Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 555: Belated distress

The young masters of Hohenheim and Tefler seem to be looking forward to this private duel. They quickly determined the time and place, and then continued to stare at each other as they separated.

Think about it. It’s obviously better to vent your emotions than to start your mouth.

"Hey, buddy-no one will bother us now. Come on, let's find a place to have a good chat."

When the guy from Ty Fowler's family completely disappeared from sight, the fat young master immediately put on a cheerful expression, and grinned to Maca.

There is still something on Maca's side. He needs to look more at the various forces gathered today. You know, no matter when it is, the richer the intelligence, the better.

However, the fat man's arm hooked Maca's shoulder again, and he dragged him towards the castle without any explanation.

"Master Hohenheim, I can say okay first, I still have to do tonight, but I can't accompany you to the duel appointment." Maca quickly reminded helplessly.

"Huh?" The fat young master heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, and soon he laughed and shook his head, "Do you think I want to ask you to be my duel assistant? No, no, I can No plans for that!"

As the big fat man said, he added in a low voice: "Actually, I didn't even want to go. I don't think he is pleasing to my eyes, so let him wait tonight! If you can let him wait most of the night , That's fun!"

"Oh?" Maca said in surprise, "Look at what you were just now, I thought you were really interested in duels between wizards?"

Judging from the situation he observed just now, this fat young master doesn't look like a scheming person. But who knows, there is still a bag of bad water hidden in his fat belly.

But how did he feel so familiar with the act of releasing pigeons after actively inviting a duel?

"Let me tell you," the fat young master kept winking, "My old man only taught me a lot of knowledge about alchemy, and my level of spell learning is really average—don’t look at me just now. That silent floating curse seems to be very smooth, but in fact it was practiced with the help of old man-like materials at home!"

After hearing this, Maca felt a little clear.

"Is your father planning to let you participate in the alchemy competition?" he asked, "You are the son of Mr. Hohenheim, presumably your alchemy level should be very good, right?"

"Oh, at least I feel average." The fat young master scratched his belly and finally let go of the big thick arm that was pressing on Maca's shoulder. "You can know from the books that the old man showed me. The knowledge of the subject is full of omissions, it is not easy to learn well——"

"Really?" Maca thought for a while, "To be honest, I have also researched a lot of books related to alchemy. I want me to read..."

It can be seen that this fat man is always a little bit unpretentious in other things, and often thinks that one thing is one thing, so that people can't guess what he will do next. But when it comes to alchemy, he behaves very truthfully, and his words are clearly organized and not chaotic.

While he and Maca were walking and chatting, Fannie followed Maca all the way as before. But seeing her gaze always wandering around, you can understand that she is really unwilling to relax at all.

According to Maca’s arrival, tonight is the key to this trip. But as a qualified coordinator, keeping her focus at all times, paying attention to everyone she sees, this is what she should do.

Prudence is the number one priority in doing things-this is one of the reasons why Fannie can never fall behind others in the family business, and it is also her motto in this life.

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That evening, Hogwarts Castle.

Harry, who was frustrated by her two little friends, Hermione and Ron, looked a little nervous. After listening to Hermione's analysis at noon, he took advantage of the time when he was distracted in class to ponder it.

Yes, Ginny is indeed a very good girl. Whether it is for him or for others, it is true. But maybe because she is Ron’s sister, Harry hasn’t thought about it carefully... Well, if Ginny becomes his girlfriend, what will happen in the end?

No, about this question, he felt that he couldn't figure it out for a while.

After all, it's because there has been no ambiguity between him and Ginny. Without a proper beginning, the following things cannot be unfolded logically.

"Perhaps I should really make an appointment to try?"

Ron rushed to the bathroom after class just now, and now Harry was walking in the hallway alone, thinking about it alone, and subconsciously muttering to himself.

Coincidentally, this sentence was overheard by an old man who likes to pierce the needle.

