Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Slughorn said in slow, solemn tones, "Farewell, Aragog, Lord of the Spiders, your long and loyal friendship will not be forgotten by those who knew you! Though your flesh may rot, your spirit will remain forever Remain in the quiet, cobwebbed place of your forest home. May your many-eyed offspring prosper, and may your human friends find comfort in their sorrow."

"Well said, well said... so beautiful!" Hagrid howled, and fell on the dunghill, crying even more fiercely, "Whoa, it's good to have you here, I'll never say such a thing."

"Now, don't be too sad, Hagrid!" said Slughorn, with a wave of his wand, and the mound of dirt rose up and lay down dully on top of the dead spider, forming a smooth mound, " Let's go in and have a drink, boys, help him up, well, just let Ivan and Harry come, Elaine, you don't need to help."

Under Slughorn's command, Ivan and Harry struggled to help Hagrid, who was overwhelmed with grief, to a chair in front of the table, and several people sat around him.

Fang, who had been hiding in the basket during the funeral, came softly now, resting his heavy head on his lap as usual.

Slughorn opened the bottle of wine he had brought and poured most of it into Hagrid's bucket-sized glass with a thump, thud, thump.

"I've checked, and there's absolutely no poison," he said. "Harry, I had a house-elf taste every bottle after what happened to your poor friend Robert."

It was a typical case of house-elf abuse, luckily Hermione wasn't here.

"A glass for me, a glass for Ivan, and a glass for Harry..." Slughorn poured the second bottle of wine into the three glasses in front of himself, Ivan, and Harry in turn, and then gave Elaine There stopped, and asked uncertainly, "Elaine, can you drink?"

"She drinks milk!" Ivan said, taking out a feeding bottle and pouring it into Elaine's cup.

"I want to taste the wine." Elaine demanded.

"You can't drink!" Ivan still remembered the terrible thing that happened to Elaine after she drank a little wine last time.

"I can!" Elaine protested.

"Relax, Ivan, our Elaine is also a big girl, and she has reached the age where she can drink. Besides, what is more suitable than wine at this time!" Slughorn said.

"Then give her some." Ivan said hesitantly, the focus at this time is not whether Elaine should drink, but to let Slughorn hand over the memory.

Ivan took the bottle, and under Elaine's gaze, poured it for her a little.

"More!"

"Enough is enough, just taste it." Ivan said, glaring at Elaine to tell her not to drink too much for a while, who knows what she will look like after drinking.

Hermione is not here, and Ivan can't deal with Elaine alone.

"Okay!" Seeing Ivan pour Elaine, Slughorn raised his cup high, "For Aragog."

"Aragok," they all said together, raising their glasses.

Both Slughorn and Hagrid took swigs, and Harry, who had a revelation of the Felicia Felix, knew he couldn't take it, pretended to take a sip, and put the glass back on the table.

Ivan sipped a little bit, and glanced at Elaine with some concern.

Elaine picked up the glass cautiously, took a sip of her blood, milk, and wine drink, then sat there smacking her mouth with no response.

"I raised him from an egg," said Hagrid sadly, slamming his cup down on the table. "How small when he just hatched, the size of a pug."

"Lovely," said Slughorn.

"Yeah, I used to keep him in a locker at school until... well..."

Hagrid's face darkened, and he remembered that he had been expelled from school.

But Slughorn didn't seem to be listening. He was just looking at the ceiling, where hung copper kettles and a long tuft of silky white fur.

"Isn't that unicorn hair, Hagrid?"

"Oh, it's unicorn hair!" said Hagrid nonchalantly. "It was ripped off from its tail and hung on a branch in the woods..."

"But my dear friend, do you know how much that would cost?"

"It's not worth much. I use it for bandages when animals get hurt," said Hagrid, shrugging.

He casually picked up the string of unicorn tail hair and tugged it hard.

It was just that Aiwen discovered that Hagrid might be the richest person. Apart from him, no wizard would use unicorn hair as a bandage so extravagantly.

While Ivan, Harry, and Slughorn were watching Hagrid show off how strong the string of unicorn tail hair was, Elaine took another sip from her cup...

Chapter 1456 Wine Curse and Refill Curse

This time, Elaine directly drained the glass of milk mixed with wine, she shook her head slightly, and reached for the wine bottle on the table.

Ai Wen stopped her, touched her with his foot under the table, and told her to stop drinking!

Elaine raised her head and looked at Ivan, her fair face was rarely flushed, and her wine-red eyes seemed to be deeper, shining under the candlelight.

