Chapter 428 The Party on the Train
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
In box c.
Besides John and the others, there are other students too.
John had known for a long time what interests this Professor Slughorn had.
The students who were invited either had a good reputation or a good background.
Malfoy locked Harry with a glance, and he looked dazed.
Unexpectedly, Ginny was also there.
Besides them, there are others, such as Blaise Zabini, who was a Slytherin in John's year.
And Cormac McLaggen, whose uncle was a high-ranking official at the Ministry of Magic, something like Pierce.
Seeing John coming, Slughorn turned around in this space with difficulty.
The others in the box moved first.
"John, Daphne, Draco." Neville greeted John and the others.
Blaise tried to get up with some haste, but his knee hit the table.
Cormac also hesitated for a moment, then got up and nodded to John.
"John, it's great to meet you, it's really a pleasure to see you!" Slughorn invited hastily, "I think these two are Miss Greengrass and Mr. Malfoy. Good location."
Slughorn gestured, and John saw a seat by the door and was about to sit down.
"No no no, John is here." Slughorn was too enthusiastic, pulling John to sit down next to him.
John still gave him this face.
"Well, you all know these people?" Slughorn said.
"John is the best at Hogwarts." Before anyone could speak, Blaise, John's fanboy, said first, "You don't know how good he is."
Seeing this, Slughorn smiled even more happily, nodded and joked: "I know better than you think, Dharma Alex Belby, the inventor of Wolfsbane, who I had the honor to teach, Great friends with John."
"Dharma Alex Belby told me that John Wick was definitely the most gifted student of the century."
Slughorn was not shy about his compliments, gushing about how good John was.
"Well, that's very pleasant," said Slughorn with satisfaction, as if he was satisfied just by complimenting John, "I brought my own lunch, and I remember the smell of the wand of hay on the food truck. It's always too heavy."
"A poor old man whose digestive system can't handle these things."
He muttered to Malfoy, "Have some quail, Malfoy?"
Malfoy accepted what appeared to be half a frozen quail.
"Your father was a student of mine, and I visited his museum. It's a great thing, isn't it?" Slughorn was head of Slytherin, and Lucius was his student.
"Of course, my dad likes to make some insignificant contributions in the wizarding world." Hearing this, Malfoy raised his head with pride.
Let Malfoy talk about the family, then you can talk for three days and three nights.
But Slughorn will not neglect the other students, these are his future collections.
Slughorn was amazed by another chat with Neville about the Longbottoms.
"I don't mean to offend. The thing about the Longbottoms is shocking. I even think it can be regarded as a miracle. My old friend who works in St. Mungo's once said that it is impossible to cure."
A potions master, Slughorn was curious about the Longbottoms' recovery.
Then he talked with Daphne about Mr. Greengrass's recent dealings with the political circles. Greenglass' property has increased a lot in the past year.
In the end, he put the main focus on Harry.
Ask about the Ministry War.
When Harry spoke, he was very uncomfortable.
Because there were at least six people at the scene of the Ministry of Magic battle.
Four of them were his enemies at the time.
He also mastered some secrets that John didn't know, which made Harry feel less guilty when he said it.
Just mentioning the prophecy ball, Harry subconsciously looked at Malfoy.
Malfoy smiled provocatively.
This annoyed Harry very much when Malfoy smashed the prophecy ball.
Harry's retelling was an ordeal, as he had to recall things he was powerless to suppress.
Fortunately, Ginny was also there, and her mind turned faster.
The party ended with Slughorn's recurring anecdotes about the eminent wizards he had taught, who had all joined his Slug Club back then.
Slughorn didn't realize it until the red sunset glow appeared.
As the principal, he couldn't allow this group of students to get off the bus without their school uniform and robes on.
Everyone left one after another, and Slughorn sent off with a smile.
Just after turning around, he found that John was still in place.
"John?" Slughorn asked with a smile, happy to be alone with John, "Anything else?"
"Professor Slughorn, I have something to ask you."
As he said this, Slughorn's smile froze as he remembered a letter he had been too scared to return.
He said: "If it's about taboo..."
"It's kind of related." John saw his unnaturalness, and said lightly, "But it's not the same thing."
This relieved Slughorn, who asked John's question.
"You should know why I got the Merlin Medal."
With his fist resting on his chin, John said calmly, "I have a research about the blood curse."
As long as it's not about Horcruxes, Slughorn is willing to give instructions to students.
What's more, this student is the youngest holder of the Merlin Medal.
...
Slughorn was an odd man, you could say he was snobby, because he was always willing to give favors to bright students.
His attitude towards those less outstanding students was neither harsh nor caring.
This, John thinks, is not a bad thing.
