The latest website: "Enough of Xue Ni!" Walpur suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Xue Ni's arm, preventing him from moving on.

Xue Ni seemed to finally wake up after Walpur's reminder, and he coughed unnaturally twice.

He picked up a bottle of champagne from the table and drank it, then leaned against the table without saying a word.

The dance proceeded enthusiastically, with the students laughing and sparring aside.

Dumbledore did protect these children very well, compared to the tense atmosphere outside the Ministry of Magic.

Hogwarts today is like an ivory tower.

Harry, Hermione and Ron got together to discuss something excitedly.

The other kids also got together in groups to talk about certain topics.

Ethan smiled and drank the red wine in the glass and looked at the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

"Ethan! The red wine you brought is amazing! I've never had such high-quality red wine!" Slughorn, blushing red, leaned over and said to Ethan.

"You like it," Ethan said to Slughorn, smiling.

"Professor, maybe we can talk alone?" Ethan said to Slughorn, pretending to be inadvertently frosting his glass.

"No problem, of course no problem!" Slughorn said with a smile, then led Ethan into his lounge.

Slughorn is a man who enjoys, and there is a small coffee table full of snacks and drinks in the lounge.

Thick Persian rugs and a sofa that doubles as a bed and seat.

The sofa was so soft that Ethan sank as soon as he sat on it.

"Professor Ethan, we haven't had a good chat! How's the work at the Ministry of Magic today?"

Slughorn sat on the sofa, snapped his fingers, and a house-elf eagerly jumped out.

Fill the goblets in front of Ethan and Slughorn with red wine.

"To be honest, it's not very good--" Ethan said lightly, taking a sip of the red wine in his glass.

"The power of the mysterious man is gradually recovering. Even though we have attacked a group of Death Eaters, there are still wizards who keep disappearing." Ethan said casually.

"Yeah—that's really unfortunate," said Slughorn, somewhat unnaturally.

Slughorn now regretted bringing the subject up to himself, and he was well-informed of the fact that Ethan was chasing Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic.

And Slughorn was actually very nervous all the time because of his lessons with Voldemort and that secret conversation.

"Yeah, yeah, you've worked really hard," Slughorn responded in a dry voice.

Slughorn's mind was spinning fast, and he was eager to find another thing to change the subject.

Too bad Ethan didn't give him that chance.

"Mr. Slughorn, I heard that you used to be a teacher to Mysterious Man," Ethan said lightly, taking a sip of red wine.

Slughorn froze for a moment, his pupils shrinking sharply. "Yeah, I was a teacher at Hogwarts at that time."

Slughorn said hoarsely.

"Oh," Ethan replied simply.

Slughorn stared carefully at Ethan's face, as if trying to read something from Ethan's face.

Slughorn was now afraid that Ethan would throw the cup, so a bunch of Aurors rushed out from every corner of the room and smashed himself into a pulp with magic.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of loud laughter from the students outside the door.

broke the silence of the scene.

"Youth is so good! Isn't it?" Ethan sighed, holding the goblet.

Slughorn was relieved to see that Ethan didn't seem to want to dwell on it anymore.

Then Ethan took the initiative to change the subject and chatted with Slughorn about the students.

Eager to change the subject, Slughorn talked a lot with Ethan about the students, about these lovely, studious kids.

The two were drinking red wine and chatting about the glass being refilled again and again, and after a while, Slughorn was a little drunk.

"These kids are really lucky, they escaped that horrible situation, but many of their parents have already been one by one," Ethan sighed pretending to be casual.

"Yeah! Those poor kids! I still remember them!" The slightly drunk Slughorn dropped his guard and began to recall that time.

"That time—very scary—horrible—" Slughorn said, hiccupping.

He didn't seem to know what to say, and went to refill the glass again.

"Ethan, I think you've seen those documents, about Harry." Slughorn suddenly took the initiative to talk about it, which surprised Ethan.

"Yeah, I've seen some one by one," Ethan echoed, trying to get more information out of Slughorn's mouth.

"James wanted to protect his wife and children, he was killed by Voldemort, then Voldemort stepped over his body and walked towards Lily and Harry"

Ethan continued, trying to dismantle Slughorn's psychological defenses.

Slughorn shuddered violently, and his face turned pale, as if he could not bear what Ethan said.

But it seemed he had to listen again.

"Voldemort told Lily to go away, he didn't want to kill Lily, he just wanted Harry's life."

"But she didn't move, her husband was dead, she didn't want to lose her son again, she tried to plead with Voldemort - but he just laughed -"

Ethan's mouth spoke extremely cruel words and continued to persecute Slughorn's psychological defense.

"Enough!" Slughorn exclaimed suddenly, raising his trembling hands. "Really, Ethan, enough—I'm an old man and I don't need to hear—I don't want to hear—"

"I remember you taught Lily and James, right? Professor Slughorn?" Ethan asked again.

"Yeah! Lily is a good boy, a very good boy." Slughorn had tears in his eyes.

"You like her?" Ethan continued to stimulate.

"As a teacher, I'm not supposed to favor students, but I do favor her, Lily," Slughorn seemed to be caught in a memory.

"Lily Evans, one of the brightest students I've ever taught, lively and lovely, a charming girl, I often tell her that she should be in my college, and I often get her very rude answer."

"I can't imagine anyone who's seen her dislikes her—very brave~lightnovelpub.net~very bubbly, omg! Why did such a horrible thing happen?"

Slughorn wiped his eyes with tears in his eyes.

"The problem now is that Harry is also in danger now. Voldemort injured Harry's hand last time. This time he recovers, and his target will definitely be Harry." Ethan continued.

"No, it can't be like this, Lily protected Harry with her life, and can't let Harry be in danger again!" Slughorn said, trembling.

"They're so alike, Harry's eyes," Slughorn said with a long sigh.

"Every time I look Harry in the eye, I feel like Lily's back again, my God! Poor Lily!" Slughorn finally cried.

He covered his face with his hands, shaking all over.

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