The eyes of the two exchanged briefly, and Ivan was defeated, and he gave her a little more, and silently told Elaine not to make trouble.

Also, don't push yourself too hard, she's still a child and can't drink!

Just as Aiwen and Elaine communicated silently, Slughorn looked away from the unicorn hair in Hagrid's hand.

He began to scour the hut carefully, looking for more treasures that would give him lots of oak-aged mead, pineapple preserves, and velvet smoking shirts.Then, Slughorn filled Hagrid's and his own glasses again, and asked how Hagrid could manage so many animals.

Hagrid brightened up under the influence of the alcohol and Slughorn's flattery, stopped wiping his eyes, and began to talk briskly about keeping Bowtruckles.

At this moment, Felicia gave Harry a slight nudge.

He noticed that the drink Slughorn had brought was running low soon, and that he couldn't cast a refill spell silently yet, but the idea that he couldn't tonight was ludicrous.

Harry pointed his wand at the empty glass in the belly of the table, and it was instantly full.

Neither Hagrid nor Slughorn noticed. They were now exchanging stories about the illegal trade of dinosaur eggs. Ivan saw it, and he gestured for him to come.

Aiwen can cast wine spells and refill spells without making a sound, or even with a wand.

I saw that Slughorn's glass was full and empty, and soon it was full again.

But in this way, he has no time to take care of Elaine, but as long as he takes care of the wine bottle, there should be no problem...

The conversation continued, and the atmosphere became increasingly heated.

Unknowingly, Ivan and Harry also drank a lot, and Elaine also drank a lot secretly, but it didn't matter anymore.

Even the three of them, let alone Hagrid and Slughorn.

About an hour later, the two of them began to toast indulgently: to Aragog, to Hogwarts, to Dumbledore, to the elf brew, to…

"For Harry Potter!" Hagrid roared, drank the No. 14 barrel of wine, and drooled. He didn't realize it, and took the initiative to find wine to fill his big glass.

"That's right!" Slughorn yelled inarticulately. "For Barry Water, the boy who saved the world, well, that's about it."

He grumbled, and drank it down.

"Next drink, for Alvin Mason!"

"In order to press God of beauty!" Slughorn followed suit.

Press to ask who is the god of beauty?Ivan chanted a spell silently to fill up his wine glass.

Slughorn looked drunk, but he wasn't that drunk.

He still remembered his purpose, and not long after, Hagrid tearfully stuffed the entire unicorn's tail into Slughorn's hand.

He stuffed them into his pocket and cried, "For Friendship! For Generosity! For Ten Galleons!"

For a while, Hagrid and Slughorn sat side by side, with their arms around each other, singing a soothing and sad song about a dying wizard, Odo.

"Ah, good people don't live long!" muttered Hagrid, laying down on the table, his eyes crossed a little bit, already approaching the limit, and still singing in a trembling voice, "My father left when he was so young, your parents Yeah, Harry..."

Huge teardrops gushed from the corners of Hagrid's wrinkled eyes again, and he grabbed Harry's arm and shook it, "The best couple I've ever seen among wizards their age...terrible, terrible... "

Next to it, Slughorn sang mournfully, "How sad, how sad, the hero Otto was carried back to his native land, to the familiar place of his childhood, with his hat turned upside down, buried, and his wand broken in two."

"Well, terrible, terrible!" Hagrid snorted, his unkempt head rolled into his arms, and snored lowly.

"Sorry!" Slughorn hiccupped, "I've never been out of tune."

"Hagrid didn't mean your song, Professor."

"He's talking about my parents' deaths," said Harry softly.

"Oh!" said Slughorn, suppressing a hiccup, with a dazed look on his face. "Oh, yes, that's really terrible, terrible, terrible..."

He didn't seem to know what to say, and went to add more wine to the glass.

Ivan didn't interrupt either, because Harry seemed to have thought of his speech.

"I suppose you don't remember that period, Harry?" Slughorn asked awkwardly.

"Don't remember, I was a year old when they died," said Harry, staring at the candle flickering over Hagrid's heavy snoring, "but then I learned a lot, from other people , I heard that my father died first, professor, do you know?"

"I-I don't know," Slughorn said weakly.

"It was Voldemort who killed him and stepped over his body towards my mother," continued Harry sadly.

Hearing this, Slughorn shuddered suddenly, and his eyes gradually became fearful.

He wanted to turn his head away, but something seemed to be working on him, and he couldn't take his terrified gaze away from Harry's face.

