Hogwarts card wizard

"Farewell, Aragog, you are the king of all spiders. Your body may rot, but your spirit lives forever. May your human friends find comfort in mourning your loss!"

In the end, Aragog was buried in Slughorn's eulogy. After the funeral, the three of them had dinner in Hagrid's cabin at Hagrid's kind invitation.

However, Hagrid's dark cuisine is well known at Hogwarts, so this dinner was more about drinking than eating.

I don't know if the Felix Felicia had once again exerted its magical power, but Slughorn actually got drunk at the table with Hagrid.

This is really incredible, because from any point of view, Slughorn would never drink with Hagrid. The living habits of the two are almost opposite, but they did it today.

Of course, Kevin's help is also indispensable. Every time he will quietly refill the wine glasses of the two of them, which is definitely an unlimited refill in the true sense.

With the help of alcohol, Hagrid and Slughorn chatted more and more happily, and having a good chat also meant drinking a lot.

Soon when the night fell, Hagrid was drunk and fell asleep leaning against the wall, with a smile on his mouth but tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Slughorn sat there with his eyes blank, as if in a daze or thinking.

Drinking up to this level, if this is not drunk, then there is no one in the world who can get drunk.

Kevin walked over and sat opposite him, Slughorn recovered and looked at Kevin in front of him.

"I know what you want to ask? I've always known," Slughorn said suddenly.

Kevin asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Slughorn smiled, and said drunkenly: "You don't need to hide it, Kevin. You are very smart, but too young. Do you know? Here..."

He pointed to his head, and said with a smile: "The knowledge of potions and making friends with famous people is not only stored here, but also wisdom. I have met too many students, and you are one of the best, but because I I've met a lot of great students, so I can guess what he's thinking."

Some people say that a person's real appearance is only when he is drunk. This sentence may not be credible, but there is indeed some truth in it.

Under the catalysis of alcohol, it is easy for people to give up their psychological resistance. At this time, the activities deep in a person's heart are always easy to be discovered.

Now that Slughorn has said that, Kevin simply put it bluntly and asked, "Since you know why I'm here, can you tell me, Professor."

Slughorn's smile disappeared, and he said blankly: "I can't say it, it's over after I say it."

Kevin shook his head and said, "No, professor! You can only save more people by speaking out. Do you know? Professor, we have lost too much. What you are most proud of is your many disciples, photo Members of the Slug Club. But how many people are still alive on your picture cabinet?"

"You said that these students are your proudest and most precious collection, but someone has already left your collection forever. We joined it this year, do you still want to lose it?"

"You're afraid to tell that secret, I understand! But professor, fear shouldn't be an obstacle to our progress. Time has passed for so long, don't you want to take another step forward? The only thing waiting for you is to stay where you are." Lost. Some of your students went into the dark, but others like Lily Evans sacrificed themselves to protect the ones she loved."

"Now it's our turn, we are weak, but we have to move forward. Do you know why? Because we can't let those friends who have left sacrifice in vain. Professor, you have taught me a lot, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart and admire you. You There are some small problems, you shouldn't be a timid person, think about the students, think about us! It's already been regretted once, why do it again? We can stop it, can't we?"

After a passionate narration, Kevin stood there quietly, and Slughorn's expression became more dull, but behind the dullness, Kevin saw a trace of relief in his eyes.

Slughorn took out his wand and said, "Please don't think too bad of me after reading it, you don't know what he was capable of at the time."

Kevin suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said: "We all know how terrible he is. Do you know, professor! Not only you, but many people thought that at that time they made a mistake, an irreparable mistake. Dumbledore was among them , what we have to do now is to make up for the mistakes we made as much as possible."

Slughorn said blankly, "You're right, Kevin! That's what I should have done the moment the petals Lily gave me disappeared. You're right, kid. You're right!"

Slughorn muttered to himself, and at the same time, the wand pulled out a trace of white-glowing memory from his head, and handed the memory to Kevin in the bottle with his own hands.

"Do you know the story of the petals? It was the most beautiful gift I ever received. There was a white lily petal floating in a bowl. When I took a second look, the petal turned into a small fish! What a wonderful magic, It's breathtaking."

Slughorn seemed to be talking to Kevin, but also seemed to be talking about the past on his own.

Kevin interjected, asking, "It's Harry's mother, right?"

Kevin has never met Harry's mother, but in the parents' diary, from other people's stories, everyone who mentions her is full of praise. In Kevin's opinion, Lily Evans should be a Very warm girl.

Because from Kevin's understanding, Lily seems to bring warmth to every friend around her.

It's just that fate is very miraculous, so miraculous that it makes you speechless, and so miraculous that good fortune tricks people.

Slughorn looked wistfully into the distance, as if standing there with his student.

"I never thought those things would happen, the day I came downstairs, the day the bowl was empty..."

Slughorn choked up, unable to utter another word.

The bowl is empty, the petals are gone, Lily is gone!

Kevin looked at Slughorn with a complicated expression, perhaps this memory was also a kind of torture for him.

Saying this, Slughorn lay down on the table.Kevin walked over and covered him with a blanket, and said softly: "Everything will be fine, and the tragedy will not happen again! Thank you, Professor!"

Kevin left, and there were only two people in the room who were sleeping soundly after drinking.

Hagrid was still crying for the loss of his old friend, and Slughorn's expression seemed to be a lot more relaxed. After tonight, his secret will still be a secret, but the memory he voluntarily taught Kevin will become The key to defeating Voldemort.