After all, privilege is the greatest motivation for people to work hard. If everyone is equal, the meaning of hard work will become at a loss.
Coming out of Box C, John saw Malfoy.
"Why are you waiting here?" John asked.
Malfoy pouted, "Daphne thinks she should talk to Astoria first."
"Why don't you talk about Atuo?" John walked over, and Malfoy naturally followed.
"Ahem," coughed twice, Malfoy felt guilty, there is no 300 taels of silver here, "That's just an abbreviation, our relationship is better friends."
John didn't speak, and walked to the carriage.
He saw Blaise Zabini gossip about something.
Seeing John, Blaise said excitedly: "John, you must not know what that girl did just now."
"She sent Zacharias Smith flying with a beautiful bat spell!" Brace said, "I love that girl, I'm going after her!"
Malfoy said hellishly: "Hell, you like her? A Gryffindor?"
Perhaps because of John, Blaise, who was originally a pure-blood, has now changed his beliefs and likes strong girls.
And Ginny Weasley fulfilled this condition very well, plus she has a very pretty face.
And other people who meet the conditions are not accessible to Blaise.
Blaise may have blushed, but he couldn't tell because of his dark skin, and he faltered and asked, "John, do you think I'm okay?"
"It's not something to be ashamed of chasing someone you like," John chuckled. "Stay gracious, Blaise."
Affirmed, Blaise made up his mind.
Malfoy leaned closer to John and whispered, "I swear Percy will kill him, we all know how much Percy loves his sister."
Percy didn't forget to send presents to his mom and sister both at Christmas and during the Cold War at home.
John shrugged, "It's good for young people to take a hit."
He glanced at the door that paused when it closed behind him, and said with a half-smile: "We should go back."
Pansy was snuggling up next to a sullen-looking boy.
This made Malfoy breathe a sigh of relief, and said loudly: "Thank God, you finally found a normal person, and Theodore Nott is at least one of us."
John glanced at Malfoy speechlessly, every beating he received was indeed not in vain.
Can't the sound be lowered?
The so-called childhood sweethearts either fall in love with each other or want to kill each other.
Obviously Malfoy and Pansy, the childhood sweethearts, chose the latter.
When Pansy heard Malfoy's words, she suddenly turned from a little girl into a big tigress.
When they returned to the carriage, Malfoy rubbed the corner of his bruised mouth and said stubbornly, "I just don't hit women."
...
Besides John and the others, there are other students too.
John had known for a long time what interests this Professor Slughorn had.
The students who were invited either had a good reputation or a good background.
Malfoy locked Harry with a glance, and he looked dazed.
Unexpectedly, Ginny was also there.
Besides them, there are others, such as Blaise Zabini, who was a Slytherin in John's year.
And Cormac McLaggen, whose uncle was a high-ranking official at the Ministry of Magic, something like Pierce.
Seeing John coming, Slughorn turned around in this space with difficulty.
The others in the box moved first.
"John, Daphne, Draco." Neville greeted John and the others.
Blaise tried to get up with some haste, but his knee hit the table.
Cormac also hesitated for a moment, then got up and nodded to John.
"John, it's great to meet you, it's really a pleasure to see you!" Slughorn invited hastily, "I think these two are Miss Greengrass and Mr. Malfoy. Good location."
Slughorn gestured, and John saw a seat by the door and was about to sit down.
"No no no, John is here." Slughorn was too enthusiastic, pulling John to sit down next to him.
John still gave him this face.
"Well, you all know these people?" Slughorn said.
"John is the best at Hogwarts." Before anyone could speak, Blaise, John's fanboy, said first, "You don't know how good he is."
Seeing this, Slughorn smiled even more happily, nodded and joked: "I know better than you think, Dharma Alex Belby, the inventor of Wolfsbane, who I had the honor to teach, Great friends with John."
"Dharma Alex Belby told me that John Wick was definitely the most gifted student of the century."
Slughorn was not shy about his compliments, gushing about how good John was.
"Well, that's very pleasant," said Slughorn with satisfaction, as if he was satisfied just by complimenting John, "I brought my own lunch, and I remember the smell of the wand of hay on the food truck. It's always too heavy."
"A poor old man whose digestive system can't handle these things."
He muttered to Malfoy, "Have some quail, Malfoy?"
Malfoy accepted what appeared to be half a frozen quail.
"Your father was a student of mine, and I visited his museum. It's a great thing, isn't it?" Slughorn was head of Slytherin, and Lucius was his student.
"Of course, my dad likes to make some insignificant contributions in the wizarding world." Hearing this, Malfoy raised his head with pride.
Let Malfoy talk about the family, then you can talk for three days and three nights.
But Slughorn will not neglect the other students, these are his future collections.
