Chapter 758 Ginger Juice

"Ah, so you are here." Professor Horace Slughorn stood in front of a booth near the corner, holding a glass of oak-aged mead, "Lisa Torrance, Louis Good to meet you, Torrance."

"Professor Slughorn." The second-year Slytherin twin witches replied at the same time, their voices seemed to have no emotion at all, and they felt gloomy and depressing when they heard them for no reason.

The two sisters in green fur vests stood up at the same time, their long brown hair hanging down, covering half of their cheeks. The two witches stood there upright, with their hands hanging by their sides, and their expressions looked gloomy.

"I want to congratulate you on having a new brother during the summer vacation. What name did Jack give them?" Professor Slughorn didn't respond to the twins' lifeless expressions, but was still full of enthusiasm.

"Danny." The twin witches replied with the same tone of voice, without joy.

Horace rubbed his temples. After being unable to fall asleep in an excited state for three consecutive days, he never had enough time to supplement the lost sleep. After gently relieving his swollen nerves, he continued: "I organized a Small, informal group called the Slug Club. I hold occasional dinners, and I would like to invite you to join me for dinner, and I would be very glad if you could come." (Slughorn in English is Slughorn, slug means "slug")

"Don't rush to refuse, son, your father Jack Torrance is also one of them." Seeing the twins looking at each other, Horace quickly stretched out his fingers, "The Yuanwang restaurant opened by your family, he He invited me on vacation, but I never got around to it. Is he still as passionate about writing as he was back then?"

"When there are no guests in winter, he likes to hide in the hotel on the mountain and write books." Lisa Torrance answered this question.

Louis Torrance followed Lisa and continued: "Professor, we would like to participate."

"It's a good thing to be able to stick to your hobbies all the time, so I'll let the owl notify you when I hold a dinner next time." Professor Slughorn raised his glass, raised it at the twin sisters, and turned around to leave When he was walking, he saw Alan and Hermione sitting in the booth in the corner.

"Hello, Professor Alan Harris." Horace couldn't help touching his nose, trying to put on a warm smile that shone like the golden buttons on his vest: "I'm Horace, Horace Russ Slughorn, it's an honor to meet you, and I think this is our first official conversation."

"Nice to meet you." Allen stood up, "Professor Slughorn, your achievements in potions and the textbooks you edited have benefited me a lot in this subject."

Slughorn deliberately turned his head to find Hermione and said, "Excuse me, did I interrupt your date with Miss Granger?"

"Not at all, Professor." Hermione put down her hand holding the butterbeer glass and stood up, then pushed the small basket on the table forward, "Would you like some lemon meringue?"

"The three broomsticks' candied pineapple is also good, I recommend you to try it too." Slughorn, who wanted to take this opportunity to leave, had no choice but to stand still and take a piece of cookie, pondering for a while, "Professor Harris, I will hold a dinner party in a few days, I wonder if it is an honor to invite you to come here?"

Horace didn't want to have too close a relationship with the Harris family. The Harris family's influence in the magic world is indeed flourishing now, but Slughorn also knew that after staying in Europe for a period of time when the first Dark Lord rebelled. The Grindelwald and Harris families have a close relationship with each other.

The most important point is that although Horace likes to make "excellent" friends and enjoy the privilege of meeting famous people and successful people, an experience many years ago made him realize that he has too talented students who are beyond the scope of "excellent" of danger.

Moreover, despite the recent tension between the Harris family and the traditional British pure-blood family, although ordinary wizards cannot understand and perceive,

But he has learned enough intimate information through the club he founded. Add to that some of the Harris family's weirdness in the little details - like Minister Owen Harris' speech and his needless feud with Babajid Akimba, president of the International Confederation of Wizards, and Harris The tough remarks recently broadcast on the TV station... The information revealed made Horace feel that although there was no evidence or definite inference, these signs were not quite right. Therefore, he did not want to get too close to the Harris family so as not to get burned.

It's just that now that Allen and the others have obviously heard the invitation to the Torrance sisters just now, with the current status of the Harris family in the magic world, even if the members of their slug club are also very powerful in the magic world, they are also very powerful. Can not go lightly neglect offended.

So out of necessary etiquette, Horace Slughorn had no choice but to extend the invitation.

"I am very happy to receive your invitation, Professor Slughorn." Allen agreed without any embarrassment at all, and he and Slughorn elegantly clinked glasses and took a sip of Goldigan tea , "I will be there on time."

"I will owl the specific time and formal invitation." Slughorn held out the mead glass to Hermione again, "Miss Granger, please take the time to attend, it will be my an honor."

