Chapter 569: Get it

Next to the square table in the middle of an empty classroom, Professor Slughorn curled up on the edge of the table like a fat walrus. Harry half-kneeled in front of him and raised his face, staring firmly at Slughorn's tearful eyes. This prevented the Potion Professor from turning his face.
"What you said makes sense, I really feel very, very sorry for your mother's death." He whispered, "If it can help you ... Of course not a problem ... but that thing is useless ..."
Useful, "Harry said clearly." Your memory Dumbledore needs to understand, I need to understand. I think this is a key to avenge my mother, or even the only key. "
Harry stared directly at Slughorn's eyes, leaning forward slightly closer to him. "I am the star of salvation and I must kill him. So, I need that memory."
Under Harry's compulsion, the blood on Slughorn's face slowly faded, and now instead of the blush after drinking, his face looked pale. Sweat also oozed from his wide head. "Are you the star of salvation?"
"Of course I am, everyone here knows." Harry finished pointing at Ryan and Hermione. They nodded together as Slughorn's eyes looked over.
"But ... my dear child ... you have demanded too much ... in fact, you are asking me to help you destroy a powerful dark wizard who has never been destroyed--"
"No, not as terrible as you said." Harry softened his tone and comforted. "Don't you hate the friend who took you away, your student. Even if you live a normal life and make you have to hide everywhere?"
"Harry, of course I hate him. But—" Slughorn looked terrified at this point.
"I know what you are afraid of, you are afraid that he will find that you helped Harry, but now the problem is that with the character of the mysterious person, he may not ask you if he has revealed his secret, he will kill every one. He feels unfavorable to himself. "Hermione said in a voice without any ups and downs.
"But I'm his teacher, his dean--" Slughorn interrupted Ryan before he had finished. "He personally killed his father and grandparents, and indirectly killed his uncle."
Slughorn turned his head back and watched Harry's hopeful look. "Shouldn't they say it's true?"
"What they said is true." Harry didn't give Slughorn an answer he wanted to hear. "So the way for you to really be safe now is to face him as bravely as my mother, to face the current bad situation."
Slughorn seems to have collapsed, and in fact he has been in a state of extreme tension since Voldemort's resurrection. So, after drinking a lot of wine today, Harry suddenly revealed his reality and lost his square. He was trembling all over, sobbing constantly. It looks like a huge baby.
"I feel disgraceful ..." Slughorn covered his face with his hands, and then murmured between his fingers, "I'm ashamed-for what the memory shows ... I think I might that day Caused a lot of harm ... "
"It's okay. If you give me your memory, everything will be offset," Harry said. "This is a very brave and noble thing, which can help you get rid of your inner uneasiness and at the same time protect your safety to the greatest extent possible. So please tell the secret, so it will be a very good thing for you and us. "
Then Harry and Slughorn stared at each other for a while under dim candlelight. Finally, Slughorn slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand. The other hand reached out from the cloak. A little empty bottle.
He still stared at Harry's eyes and pressed the wand tip against his temple, then slowly picked it up. The tip of the rod brought out a long silvery memory. It grew longer and longer, and finally broke, and silver light fluttered on the tip of the stick. Slughorn put it in the bottle, the silver wire rolled up first, and then unfolded, like a ray of green smoke circling inside the bottle. He squeezed the cap tightly with his trembling hands and handed it to Harry across the table.
"Thank you very much, Professor." Harry thanked him heartily after taking the bottle.
"You are a good boy," Slughorn said to Harry, and tears ran down his fat cheeks into his walrus beard, "You have eyes like her ... Do n’t think of me as a wicked person after this. Also, I wish you all the best ... "After that, Slughorn slumped on the table and slept.
"Okay, I think I'm going to see Professor Dumbledore now. Are you willing to join me?" Harry asked Ryan and Hermione after putting the bottle in his pocket.
"Of course it was with you. After all, this memory has something to do with us. I think we should know about it too." Ryan said, and then he asked with some worry. "Today we are asking him so much that he will not make him angry and leave Hogwarts, right? Once he falls into the hands of the mysterious man, we are in trouble."
"No." Harry shook his head. "Fouling agent told me that Professor Slughorn will remember nothing after waking up tomorrow morning."
"That's fine, but what about Professor Slughorn now? Are we throwing him here?" Hermione glanced at Slughorn who snored on the table and asked. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
"It must not be thrown here, otherwise he will be wrong tomorrow morning. Let me think about it-yes." Harry whispered into the empty space around him after a shot on his chest: "Dobby, more Than, I need your help now. "
His voice did not fall, and Dobby appeared in front of everyone after a soft crack. "Dobby heard Harry's call and was very happy to serve Harry."
"That's it, Dobby." Harry looked at Dobby and said, "We just had a meeting here with Professor Slughorn, and as a result Professor Slughorn drank a bit more at once. Can you stop Get some helpers to help us return the drunk Professor Slughorn to his office. He will definitely catch a cold while sleeping here for a night. "
"Of course, of course, no problem." Dobby said in a sharp voice. "Serving professors and students of Hogwarts is our duty, please be assured that my colleagues and I will settle the professor."
"Then thank you, Dobby." Harry finished looking at Ryan and Hermione. "Okay, now let's go to Mr. Principal. I have a hunch that he is waiting for us in the office now."
Just after three people stepped out of the classroom door, the bell of curfew rang. They glanced at each other and quickly ran upstairs. Fortunately, they all went well along the way, without encountering the professor or Filch. A few minutes later, they came out of the principal ’s office, after Harry said
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to the stone monster at the door of Dumbledore ’s room. The monster jumped aside and made the three of them walk up the spiral staircase.
"Come in." Dumbledore's voice came after Harry knocked on the door.
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