Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

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

The effect of alcohol worked on him, and Harry just mentioned what happened to his mother four years ago that touched Slughorn's heart and opened him up. Lily was once his favorite student, something that Slughorn attached particular importance to.

Undoubtedly, he was sad, because Harry's words fell into infinite sorrow and cried terribly.

Evan never thought that a wizard like Slughorn who focuses on pleasure and profit would cry and cry like this.

This sadness is truly emotional, not at all worse than Hagrid's memory of Aragok.

Slughorn, this typical Slytherin wizard, an annoying guy, suddenly had a pretty good impression of him. Slytherin College people tend to be more realistic, see power and power, and know exactly what they want.

For these interests, they tend to walk more and more on dark paths, but that does not mean that they have no feelings.

They are an inseparable part of Hogwarts, and Slytherin's will is a kind of Hogwarts will, just like the four former founders, who, despite their different origins, different ideas and different ideas, came together for a common lofty purpose, gathered on this land and let their will be passed down through Hogwarts in the magical realm.

Ultimately, their initial insistence and conviction fundamentally changed the magic world, teaching students one after another.

As the court cap sings: Slytherin, Slytherin, here you will encounter cunning and insidious life by any means, but you will also make the most sincere friends, who will not easily open their hearts and express their feelings, but will keep them deep in their hearts.

Slughorn was there weeping silently, immersed in memories of the past, like a helpless old man.

“Professor, give me that memory.” Harry said, "I have to kill him, and I need that memory, and there's only one thing between me and Voldemort that can survive, and there's no other choice, and for myself, for my mother, I have to beat him. ”

Slughorn has a paler face and almost no blood.

“Between you and him... only one person can survive?” He asked.

“Yes,” Harry said calmly.

“I can attest to seeing that prophecy in my presence.” Evan said, "Voldemort chose Harry, and he marked him as his own enemy, and only one of them survived when Harry was a baby. ”

“Oh, my God, is that what this prophecy is about? ”

“Yes, so we need that memory help, Professor, give it to us. ”

“But, dear children, you ask too much... In fact, you are asking me to help destroy...”

“Horcruxes, yes, that's exactly what we want to destroy.” Harry said calmly.

Slughorn shuddered for a moment because of the word, making it seem even more frightening.

“Believe us, Professor, Voldemort's horror now is not just about the Horcruxes, he also wants to gain powerful power from ancient taboo creatures, he wants to be as evil as they are, and at the cost he may have to bury the entire magical world. Ivan quickly said," We have to stop him. Destroying all of the Horcruxes is the first and necessary step. ”

Slughorn seemed scared, sweaty all over his head, and he kept his mouth shut for half a day.

“Even if not for the others, you should think about my mother.” Harry said, "Fortune tells him what to say at this time," Professor, don't you want to get rid of the wizard who killed Lily Evans and avenge her? ”

“Oh, my God, Harry, Harry, I think, of course I want to…” Slughorn collapsed directly, "I should have stopped him, I had an obligation to stop him, he was once my student, he became like this today, I have a great responsibility. I have confessed countless times in the night, if I had done more, or if I hadn't done more that day... wouldn't this be the case for today? ”

“If you think you have a responsibility, help us stop him, Professor. ”

“No, no, I, I... I can't, I...” Slughorn muttered.

“Afraid he'll find out you helped us? ”

Slughorn didn't speak, but clearly this is where he feared.

“I hope you're as brave as my mother, Professor...” Harry said.

Slughorn raised his fat hand and pressed his trembling finger against his tear-soaked mouth.

“Okay.” He looked like a huge baby for a moment, he muttered from his finger stitches, "The memory you want, I've always been ashamed of what it showed me, I feel dishonored, I could have caused a lot of harm that day...”

“Just the beginning of the danger, Professor, don't forget what I just said.” Ivan cautioned, "To defeat Voldemort and destroy all the Horcruxes is the first step, your memory is particularly important, and if you are ashamed of it, leave it to us all to offset it, on the contrary, it is a very brave and noble thing and we will be proud of you. ”

Hagrid twitched in his dream and continued snoring.

Slughorn and Evan and Harry looked across the candle with tears, silence persisted for a long time.

He seemed to calm down, Ivan had stopped talking, and Follipop told Harry not to break the silence and wait a little longer.

Finally, Slughorn slowly and slowly extended his hand into his pocket, pulled out the wand, and his other hand grabbed a small empty bottle from the cape. He still stared Harry in the eye, pointed the wand against the temple and took it away.

The tip of the wand brings with it a long silver-like memory. The longer it is pulled, the longer it finally breaks, and the silver gleams on the tip of the wand.

Slughorn put it in a bottle, the silver wire rolled up, and then it unfolded, hovering like a gas.

He held the bottle cap tight with his trembling hands and passed it across the table to Harry as if he had exhausted all his strength.

“Thank you very much, Professor. ”

“You're a good boy, Harry.” Slughorn said that the tears once again poured down his fat cheek into his beard. “You have eyes like hers, I hope you don't take me too badly after looking at this...”

“I know, Professor!” Harry softly said.

“And you, Ivan, I always knew you were as brave as Harry, far more than I wanted to be, I never had the courage to fight him, I was afraid of death, afraid of power, afraid of that evil, I chose to escape, but I didn't want those terrible things you said to happen, and if this was the future to come, I would choose to join the fight, for, for...”

He didn't finish, because of the effect of alcohol, he put his head in his arms, sighed for a long time, and fell asleep!

In the hut, only a long period of silence and dim candlelight remained to shake.