"He told my mother to go away," said Harry grimly. "Voldemort told me she could have lived. He just wanted to kill me. She could have escaped."

"Oh, dear!" whispered Slughorn, "she could have... she didn't have to... dreadful, horrible!"

"Yeah!" Harry approached Slughorn, his voice almost a whisper, "but she didn't move, she stopped before Voldemort's wand, Dad was dead, she didn't want me to die, she protected me , she tried to plead with Voldemort, but he just laughed and killed without hesitation..."

"Enough!" cried Slughorn suddenly, raising trembling hands, and the string of unicorn tails fell out of his bosom, all unresolved, "Really, enough, dear boy, enough Come on, stop talking, I'm just an old man, I don't need to hear it, I don't want to hear it..."

"You like my mother, don't you?" Felicia guided Harry, letting him know what to say. "As you said before, she was your favorite student."

"Harry!" said Slughorn, with tears in his eyes again, "I can't imagine anyone who ever met her not liking her, very brave, very vivacious, very clever, very agreeable, She was my favorite student. Ah, the scariest thing..."

"Yeah, you like her so much, but you refuse to help her son. She gave me her life, but you won't even give me a memory."

Hagrid's thunderous snoring filled the cabin, and Ivan looked at Harry and Slughorn intently.

Next to him, Elaine sat quietly in a chair, and Ha Ze stared firmly at Slughorn's teary eyes, seemingly unable to look away.

"Don't say that, Harry, don't say that, please, don't say that again!" he whispered, tears streaming from his eyes, "if it helps you, of course it's not a problem, it's not a problem at all, but That thing is useless..."

"It works!" Harry said clearly, "Dumbledore needs to know, I need to know, this is the greatest help to us, we need that memory."

"That memory is very important, Professor." Ivan said softly. He felt that Harry was a bit bold. Is it really okay to tell Slughorn like this?

But Harry knew he was safe, Felix told him, and Slughorn would remember nothing tomorrow morning...

Chapter 1457 Memories Obtained

Slughorn didn't answer, he seemed to be thinking, and seemed confused.

The effects of alcohol had worked on him, and Harry's mention of his mother four years ago had touched Slughorn's heartstrings again, and made him open up. Lily had been his favorite student, Slughorn En takes this kind of thing very seriously.

Undoubtedly, he was grieving, and was crying hard because of Harry's words.

Ivan never thought that a wizard like Slughorn who pays attention to enjoyment and benefits would cry, and even cried like this.

This sadness was really emotional, no less than Hagrid's nostalgia for Aragog.

Slughorn, this typical Slytherin wizard, an annoying guy, Ivan suddenly had a much better impression of him.People in Slytherin House tend to be more realistic, value power and power, and know exactly what they want.

For these interests, they tend to go further and further down the dark road, but this does not mean that they have no feelings.

They are an inseparable part of Hogwarts. Slytherin's will is a kind of Hogwarts will. A common noble purpose came together, gathered upon this land, and let their will be passed down in the wizarding world through Hogwarts.

In the end, their initial persistence and belief fundamentally changed the wizarding world, teaching students one after another.

As the Sorting Hat sang: Slytherin, Slytherin, here you will meet cunning and insidious people who will do everything possible, but you will also make the most sincere friends, who will not easily open their hearts and express their feelings , but I will keep this feeling deeply in my heart.

Slughorn wept silently there, immersed in the nostalgia of the past, like a helpless old man.

"Professor, give me that memory," said Harry. "I have to kill him. I need that memory. Between me and Voldemort, only one can survive. There is no other choice. For myself, for My mother, I have to beat him too."

Slughorn's face grew even paler, almost bloodless.

"Between you and him... only one will survive?" he asked.

"Yes." Harry said calmly.

"I can prove that I saw that prophecy at the time." Ivan said, "Voldemort chose Harry, and he personally marked him as his enemy. When Harry was a baby, there was only one of them. People can survive."

"My God, is this the content of that prophecy?"

"Yes, so we need the help of that memory, Professor, give it to us."

"But, but, dear children, you are asking too much... In fact, you are asking me to help destroy..."

"Horcruxes, yes, that's what we wish to destroy," Harry said quietly.

Slughorn shuddered at the word, and appeared even more frightened.

"Believe us, professor, Voldemort is not only scary about Horcruxes now, he also hopes to gain powerful power from ancient forbidden creatures, he hopes to become an existence as evil as them, at the price he may want the entire wizarding world Buried with him." Ai Wen said quickly, "We must stop him, destroying all Horcruxes is the first step, a necessary step."