"Yeah, of course, I bet he must be very busy," Slughorn said, looking at Belby inquiringly. "I think he must have put in a lot of work to invent the wolf's poison potion?"

"I suppose so..." said Belby, who seemed afraid to eat quail until she was sure that Slughorn had finished his interrogation, "well... well, he doesn't have much to do with my dad. OK, so I don't actually know..."

Her voice dropped as Slughorn sneered at her and turned to Pandora Fudge.

"Pandora, is your grandfather busy with work lately, it seems that the Ministry of Magic has a lot of things going on."

"I'm busy, I go out early and come back late every day, and I carry two or three Aurors with me. It seems that I will be attacked at any time." Pandora said anxiously, "But I believe that the Ministry of Magic will defeat those Death Eaters. ."

Slughorn smiled and nodded, looking the other way.

"What about you, Cormac," said Slughorn, "I happen to know that you see your Uncle Tiberius a lot, because he has a picture of the two of you there... let me see, in Great pictures of the gigantic tail hunting in Norfolk, isn't it?"

"Oh, yes, that was fun," said McLaggen, "and we went with Betty Higgins and Rufus Scrimgeour—while he was magic law, of course. Before the Director of the Executive Division—"

"Ah, you still know Betty and Rufus?" Slughorn burst into a smile and shared a small plate of pies, somehow omitting Belby, "Then tell me... …”

Apparently, everyone here seems to be invited because of their kinship with some influential person—except Ginny. Interrogated after McLaggen was Shabini, whose mother was a famously beautiful witch (also known to Lockhart, who had been married seven times, each husband dying strangely and giving her Left a large legacy, so Lockhart did not dare to get in touch with it at that time).

"Now," said Slughorn, shifting his seat dignifiedly like a presenter sings out a big star, "Harry Potter! Where do we start? I think we I've only scratched the surface a few times before!"

He looked at Harry thoughtfully, as if Harry was a fat, juicy quail, and then he said, "'Salvator,' that's what they call you now!"

Lockhart looked at Harry happily, thankful that he seemed to be skipped because of his status as a professor, and Harry also looked at Lockhart, as if to express his depression. Everyone was staring at him.

"Of course," said Slughorn, looking carefully at Harry, "there have been rumors for years... I remember when—yes...after that terrible night—Lily—James—you died. Escape from here—some say you must have supernatural powers—"

Shabini coughed softly, apparently to show that he was suspicious and ridiculous about it. There was a sudden, angry voice behind Slughorn.

"Yeah, Shabini, because you're so talented...in terms of posturing..."

"Oh, my God!" Slughorn gave a small, relieved smile, turning to look at Ginny, who was glaring at Shabini through Slughorn's belly, "you can Be careful, Blaise! As I passed this young lady's carriage, I saw her cast a wonderful bat spirit charm! I wouldn't dare mess with her, and she's said to be the Savior's girlfriend!"

Shabini just looked contemptuous.

"Anyway," Slughorn said, turning back to Harry, "this summer has been a lot of rumours. Of course, no one knows what to believe, and everyone knows that the Daily Prophet often publishes misinformation and misinformation— - But since there are so many witnesses, it seems that there should be no more doubts,

There is indeed a battle at the Ministry of Magic, and you are in the heat of the battle! "

"The battle is the most intense, and it's the face of the mysterious man!" Ginny added.

"Yes, from the pictures in the newspaper, the halls of the Ministry of Magic look like they were ploughed by German Muggle bombers during World War II!" Slughorn exclaimed, "I will visit the Ministry of Magic in a few weeks to see mine. Students, there are still traces of battle! The damage caused by black magic can't be repaired immediately with a spell, what was that battle like, Harry?"

"Uh... In fact, the traces of the battle over there are all left by the Aurors and Voldemort. I just exchanged two moves with him... If it weren't for Professor Lockhart..."

"Two strokes with You-Know-Who!" Slughorn exclaimed immediately, "Professor Lockhart... Gilderoy, were you there at the time?"

"No, I think Harry was referring to the fact that he used what I taught him to survive the battle." Lockhart dared not take the credit in front of so many Slytherin students. The art of fighting, Harry learned very well!"

"Ah, Harry is a gifted kid..." Professor Slughorn looked at Harry with satisfaction, then turned to Lockhart: "Gildrow, as 'the man best at dealing with the dark magic', I think You must have more stories than the children combined, can you tell us?"

Still doomed, Lockhart said helplessly: "Of course..."

"I'm curious what it's like to be hit with the Death Curse, Gilderoy?" Slughorn looked at Lockhart with interest, "Although Harry was hit too, but he was young then, sure. Can't remember."

"Uh... it's like an out of body... I can look at my body from above, and there's a force that's pulling me out of this world..." Lockhart was actually quite pleasantly unconscious at the time, but he didn't He didn't mind using his imagination, anyway, he didn't believe that anyone there had the same experience as him: "Then I told myself, I can't die yet, my parents are still waiting for me to go home, the children are still waiting for me to go to class, there is so much in the world. What a dark wizard was still waiting for me to end... I tried to get close enough to try to get into my body, and finally, after months of trying, I was back in my body."

——

"My God..." Many people present looked at him with a look that looked like a god to Lockhart. Ginny stood up suddenly, ran over and threw herself into Lockhart's arms, then hugged him and cried, "I'm sorry, Professor, it's all my fault, if..."

Taking off Ginny's small arm around his neck, Lockhart explained to the stunned crowd, "I was attacked when little Ginny was controlled by the Imperius Curse."

As Ginny's boyfriend, and Lockhart's girlfriend, Harry and Pandora have no problem, but Shabini snorted coldly: "A pure-blooded traitor dares to attack Professor Lockhart, something has happened. Can you take responsibility?"

"Okay, Shabini, don't talk about it." Lockhart stopped. Anyway, it's all over, and it's useless to talk more.

"Gildrow is such a fine man!" Slughorn concluded. "So responsible for everyone, everything! But why aren't you getting married, waiting for little girl Fudge to come of age."

"Yes, as soon as I graduate, I will marry Professor Lockhart!" Pandora was a little embarrassed, but proudly announced.

"Ahaha, I'll be there then!" Slughorn laughed happily. "Gidro, I heard you've already gone to China to spend your honeymoon? Is China fun?"

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