Chapter 568: Drunk

"I waited for this bracelet for more than a month." Slughorn complained slightly, but he quickly changed his mind. "Of course! This kind of top magic props that can be used as heirlooms can be bought with gold. It is already a lucky thing, especially this kind of work of the future alchemist master when he is young. Not to mention the current situation outside is very dangerous, there are countless People need this type of self-defense props. "
"Thank you for your compliment." Ryan nodded slightly. "But there is no way to make you wait for so long, because this kind of thing is too complicated to make, plus I have to go to school, it is impossible to spend all my energy on this. So every month I can only Make a little bit available to the store. "
"Yeah, that's true. You are still a student. I certainly understand it." Slughorn said. "But I think I can help you. I think it ’s a waste of time for you to do the homework at the potion making level now. I think I can allow you to avoid doing the homework after my homework. You can provide more people with magic props to resist black magic attacks. "
"Thank you so much." Ryan smiled, and time was never enough for him. It was naturally a good thing to make more free time to do his own thing. So after listening to what Slughorn said, he opened the bottle of elf fruit wine on the table and poured a golden cup. "Professor, you try this wine. This was the last time I went to Tianchao."
"It tastes really good," Slughorn said after taking a sip, and then he put the gold cup in front of him and carefully examined it. "Huh, this doesn't seem to be an ordinary cup."
"Of course not." Lane smiled. "All the cutlery here was made when I practiced before. Not only can I change the temperature of the liquid in the cup, but I can also check if the contents of the cup are poisonous."
"I used to see a similar set of utensils at the Malfoy family. Without you, this set is exquisite, and the magic effect is better than yours. But they put that thing in a glass cabinet like a baby. The house elves at home polished those cups and plates, but never used them. "
"Then it's boring," Lane said. "All the alchemy props are made for a more convenient life, and putting these things in the shelving is completely contrary to their original intention."
"It may be because you are an alchemist. Ordinary wizards are not like you--" Slughorn's tone revealed a little envy. In this world, the master alchemist is worth a lot more than the master potion. , Especially when Nick Lemay died now. In the eyes of Slughorn, Ryan will surely become an alchemist as long as he grows step by step. So naturally he was envious.
In the following time, Ryan and Slughorn talked about the purchase of raw materials in Diagon Alley. Together, the two began to scold some profiteers in Diagon Alley. Soon under Ryan's intentional flattery, Slughorn began to talk about his youth. At the same time, he also patted his chest and promised to help Ryan introduce a few of his former students, so that Ryan can later buy more expensive and cheaper materials in raw materials.
At this time, the wine brought by Slughorn and the bottle of wine that Ryan had placed on the table were almost finished. At this time, the demon agent gently pushed Harry. Lane noticed that Harry suddenly got close to Hermione and said something, and then Hermione pulled out several square wine bottles from another space bag, then stood up and filled the wine for Lane and Slughorn .
Ryan, after receiving the notice from Hermione who branded him with the Phoenix, immediately took Professor Slughorn and started talking about the purchase of various raw materials in Knockdown Lane. Obviously this attracted Slug Professor Horn's attention. He did not notice that Hermione had changed the wine.
"Dwarf honey wine." Ryan took a sip and determined what Hermione had brought out. This was what the Dwarves made after returning to the Lonely Mountain. They tried to use this thing to the elf honey wine market, so this wine is very close to the elf honey wine in taste. The only difference is that even though it tastes soft, the alcohol level is not low. Only two bottles can tip a dwarf.
So at this time, Ryan can only use alchemy to decompose the drunk wine to avoid overturning himself, but Slughorn sitting opposite him is not clear about this. He thought this wine was not drunk like the sweet wine just now.
As a result, only half an hour later, Slughorn sat side by side with Ryan regardless of age and began to toast each other: for Hogwarts, for Dumbledore, and also for Harry Potter. Hermione was drinking sweet tea while watching Ryan and Slughorn with a playful look. Harry pretended to be drinking with a wine glass, but he always cooperated properly with Ryan to persuade Slughorn to drink more wine.
It didn't take long for Ryan to successfully sell the experimental bracelet with Harry's hand to Slughorn. Slughorn took out a bag of 2800 gallons cast with a space extension spell and handed it to Ryan.
Ryan originally asked him to ask for 2,500 gallons, but Slughorn, if you do n’t accept me, my 3000 gallons just look down on me. In the end, it was good to say that the two talents reached a consensus on the figure of 2800 gallons. Then Slughorn shouted, "To a future alchemist, cheers!" Put the bracelet into the pocket of his clothes, and at the same time lift the glass filled with amber wine into his mouth.
Slughorn began to sing a soothing song after drinking the wine from the glass. Ryan had never heard this song anywhere else, thinking it should be the folk song of the wizards. Sure enough, after listening to the lyrics carefully, he discovered that the song was a story about the death of a wizard named Otto.
"Death is always frightening." Hermione said after listening to the song. "So countless people are trying to avoid death and pursue life and hate death. This may be an instinct for biology. Only some great Only people can overcome the instincts of life and face death with their heads up for some great reasons when needed. "
"Yes, that's what my parents are." Harry also received the message next to him, then looked at Slughorn: "Do you know this?"
"Oh," Slughorn suppressed a hiccup, "Oh, yeah, they are really heroes, and I admire them very much. But that thing is also really-terrible. Horrible ... Horrible ... … "He said that he didn't know what to say next, so he reached out and picked up another wine glass filled with wine from the table. At the same time, he asked Harry "I think-don't you remember, Harry?" He asked awkwardly.
"I don't remember-I was only one year old when they died." Harry said, at this time he saw Lane pulled a small ball of herbal medicine from his arms and lit it. Soon, the smoke spread into the whole room, and Harry sniffed the grass-like smell that spread in the air. Feel my nerves relax a lot.
"Soothing agent." Ryan made a mouthful at Harry before making a cheer gesture with a fist in his right hand.
Harry nodded to Ryan and turned his head to look at Slughorn's eyes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Although I didn't remember those things because I was too young, I learned a lot after I grew up. My dad died first, do you know? "
"Sorry, boy, I-I really don't know this." Slughorn said weakly.
"Yes ... Voldemort killed him, and then walked over to his mother over his body." Harry seemed very calm, even cold. He ignored Slughorn, who looked at him with horrified eyes, and then said, "He told my mother to go away, Voldemort told me that she could not die, he just wanted to kill me, she could have escaped."
"Oh, my God," Slughorn said softly, "She could have ... she didn't have to ... too terrible ..."
"Yes." Ryan saw Harry approaching Slughorn, and then said in a nearly whispered voice. "But she didn't. She pleaded with Voldemort and begged me to survive. But he just laughed ..."
"Enough!" Slughorn cried suddenly and raised his trembling hand. "Really, dear boy, enough ... I am an old man ... I don't need to listen ... I don't want to listen ..."
"You seem to have told me that my mother used to be one of your favorite pupils, right?" Harry replied under the guidance of that little psychic agent and asked the sentence.
"Of course, of course." Slughorn fell into memory with the help of alcohol and soothing agents. "Who would hate her for anyone who has seen Lily? She is so brave ... so lively ... but in the end, the most terrible thing came ..."
"So I hope you can help and help your son who was a proud student." Harry finally said his goal tonight.
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