Slughorn was amazed by another chat with Neville about the Longbottoms.
"I don't mean to offend. The thing about the Longbottoms is shocking. I even think it can be regarded as a miracle. My old friend who works in St. Mungo's once said that it is impossible to cure."
A potions master, Slughorn was curious about the Longbottoms' recovery.
Then he talked with Daphne about Mr. Greengrass's recent dealings with the political circles. Greenglass' property has increased a lot in the past year.
In the end, he put the main focus on Harry.
Ask about the Ministry War.
When Harry spoke, he was very uncomfortable.
Because there were at least six people at the scene of the Ministry of Magic battle.
Four of them were his enemies at the time.
He also mastered some secrets that John didn't know, which made Harry feel less guilty when he said it.
Just mentioning the prophecy ball, Harry subconsciously looked at Malfoy.
Malfoy smiled provocatively.
This annoyed Harry very much when Malfoy smashed the prophecy ball.
Harry's retelling was an ordeal, as he had to recall things he was powerless to suppress.
Fortunately, Ginny was also there, and her mind turned faster.
The party ended with Slughorn's recurring anecdotes about the eminent wizards he had taught, who had all joined his Slug Club back then.
Slughorn didn't realize it until the red sunset glow appeared.
As the principal, he couldn't allow this group of students to get off the bus without their school uniform and robes on.
Everyone left one after another, and Slughorn sent off with a smile.
Just after turning around, he found that John was still in place.
"John?" Slughorn asked with a smile, happy to be alone with John, "Anything else?"
"Professor Slughorn, I have something to ask you."
As he said this, Slughorn's smile froze as he remembered a letter he had been too scared to return.
He said: "If it's about taboo..."
"It's kind of related." John saw his unnaturalness, and said lightly, "But it's not the same thing."
This relieved Slughorn, who asked John's question.
"You should know why I got the Merlin Medal."
With his fist resting on his chin, John said calmly, "I have a research about the blood curse."
As long as it's not about Horcruxes, Slughorn is willing to give instructions to students.
What's more, this student is the youngest holder of the Merlin Medal.
...
Slughorn was an odd man, you could say he was snobby, because he was always willing to give favors to bright students.
His attitude towards those less outstanding students was neither harsh nor caring.
This, John thinks, is not a bad thing.
After all, privilege is the greatest motivation for people to work hard. If everyone is equal, the meaning of hard work will become at a loss.
Coming out of Box C, John saw Malfoy.
"Why are you waiting here?" John asked.
Malfoy pouted, "Daphne thinks she should talk to Astoria first."
"Why don't you talk about Atuo?" John walked over, and Malfoy naturally followed.
"Ahem," coughed twice, Malfoy felt guilty, there is no 300 taels of silver here, "That's just an abbreviation, our relationship is better friends."
John didn't speak, and walked to the carriage.
He saw Blaise Zabini gossip about something.
Seeing John, Blaise said excitedly: "John, you must not know what that girl did just now."
"She sent Zacharias Smith flying with a beautiful bat spell!" Brace said, "I love that girl, I'm going after her!"
Malfoy said hellishly: "Hell, you like her? A Gryffindor?"
Perhaps because of John, Blaise, who was originally a pure-blood, has now changed his beliefs and likes strong girls.
And Ginny Weasley fulfilled this condition very well, plus she has a very pretty face.
And other people who meet the conditions are not accessible to Blaise.
Blaise may have blushed, but he couldn't tell because of his dark skin, and he faltered and asked, "John, do you think I'm okay?"
"It's not something to be ashamed of chasing someone you like," John chuckled. "Stay gracious, Blaise."
Affirmed, Blaise made up his mind.
Malfoy leaned closer to John and whispered, "I swear Percy will kill him, we all know how much Percy loves his sister."
Percy didn't forget to send presents to his mom and sister both at Christmas and during the Cold War at home.
John shrugged, "It's good for young people to take a hit."
He glanced at the door that paused when it closed behind him, and said with a half-smile: "We should go back."
Pansy was snuggling up next to a sullen-looking boy.
This made Malfoy breathe a sigh of relief, and said loudly: "Thank God, you finally found a normal person, and Theodore Nott is at least one of us."
John glanced at Malfoy speechlessly, every beating he received was indeed not in vain.
Can't the sound be lowered?
The so-called childhood sweethearts either fall in love with each other or want to kill each other.
Obviously Malfoy and Pansy, the childhood sweethearts, chose the latter.
When Pansy heard Malfoy's words, she suddenly turned from a little girl into a big tigress.
When they returned to the carriage, Malfoy rubbed the corner of his bruised mouth and said stubbornly, "I just don't hit women."
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