Chapter 697 Burying Aragog, the New King of the Colorful Acromanthus

After Lynn and Irina told Dumbledore about Voldemort's seven Horcruxes, Dumbledore no longer needed Slughorn's memory as urgently as he originally had. .

After all, the function of that memory is no longer to provide information, but merely to demonstrate information.

In addition, Harry was immersed in the training of the illusion test, and the visible improvement in strength gave him a great sense of satisfaction, which made Harry forget about the task of obtaining this memory for a while.

It wasn't until this letter from Hagrid that Harry found this opportunity.

"But..." Hermione said calmly, "You also know how wary Professor Slughorn is about you. He regards you as an old fox like Professor Dumbledore."

Ron grabbed his messy hair and said, "Not to mention, Linn's alchemy circle has improved the school's defense methods by more than one level. Your invisibility cloak may not be able to escape the detection of the alchemy circle."

Harry smiled and said: "Lynn is aware of the task of obtaining this memory. I just need to tell Linn my plan and he will give me permission to pass the alchemy circle. As for Professor Slughorn …”

Harry took a small bottle out of his pocket.

Seeing this small bottle, Ron and Hermione's eyes lit up: "Elixir of Fortune?!"

Harry nodded and said: "I think it's time for me to use it. This bottle of elixir was taken from Professor Slughorn and used for Slughorn. It makes sense, right?"

Before dusk arrived, the three of them went to the Quidditch pitch again and entered the illusion formation.

They also signed up for this year's Apparition course. At their request, their illusion tests these days were all about practicing Apparition in the illusion.

The biggest advantage of practicing apparation in the illusion is that they will not be injured due to the phenomenon of body splitting. After all, their bodies in the illusion are constructed by alchemy detectors.

Soon, after one of Slughorn's Potions lessons in the afternoon, the sun set over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest and dusk arrived.

Harry raised the small bottle containing the Felixir, took a small spoonful of the Felixir, and put it into his mouth.

"How does it feel?"

Hermione asked quietly.

Harry didn't answer, he closed his eyes and felt the elixir sliding down his esophagus into his body.

He didn't feel anything at first, but as time went by, an extremely exciting feeling slowly but surely flowed through his body, as if infinite opportunities were coming to him.

Harry felt like he could do anything, anything that he otherwise wouldn't be able to do.

"I know, I'm going to see Hagrid now!"

Harry said so, he put on his invisibility cloak and walked towards the door.

Harry arrived at the foyer smoothly. He saw that Filch had forgotten to lock the castle door, and the alchemy circle that was originally shining with golden light seemed to temporarily dim.

Harry smiled and opened the castle door, breathing in the fresh air and the smell of grass, slowly but surely walked down the steps and walked into the dusk.

For some reason, when Harry reached the bottom of the steps, he thought he should go to the vegetable garden. The fragrance of the vegetable garden would definitely make him feel very comfortable.

Although it was not entirely smooth sailing, Harry knew very well that he should obey this impulse, so he immediately took off towards the vegetable garden.

After Harry arrived in the vegetable garden, he was pleased but not surprised to find Slughorn talking to Professor Sprout in the vegetable garden. He was hiding behind the low stone wall and listening to their conversation.

"...Thank you very much for your trouble, Pomona," Slughorn said politely, "Most authorities believe that this medicine is most effective when harvested at dusk."

"Oh, I agree," Sprout said enthusiastically, "Is that enough?"

"Enough, enough," Slughorn thanked him repeatedly, and Harry saw him holding a large handful of leaves. "Each of my third-year students can get a few pieces, and there will be some left over to prevent anyone from overcooking... …Okay, good night and thank you again!”

Professor Sprout walked towards the greenhouse in the growing dusk, while Slughorn walked towards the place where Harry was hiding.

Harry suddenly felt the urge to reveal himself, and he pulled off the invisibility cloak.

"Good evening, Professor."

Harry looked at Slughorn with a smile and said happily.

On the contrary, Slughorn was startled. He looked at Harry in shock and asked: "Oh my God, Harry, you scared me! Why did you come out of the castle?"

It seems that Slughorn was really frightened. Instead of calling "Merlin", he called "God" instead.

Harry happily told Slughorn about Aragog's funeral, and then pretended to mutter to himself: "Aragog is dead, and the venom in his body will probably only be with his rotting body. Buried in the ground."

Slughorn's eyes lit up when he heard Harry's words.

The venom of the Acromantula is very precious. If the beast has just died, the venom may not be dry yet... It seems too wasteful not to collect it. Maybe a pint of venom can be worth a hundred galleons...

"To be honest, my salary is not high..." Slughorn muttered to himself. He looked at Harry and said, "Harry, would Hagrid be willing to see anyone else coming?"

The fish is hooked!

Harry grinned and said with a smile: "Of course, Professor, if you want to go, Hagrid might be happy... We can give Aragog a more grand send-off."

For the sake of the Acromantula's venom worth hundreds of gold Galleons, Slughorn agreed to Harry's invitation without hesitation.

After taking the Felixir, Harry looked much smarter, but with just a few words, he managed to get Slughorn to follow him to see Hagrid.

Normally, Slughorn would have begun to doubt Harry's intentions.

But this time it was different, because this time it was not Harry who made the invitation first, but Slughorn himself who first became greedy for the Acromantula's venom and had inappropriate thoughts.

Harry and Slughorn successfully met Hagrid and completed Aragog's funeral.

The only thing that surprised them was that when they took away Aragog's body, the hundreds of Acromantulas around seemed to be following a stronger Acromantula with a colorful luster on its body.

However, they didn't care about this.

Hagrid buried his spider, and Slughorn got the venom he wanted, and now the only one left who hasn't achieved his goal is Harry.