Archaeologists at Hogwarts

13 Slughorn

Horace Slughorn was a Potions professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was an old man of the same era as Headmaster Dumbledore. Since his retirement in 1981, he has returned to the late Parents home.

Speaking of the Slughorn family, this is an ancient and wealthy pure-blood family. It was also compiled into the "Pure-Blood List" and is one of the 28 holy families.

The Slughorns were not pure-blood supremacists, but they encouraged Horace to have the "right" friends at school.But Horace didn't listen to his parents. He loved his parents, but he didn't care so much about blood, even among Muggle-borns.

Of course, the premise is an excellent Muggle-born.

This concept was also applied to the Slug Club he formed. He likes to hide behind the scenes, connect particularly talented and ambitious students together, and then benefit from the success of these students, such as free quiz Land odd tickets, or advice to senior officials of the Ministry of Magic.

It gave Slughorn a sense of satisfaction, and he certainly had a good eye for picking students with good prospects.

Of course, in the selection process, Slughorn also had no prejudice against blood, but was occasionally surprised by the other party's Muggle-born status.

Like Lily Evans.

Like Toby Highmore.

On this day, Slughorn's home was receiving Gwenog Jones, a tall woman who was also a batsman for the all-female Quidditch team Holyhead Harpies and later a The captain of the team, the "Daily Prophet" also reported on her specifically, saying in the article [No one dares to object to the "excellent but dangerous" captain of the Harbies, Gwenog Jones. 】

Jones was also a member of the Slug Club, and she often brought Slughorn free tickets.Slughorn also enjoyed hosting former students at his home, one of the few joys of his retirement.

The two chatted happily, and Jones was describing a fierce game for Slughorn: "—Mosa threw the Bludger with the tail of the broom, she was a good player, and threw the Bludger every time Very accurate, I was holding up the bat and waiting for her, the enemy team's Chita thought I was going to attack her with a bludger, she immediately bent down, and I hit the bludger in another direction, bang Hit the Snitch in one fell swoop, sent the Snitch into the hands of our team's Chaser, and that's the end of the game—"

Jones paused for a moment, and she said proudly: "350 to 90, an undisputed victory, the audience is cheering - of course, it is hard to say whether there is a reason why the game lasted for two full days, when our team The Chasers fell asleep on their broomsticks and she didn't know we had finally won until we got back to the lounge."

Slughorn smacked his mouth, as if reminiscing: "It was really a wonderful game, but unfortunately I didn't see it with my own eyes."

"Then you must go and see for yourself next time." Jones said and took out a ticket from his pocket, and the sharp-eyed Slughorn immediately saw that it was the most advanced ticket.

"The day after tomorrow, the Austrian Stadium."

Jones put the tickets on the table in front of Slughorn, "The game starts at [-]:[-] p.m., and the opponent is still the team I just mentioned. You must bring a blanket before you go. It's also a good idea to set up an extra tent." .”

Slughorn smiled in satisfaction. He took the ticket and stuffed it into his bulging pocket: "Of course, I will go."

Then Jones was leaving, and she had to train, and this time was extra time.

"Exactly." Slughorn looked up at the clock. "The next guest is coming soon."

"Who is it?" Jones asked curiously.

"Toby." A strange expression appeared on Slughorn's face: "He has disappeared for more than ten years. I didn't expect to write a letter two days ago, saying that he wanted to see me."

"Toby?" Jones thought carefully, "Toby Highmore?"

Slughorn said in surprise: "You remember him?"

"We used to be classmates." Jones said: "Although it is not the same college, nor the same grade, I remember when I was in the fourth grade, he seemed to have just entered the school, right? He is amazing now. When the team went to Egypt for a game, they occasionally went to a place called the Veil Bar, where all the guests knew him. I later learned that his reputation spread all over Gringotts. It is said that he is the best spellbreaker, It seems that there is a book out, called what—"

""Ancient Magic"." Slughorn reminded, and at the same time a book floated from the bookshelf and fell into his hand: "He also gave it to me by the way, but unfortunately the sales are poor. But listen to what you said , I really have to read this book carefully.”

Before leaving, Jones said one last sentence: "Judging from the compliments inside Gringotts, he may be your wealthiest student. Naturally, he doesn't need royalties to support himself."

After Jones left, Slughorn nestled in the sofa and read "Ancient Magic" slowly.

To be honest, the writing of this book is really not very good. Slughorn feels like he is reading a half-written book, which stops abruptly at every critical moment, but the adventures embellished in it are still It aroused Slughorn's strong interest. These descriptions are incomplete, but it can also be seen that Toby's experience is rich, and there are strong evidences everywhere-there are pyramids in Egypt, snow-capped mountains in various countries, distant desert, and an unknown vast lake—couldn’t it be the sea?

Slughorn remembered Toby, even if he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, he still remembered this outstanding student. It was one of his top collections.But he still couldn't help worrying about Toby's arrival.

He didn't know if it was Dumbledore's instructions, he had retired a long time early to avoid his old friends—

Just as Slughorn is once again caught up in the thrilling adventures in the book, the doorbell finally rings.

Pushing open the door, there stood a man who was both familiar and unfamiliar to Slughorn outside the door, his long hair was pulled back neatly behind his head, revealing smiling eyes.Sitting on the shoulder is a snuffer, playing with its hair.The man was still carrying several packages in his hand, which were bulging and the paper bags were all stretched open.

Toby, too, was looking at Slughorn, noticing the Headmaster's bald forehead, puffy eyes, walrus-like silver beard, and a big belly that buckled his waistcoat tightly.

Time seems to have returned to the student days.

"I don't understand, sir, I'm only a Muggle-born, and why should I be sorted into Slytherin?"

"Oh, come on, Toby. I wish I had such an excellent student as you, do you know Lily? I have invited her many times in a row, but every time she refused politely, it is so strange, I I clearly remember that she has a good relationship with Severus, but I didn't expect her to be so anti-Slytherin--well, stop complaining about yourself, blood is no big deal, I have a lot of Muggle-borns when I was in school Friends, they are all as good as you, if not as good as you."

Toby looked at the old man in front of him, he smiled and said, "Long time no see, Dean."

"I'm not a dean anymore."

Slughorn also gradually smiled, and he patted Toby on the shoulder hard, just like he had comforted him before.

"Come in, kid, and tell me what you've been doing all these years."

"Honestly, I thought you were dead!"

(End of this chapter)