Professor, please pay the debt

Harry had to pretend not to notice the weird atmosphere between the two, and he said to Slughorn with a regretful expression, "I'm afraid I'm running out of time, Professor, and I still want to take a bath, oh, I mean, both Want to shower without missing breakfast. Also, I don't think today might be a good day to go to the lake.

Because I just passed by the lake, the water-dwelling grass has just grown buds, and it will take three or four days to bloom.Of course, if you mean something else of value..."

"No, I mean aquatic grass, thank you for telling me this news, otherwise I would be running errands in vain, before, oh, it was 50 years ago, every early November, I would take my students go to collect aquatic grass...

It's not well known, but it's very useful and can be added to any potion as a stabilizer, one of my students...

Oh, it's been too long and I don't remember his name anymore, he is the best at using aquatic grasses, he is simply handy.

When he was your age, he successfully made a soul stabilizer, which is due to the aquatic grass.

Of course, he is excellent, no one can deny it!Oh, you won't be offended when I say that, Harry, and I don't mean to belittle you in the slightest. "

Of course Harry will not be angry, in fact he is very happy in his heart, just imagine, 50 years after you graduated, your grades are still talked about by people, and the professors at that time still regarded you as a role model for motivating students, what is this like? Honor!

"I understand what you mean, oh, actually, I also want to try the soul stabilizer, but I don't have the idea of ​​fighting anyone, I just want to try."

"That's right, young people should be like this, and it's not shameful to fail, so let's make a deal, three days later..."

"Dealed! Professor!"

Slughorn left happily, never paying attention to Dumbledore, and Dumbledore has been standing calmly at the portrait, as if admiring the corner of the fat lady's skirt.

It was not until Slughorn's figure disappeared behind the corner of the corridor that Dumbledore resumed talking to Harry.

But he seemed uninterested at the moment, just reminded Harry not to forget his confinement, and left.

It seemed that Principal Dumbledore was at odds with his Potions professor, and something unpleasant must have happened between them. Harry carefully recalled what happened during this period, trying to find clues.

But when he returned to the dormitory, Regens bit his trousers and dragged him into the bathroom, so he had no choice but to put it aside for the time being and followed.

Karkaroff brought the good news that Thicknesses - the original Death Eaters - were about to switch families and swear allegiance to the Saviour.

Of course, he has another identity, the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, and the direct boss of the Auror Office.

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Harry walked towards the auditorium humming a song, oh, come and stir my pot of soup, if you do it right, I will make a fiery love and accompany you warm tonight.

"Wow... oh... It seems that you had a good time last night. How was the date? It was exciting!"

Ron walked beside him, looking at him enviously.

"Did you go on a date? Oh, of course, you should meet, anyway, it's human, after everything that happened, especially after you were in a coma for three days, I guess, he, oh, must be very happy." worry about you."

Hermione walked on the other side of him, and when she mentioned Harry's boyfriend, she sounded a little stiff but not disgusted, which made Harry feel even better.

The three of them were walking from the common room of Gryffindor College to the Great Hall, and the two children still insisted on protecting Harry with a sandwich.

In other words, Hermione walked on his left and Ron walked on his right.The two kept showing their eyes to the students in the corridor who were about to watch the wolf-slaying hero, and Ron also polished his prefect badge to reveal it.

When a student tried to get close, he picked up the badge pinned to the robe and yelled at the person, "Do you want to be locked up! Boy!"

There was a lot of mourning in the corridor, and the students dared not speak out. This made Ron very happy. He twisted the badge more vigorously to make it more obvious. Look at his posture, as if he wanted to be locked up by someone. .

It was rare for Hermione not to criticize him for abusing his position, and only reminded Ron when they reached the Great Hall that he had torn his robes himself.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Ron yelled, squinting his eyes. "I don't think that's useful..." Hermione sat down in her old seat and stared at Ron reproachfully. Playing prestige, you won't be able to wake up for a while."

Just as Ron was about to say something, a girl rushed up from behind him, stuffed a pink envelope into Harry's hand, and ran away quickly.

"I bet this is a love letter..." Ron's mood immediately improved, and he stared at the letter with great interest, "Look at what she wrote..."

"You read it for yourself." Harry handed the letter directly to Ron, and then served himself a bowl of porridge, "I don't want to read a silly girl's nonsense."

"Harry!" Hermione screamed reproachfully, "You're insulting that girl!"

"She knew that I was married, and sent a love letter in public. I don't think she has any good intentions." Harry said angrily, "Maybe she wants us to quarrel, as if this way, she will have a chance... ..."

"Oh, your brain is really fast..." Hermione was stunned by this reasoning, "But it's not necessary, well, it's impossible to draw the worst conclusion all at once, everyone is a conspirator... "

"Yeah, the girl is probably just freaking out..." Ron looked up from the letter, pointing to a paragraph of text on it with a silver fork and said, "Look at this - I miss you most of the day , lack of sleep—that would explain the problem, she lacks sleep, so her mind is not clear."

"Fresh, and lack of sleep, do they mean the same thing?" Harry was not interested in the letter, he wanted to correct Ron's grammatical mistakes, "You should read more, Ron, or your Don't get an A on your thesis. Also, put down your fork, there's a piece of ham stuck to it."

"Shut up! You two!"

Hermione screamed at them across the table, her hands clenched into fists as if ready to punch them.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and told Hermione with blank expressions that the boys didn't know the reason for her anger.

A girl not far away stood up, screamed in pain, and ran out of the auditorium covering her face.

Many people looked at her with pity, and when she disappeared, most of them turned to Harry and Ron in unison, their eyes full of reproach.

"Hey! It's none of my business!" Ron was stared uncomfortably, pointing at Harry with the ham-studded fork, "This kid broke her heart."

At this time, a few birdsong and flapping wings came from the roof, announcing that it was time for the traditional Hogwarts owl delivery. This diverted everyone's attention, and Harry waved to Ron's belly With one punch, Ron made an exaggerated painful expression very cooperatively, and the students sitting next to them were all amused by such a trick.

Then, everyone eats, eats, reads letters, and does whatever they want.

Only Ginny still couldn't forget the love letter. Sitting next to Hermione, she glared at Harry and Ron and said sharply:

"You two are nasty! I'm going to tell my mother about it, just wait and see, she won't spare you!"

"How childish! How old are you!" Ron was obviously not afraid of this threat. After laughing at his sister, he nudged Harry with his elbow, "Pass me some sausage."

"You may be disappointed, Ginny, Mrs. Weasley may not agree with you..." Harry stretched out his arms and brought the sausage plate from a distance, and handed it to Ron, "You know, married women I don't like third parties..."

"Yeah, Mom said they were!" Ron picked out two of the biggest sausages. "Thanks, buddy! Won't you have some!"

"I tried it, it's too salty, it's like drowning..."

Both Harry and Ron were focused on the sausage, and neither of them noticed how ugly the faces of the two girls opposite were.

A newspaper owl landed in front of Harry, "It's The Quibbler!"

Ron let out a cheer. Ever since reading Mrs. Burns and Fudge's romantic love story, he has completely fallen in love with this nonsense tabloid.

When he unfolded the newspaper with great hope, he was shocked by the headline on the front page——In order to avenge his father's lover, the savior sacrificed himself to feed the wolves——

The subtitle is: Love and hatred between two generations of Potter and werewolves