"Thank you for your invitation, Professor." Hermione, who tried hard to take out the umbrella at the helm, also imitated the adult appearance of Alan and Slughorn just now, lightly clinked glasses with each other and poured the butter in her cup The beer was downed—but after drinking the non-alcoholic fake beer, a ring of cream flowers hung around her lips, which looked like a white beard.

Slughorn twisted the gold button on his vest uncomfortably, and Alan glanced at it, and tilted his head slightly in Hermione's direction, indicating that such an embarrassing scene should be handled by Alan. Remind the other party, and then the fat old man who looked blessed suddenly waved his hand in the direction behind the stairs in the lobby, and then bowed slightly to Alan and Hermione: "Sorry, I saw a friend, please forgive me for excuse me first."

"Please, Professor." Then Allen followed Slughorn's gaze and glanced at his female companion, raised his brows up to suppress a smile, stretched out his finger, and pointed to Hermione's mouth, Pointing to the same place on his mouth: "You have a circle around your mouth..."

Hermione, who had just sat down again, glanced at the remaining foam in the beer glass, her slightly dilated eyes, and her straight back were silently telling Miss Know-it-all's distress. She froze for a few seconds before she turned away quickly , a little flustered and directly wiped his mouth with the cuff on his wrist.

Allen, who also sat back in the deck, just stared at the other party and finished all this, then suddenly leaned over, raised his bony, pale and slender index finger and gently scratched the corner of Hermione's mouth, and then wiped the The small white cream froth on the fingertips approached his lips, and he slightly stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the fingertips: "The butter beer with ginger juice tastes better."

At the other end of the stairs, the couple who had finished being intimate with Ginny and pretended nothing had happened had already returned to the long table of their companions with drinks and food. In order to complete the task assigned to him by Dumbledore, Harry raised his hand and waved, and greeted Professor Slughorn who walked over with his stomach full. Then he got up and shook hands with his Potions professor: "Professor Slughorn, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Me too, me too." Slughorn smiled and shook Harry's hand enthusiastically.

Harry had nothing to say and started to greet the other party: "Professor Slughorn, what are you doing here?"

"The relationship between the three broomsticks and me is very deep." Slughorn held his head up. "I remember when it was called a broom." Horace said Consciously raising his hand, the mead in the cup spilled out, almost spilling on Ginny's body.

"Attention, Miss Weasley." Professor Slughorn didn't pay much attention, and after reminding Ginny to pay attention, he turned around and continued to greet Harry, "Well, boy, in the past... I will occasionally hold a few A dinner party, only a few students are invited, would you like to come? Your friend Miss Granger will also attend."

Professor Slughorn turned around and motioned to Harry for the booth where Aaron and Hermione were in the corner, but was surprised to find that two Aurors appeared in front of the booth table, and one Auror was leaning over He bowed his head and said something in Alan's ear—then Alan and Hermione stood up after saying a few words, and hurriedly left the Three Broomsticks Tavern with the three Aurors.

When Allen walked away, Hermione stood up with a disappointed expression, picked up the basket of cookies and the remaining half cup of butterbeer and walked over.

"I was telling Harry that Miss Granger would also attend my dinner." Professor Slughorn raised his glass and raised it to Hermione, "Does the Ministry of Magic have anything to ask Professor Harris?"

"It seems to be, it seems that he needs to deal with some official business." Hermione nodded to the Potions professor, and then looked at Harry standing opposite Slughorn, "Harry, have you received the invitation too?" ?”

Harry nodded quickly: "Yes, I am very honored, and I will definitely participate then."

"Hermione, come and sit." Ginny moved her chair closer to Harry's. Hermione smiled at Professor Slughorn, and clinked glasses with Ginny tacitly.

Seeing that Ginny was very close to Harry and Hermione, Professor Slughorn's eyes flashed: "You are welcome then, Miss Weasley."

Ginny, who didn't expect Professor Slughorn to invite her, quickly swallowed the drink in her mouth, "Thank you, Professor."

"Excellent, wait for my owl to deliver the letter. I, the old man, will not bother you young people. I wish you a good time." Slughorn turned around, his eyes resting on Ron and Seamus After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Nice to meet you too, Seamus Weasley, Warrenby Finnigan."

The two little wizards were so embarrassed that they didn't know how to respond, but fortunately, Professor Slughorn didn't mean to wait for their response, and turned around and left immediately after greeting them.

"Ron, we are all his students, and he was able to reverse my last name with yours, did he do it on purpose?" Seamus was a little unsure whether the potions professor made a mistake on purpose.

"Ginny and I are brother and sister, both with red hair. He knew she was Weasley, but he actually thought my surname was Finnigan..." Ron pointed feebly at Ginny's red hair, "Also Harry, you What the hell are you doing with Slughorn?"

"Dumbledore wants me to approach him..."