Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 561: Mr. Potter who runs for love

"Hermione, what happened to him?"

In the common room, Ron and Harry, who had just come from the dorm, passed by in a hurry. He had just woke up before and found that Harry was no longer in bed, but now his good buddy ran back eagerly.

Ron was naturally blank.

"Where did I know?" Hermione spread her hands. "He just said that he suddenly thought that there was something to do, and he left happily before he could say anything else."

"Huh?"

Ron looked suspiciously, and glanced back in the direction Harry was leaving, but Harry apparently had run out of sight long ago.

"It's probably related to Valentine's Day," Hermione added triumphantly, "Guess what? It's done!"

"You, you mean—" Ron suddenly put on a surprised expression, "Harry had an appointment with Ginny? Really? Yesterday he was still..."

"Just now," Hermione said with a smile, "Harry took the initiative to invite Ginny to go to Hogsmeade, oh... he should get ready!"

"Harry and Ginny...oh, and my sister..." Ron said in a complex mood, "I think I will bless them, no, our whole family will bless them both."

"Don't bring your whole family in, it's too heavy!" Hermione waved her hand casually, "Okay! Do what you should do! Don't disturb my review..."

"Review?" Ron nodded and said perfunctorily, "Well, that sounds good..."

As he said, he wanted to turn around and see what Harry was doing. But he had only taken two or three steps, only to see another person rushing out of the doorway leading to the bedroom-that was Harry who had gone back and forth.

"Hey! Wait, Harry—" Ron hurriedly stopped him, "You are so anxious, what are you going to do?"

"Huh? Oh, Ron? You let me first, and I'll come back later..." Harry said casually, "I have to go to breakfast later, or the morning class will definitely not last. , I have to hurry up."

As he said, he quickly circumvented Ron in the middle, ran out of the common room, and went all the way to the outside corridor.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, and didn't know what the guy was up to.

……

In fact, Harry asked Ginny a question just before Ron came.

This question does sound a little stupid, because probably no boy will directly ask a girl if she likes herself. But Harry just asked, and it was a straightforward question.

He is a straight-tempered boy, especially when it comes to feelings, he is not good at keeping his emotions in his heart. So all the questions he asked were what he most wanted to know at that moment.

And Ginny happened to be no ordinary girl, she knew what Harry was like.

So when Harry asked, she knew that the other party was really "noting" herself. In other words, Harry really started to treat himself as an ordinary girl.

Before today, he probably always habitually regarded himself as a character similar to his sister.

In other words, once he understood what Harry was thinking, the question he asked would not sound so obtrusive.

Ginny knew that at that time, she should give a clear response.

So, the result was exactly what Ginny had imagined. After confirming the other's heart, Harry finally took the initiative to speak. On February 14th, a full-day trip to Hogsmeade for two people, that sounds particularly exciting!

To be honest, of course Harry was looking forward to it, but he hadn't completely eased his mind. He did exactly that for the active invitation, and he didn't feel anything wrong with it. On the contrary, his understanding of Ginny made him quite moved.

However, not long ago, he regarded Ginny as a younger sister. Now the younger sister has suddenly become a girlfriend, which still makes him a little uncomfortable.

But now that I still struggle with this kind of thing, it's his fault. So Harry didn't think about what he had, but quickly got himself busy.

On Valentine's Day, it stands to reason that everyone can go to Hogsmeade to relax. However, as a fifth-grade student who is about to face the O. exam, whether he can go does not only depend on whether the school agrees, because there are too many recent homework!

Ginny is only in the fourth grade, of course there is no problem, but his side may not be all right.

In this case, Harry thought of Maca for the first time. It's a pity that Maca can't help him this time, because that guy is still a guest in Busbarton, France!

Because of this, Harry must find a suitable person to reduce his workload that day.

Naturally, he soon thought of someone who could help him--even if he didn't want to go to that person at all, but for his rare and important date, he had to deal with it patiently. Fan out.

Yes, what he was looking for was the current potions professor, Horace Slughorn.

Harry trot down the corridor, and after he had walked down a few stairs, he quickly came to the former Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office. Now, this is the place of the old man Slughorn.

Harry ran very fast along the way. But when he was standing in front of Slughorn's office now, he began to hesitate again.

This bald old man always haunted him, and now he takes the initiative to find someone. Isn't this a move to throw himself into the trap? He can even imagine that in a while, the old man will definitely ask him to join that "slug club" again!

"Hey! For...Um...for Ginny?"

Harry wanted to give himself a reason to do this, but that reason didn't seem to make him more justified. After all, no matter how you say it, reducing homework for yourself is always not a legitimate thing.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk--"

"Oh, who came to me so early? Come in!"

There was a knock on the door, and Slughorn's voice immediately came from inside. Harry got a response and finally put the hesitation in his mind behind him, unscrewed the doorknob and walked in.

Or say Slughorn will be eyeing this office! This is really the best professor's office in Hogwarts Castle.

Outside this office is an ordinary classroom for teaching theoretical knowledge. Originally, when the Defence Against the Dark Arts course needed to teach some non-practical content, I would choose to teach here. And right in the innermost part of this classroom, walking up the stairs is the office room for the professor.

When Harry opened the door, he saw the rising sun spilling out of the towering grille window, illuminating the entire office transparently. It can be seen that Slughorn has decorated many beautiful little things in his office, most of which are labeled with labels indicating that they were all given to him by that person.

Needless to say, those were all the outstanding students he had taught--it must be true.

In addition, this office also has an inner room for professors to live in. Counting the classroom outside, this is the three-story space inside and outside. It's no wonder that Slughorn has been obsessed with this office since his teaching career.

"Oh! Isn't this Mr. Potter?" Slughorn greeted with joy, sitting behind his desk, "Good morning!"

Harry paused, and reluctantly nodded. After all, when he came this time, he still asked for the other party, he should always be polite, right?

"Uh...good morning, professor." He felt his tone was still a little stiff, but he thought he couldn't do better.

"Of course, of course—" Slughorn was very happy. He thought Harry finally figured it out~IndoMTL.com~Come on, please sit down! I think you must have been to this office in the past, because you see-your Defence Against the Dark Arts class has always done well! "

"Uh...thank you."

Harry looked left and right, and sat down on a chair next to him at the old man's sign.

In fact, he really wanted to say that this year's results will definitely be like a pile of feces—well, let's leave this topic for a while to talk to Ron!

"Um...Professor," Harry pondered for a while, then looked around again, planning to find a suitable breakthrough right before his eyes, "Oh...This is Mr. Froome?"

In the cabinet on Harry's right, there are a lot of magical photos. There is a Slughorn on each of them, and another person. When he was trying to find a topic, he found one of his acquaintances at a glance.

"Yes, that's right!" Slughorn said with a smile, "Ambrosius Froom, I taught him for seven years, he was a likable guy back then. When I graduated, I introduced him to his first job, and every year after that, on my birthday, he would give me a big gift basket."

"He...well, he is also very popular now," Harry nodded, "Honey Duke is the most favorite shop for students to go to on Hogsmeade Day. But...he is a Slater. Lin?"

"No, no, he graduated from Hufflepuff College." Slughorn corrected. "I remember what I mentioned before. I don't just like the students in my college. Each has its own characteristics. I like all of my children—in fact, I don’t like prejudice a lot."

"Oh, that sounds great." Harry pursed his lips, scanned the pair of photos again, and then he saw a beautiful woman who seemed familiar.