I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Slughorn showed a satisfied smile, and he waved to Sean: "Great, Mr. Wallup, you saved me."

"Sir, you are too polite."

"No, no, I'm telling the truth. People of my age should sit in a small bungalow to bask in the sun and listen to music every day. This is good for my health."

Slughorn rambled and took Sean to his office on the seventh floor.

It was a hot, crowded room, even though Slughorn's office was much larger than the other professors.

The ceilings and walls are hung with emerald green, crimson and gold drapes, which at first glance make people feel like walking into a tent. On the ceiling are luxurious golden chandeliers with glowing elves shining inside.

However, there seems to be a lot less decoration on the chandelier, which makes it look weird.

There were many sofas and armchairs in the room, and in the middle was a huge round dining table, which Slughorn presumably used to entertain the members of his slug club.

There was a black tin box at the very edge, which seemed to be used to keep valuables.

On the wall beside the box, the doors and drawers of several cabinets were wide open at this time, and the contents were all messed up.

Slughorn staggered to the cabinet, frowned, and muttered, "I'll never put silver and gold powder in the medicine cabinet again, **** sniff..."

He turned his head and said to Sean, "Mr. Wallup, just put the medicinal materials into different categories, and please help put the spilled medicinal powder back."

"Okay, sir." Sean took the straw with airbag he handed over and started this voluntary labor.

Slughorn found a spiked pedal and sat next to him, nodding in satisfaction after seeing Sean meticulously repacking his five Galleons and an ounce of bicorn horn powder.

"Mr. Wallup, I'll give you a tube of vitality tonic in a while," he and Sean looked at each other, then smiled, "Don't say no, it's what you deserve for your meticulous work."

"Then I'll be more respectful than obedient, sir."

Sean turned around and went back to work. Although it was tedious and troublesome, Slughorn's vitality tonic was a good thing. The potions produced by the potions professor were much stronger than those on the market.

Slughorn chatted with him while he was packing a closet.

"I heard Professor McGonagall say that your talent in Transfiguration is amazing."

"It's just that I have some experience in learning, so I can't call it such a compliment." Sean said modestly.

"You're very humble, Wallup. Well, are you from a wizarding family or not?"

"My parents don't know magic."

Slughorn nodded, and then said as if explaining: "Don't get me wrong, I have no prejudice against Muggle-born wizards. I have taught many Muggle-born wizards, and they are equally good. ."

"I understand what you mean, sir." Sean said sympathetically.

He was puzzled, though, that Slughorn didn't mention Harry's mother: Lily Potter.

You know, what this gentleman likes most is to show off his former outstanding students.

The two continued to chat for a while, Slughorn rubbed his shoulders, then changed his sitting position, and said casually: "You also received the admission letter from Nurmengard?"

Although he was a little puzzled as to why the other party asked this, Sean still nodded.

"Oh, then why did you choose Hogwarts?" Slughorn smiled like a walrus at rest.

Sean thought for a while, then said with a smile, "It's just a feeling. I think Hogwarts is more suitable for me."

"It feels..." Slughorn touched his short beard, as if thinking about something.

"Is there a problem, Professor?"

Slughorn waved his hand, and he laughed: "Ha—just a casual question."

When Sean finished packing all the medicinal materials, he closed the last cabinet door and moved his neck.

He looked at the tin box: "Is there anything I need to organize, sir?"

"Oh, that one doesn't need it." Slughorn walked over to him, just blocking Sean from the box.

He waved his wand, and the dispensing kit flew to his side.

"Here, take it, child." Slughorn rummaged for a while, and handed over a small tube of orange potion.

Sean was not polite. He put away the potion and said with a smile, "Thank you for your generosity, sir."

Slughorn isn't as fond of taking advantage of others as it is rumored, and he was paid for his voluntary labor, which Sean was very satisfied with.

"You deserve it, well, I won't take up your time, go back, boy." Slughorn showed his trademark walrus smile again.

"I wish you a good dream, sir."

Just as Sean was about to leave, he remembered something, his roommate Stephen Cornford had been struggling with his grades in Potions class. Like himself, he had a mediocre talent for Potions, so Stephen had been talking about his thoughts lately. To buy a book on potions that suits him.

It's just the right time to ask here today, Sean is going to buy a copy himself.

"By the way, sir, I can ask if there are any books that can help you understand the knowledge of potions. It's enough for beginners. You know, I'm not very good at potions." Sean smiled helplessly.

"Oh, you're aggressive, we're always going to improve in our studies. By the way, wait," Slughorn rummaged for a while, then handed over a gold-trimmed notebook. "Here, here are some tips I have when making potions, they may help you. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Sean took it over flattered and said in surprise, "Sir, isn't this too expensive?"

Slughorn waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Sean smiled unconsciously. Today's work is so worth it.

After thanking him again, before leaving, Sean asked, "Sir, can I tell my classmates the contents of the notes?"

Hermione should really like this, and Sean doesn't mind sharing at all if Stephen needs it.

"Oh, who?"

"My friends, Hermione and Stephen." After speaking, Sean remembered that Slughorn might not remember who they were. Just as he was about to explain, Slughorn spoke directly.

"Miss Granger and Mr Cornford, oh, that's fine too."

Ok? what the hell? Can Slughorn remember other people's names? Forget Hermione, she's doing great. And Kornford, like himself, was a little transparent in Potions class.

At this time, there was a loud noise from the big iron box in the corner, and the stiffness that flashed on Slughorn's face was well hidden by him, and then smiled at Sean: "It's getting late. ,Let's go back."

"Uuuuuu!" Inside the big iron box, there was a strange voice again, like... as if a person was covering his mouth.

Sean couldn't help thinking of Professor Moody in the original book...

He came up with a bad feeling.

"Then I'll say goodbye first, sir."

Sean turned his head and was about to leave, only to find that the hidden office door closed automatically.

Behind him, Slughorn's voice suddenly became calm and cold.

"I was discovered by you..."

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