much on others and is unwilling to work **** his own. "

"I, like you, Dumbledore, Sirius Black, the godfather of thieves, and all the teachers in Hogwarts, hope that Harry is happy, that Harry is happy, but at the same time, I hope that Harry will be independent." Yella said, "Harry is not an ordinary kid. Although I hate to say it, Harry was born extraordinary. Some things cannot be solved and avoided by just running away and hiding."

"Voldemort is just a trivial matter. It is nothing to me and Dumbledore." Tierra said with a smile, "Dumbledore and I still allow Voldemort to jump around like this because we want to take advantage of Voldemort's activities and He's making waves that figure out what's wrong with the wizarding world."

"Harry, and what we have to face in the future, is not Voldemort."

"What we will face in the future is far more terrifying than Voldemort..." Tierra said, "What we will face in the future will be billions of Muggles who may be hostile to us. …”

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