"Oh! Mr. Potter?" A certain voice rang from behind Harry, scaring him to jump forward, "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you! But if you have any troubles If you are, as an old man who has experienced many things, I am willing to answer some small questions in life for you!"

Suddenly, Harry turned his head, and the current potions professor Slughorn was standing behind him, his bald head gleaming with wisdom.

"Ah, no...I don't think so, thank you!" Harry shook his hands quickly.

Are you kidding? He does have troubles, but if he wants him to ask a bald old man about his love affairs, it is better to just go to Ginny to face the exciting life!

"Really?" Slughorn said with a pity, "You know, I have always been very helpful, especially a very good child like you. You and Miss Granger are very smart. She is more theoretical, and you are more action-oriented. Look, I also heard that you not only won the Tri-final Cup, but also killed the dragon in the game? This is not what ordinary wizards can do! "

"Uh...thank you, but I'm not as great as you said." Harry just wanted to leave now, as far as possible from the unscrupulous boss who suddenly appeared to eavesdrop.

"Hey, don't be so nervous..."

Slaghorn was strangely thick-skinned, he knew that Harry's first impression of him was not very good. But so what? You know, the impression can be changed through facts, and he must find a way to win over this potential stock.

Perhaps many people now only remember Maca’s feat of killing the two Dark Lords with one hand, but Slughorn didn’t forget about Harry’s killing of Voldemort once when he was a baby.

That McLean was indeed good, but it was too good. Now they are also professors at Hogwarts, and they have become so popular that they have long been beyond the scope of cultivation. How can this little Potter be so suitable?

"Do you need me to add some courses separately? I want to use your talents to take classes step by step with other classmates. It will not satisfy your curiosity. Trust me, you can become even better!"

Slughorn has been thinking about how to attract this little wizard, and this time he tried to use more knowledge.

During Slughorn's really long teaching career, he has encountered many types of outstanding talents, and some of them are very dissatisfied with the knowledge available to him. Among these people, the most prominent was Tom Riddle, who later became Voldemort.

If this was told to Hermione, it might really have a good effect, but if it was put on Harry, it would only have a counterproductive effect.

When Harry heard this, he took a few more steps back, and amidst a series of "sorry", he hurriedly left the ruined place with excuses.

"Hmm..." Slughorn shrugged indifferently, and secretly said, "Isn't this method right? Then... Try another one next time..."

Harry felt quite distressed about the old man who kept staring at him. In a trot, he gradually caught up with the large group back to the common room, and it was only then that he could not breathe a sigh of relief.

"I always feel like I forgot something?"

While thinking about ~IndoMTL.com~, Harry followed the other classmates and called out the portrait of the fat lady, and walked into the Gryffindor common room. When he entered, he immediately caught a glimpse of a figure with long brown-red hair, which reminded him immediately of what he was thinking about.

"Uh, should I talk to her?" Harry's footsteps stopped immediately.

"Oh!"

He stopped, and Colin Crevey, who had come in behind him before, slammed into his back, and then staggered down on the floor of the lounge.

The little guy, Colin, loves to tinker with his camera, even when he walks. For this, he has suffered several times, but he still hasn't changed in the slightest.

Harry turned around hurriedly, then apologized to help him up.

"Are you okay?"

While asking this, he wondered if Ginny would look over, then couldn't help but glanced back. It was this look that made his gaze collide with Ginny's gaze.

In the old days, Harry wouldn't think much about it at all, he saw it when he saw it! But now, once he remembered Hermione's words at noon, he was all wrong.

Sometimes, a little thought can make people feel more thoughts about certain situations; and some thoughts will always make people feel uneasy.

Harry froze for a moment, and then wanted to look away from him for some reason. He suddenly felt that when facing Ginny, he suddenly felt a little at a loss.

Seeing that Harry's eyes were not right, Ginny was quite puzzled over there. For this boy whom she has admired since childhood, she has long been accustomed to the feeling that the other party doesn't care about herself, but what's going on now?