Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Oh...okay...come in, come in, he was indeed hit very badly." Horace Slughorn turned sideways and said, "There are necessities in my box.

, the love potion is not a difficult medicine to cure..."

The moment Horace Slughorn turned sideways, Ron rushed into Horace Slughorn's overcrowded study, tripping over a footstool decorated with tassels, until

He grabbed Harry's neck to maintain his balance.

Ron was still muttering, "She's not here... She's not here... Where is she?"

"She's not here anymore," Harry said as he noticed Horace opening his potion case and adding something to a small crystal bottle.

"She has left. Let's drink some tonic first." Harry added.

"That's great!" Ron said eagerly, "How do I look now?"

"Very handsome!" Horace Slughorn said calmly. He handed Ron the small bottle of clear liquid. "Drink it now. This is a courage tonic that will allow you to survive her arrival."

Always stay calm and collected, you know."

"Great!" Ron said eagerly, and he swallowed the antidote in one gulp.

Harry and Slug looked at Ron. After a while, very slowly, Ron relaxed with a smile and no longer looked extremely panicked.

"Is it normal?" Harry asked with a smile, and Horace Slughorn also chuckled, "Thank you so much, Professor."

"You're welcome, my boy, you're welcome," said Horace Slughorn, and Ron slumped down on the sofa next to him, sinking deep into it and looking awful.

"Oh...here, let me see..." Horace Slughorn stood up from the dispensing table and walked to his desk, then he removed his messy

Picked up a can of drink from the table, "Ah ha, I knew it. I have a completely unopened bottle of butterbeer here... ok!"

Horace Slughorn shrugged and continued, "The Weasleys can't miss this! Why don't we open him now to celebrate Mr. Weasley's birthday? There's nothing more powerful than chasing away the pain of a broken love.

Courage... and a warm glass of butterbeer is just the thing to give Mr. Weasley that courage!"

As he spoke, Horace Slughorn took out his wand and tapped the butterbeer bottle.

The beer bottle quickly warmed up.

"Here!" Horace Slughorn handed each of Harry and Ron a glass of mead, holding his own glass high and said, "Well, happy birthday, Ralph——"

"-Um--yes, it's Ron," Harry reminded in a low voice, but Ron didn't seem to hear him. He had already poured the wine into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Phew!" After drinking a glass of butterbeer, Ron's face seemed to become much rosier.

"Tons, tons, tons——"

Then Ron picked up another butterbeer, poured himself a glass, and drank it all.

"Huh..." Ron let out a long breath.

"I felt terrible just now," Ron said.

"You just got a love potion," Harry said. "It's a very, very strong one."

Harry added.

"Oh...Okay, okay, I, I have no impression at all." Ron said.

"You have no memory at all?" Harry asked.

"No more." Ron poured himself another glass of butterbeer and said, "What's wrong?"

"Oh... no, it's nothing," Harry said.

Harry thought for a while, but in the end he didn't say "ugly girl" that Ron yelled at Lavender Brown. After all, Ron and Lavender Brown were too tired of a couple. If this could make them

They had a cold war for a few days, and Harry felt that it was definitely a liberation and gift for his eyes and ears.

"Okay, okay, if your problem is solved, I think you should probably go to your Apparition class this morning." Horace Slughorn looked at Ron and said "ton ton ton"

After downing the rest of the bottle of butterbeer in his stomach, he yawned and began to order the guests to be kicked out.

"I, an old man, will go back and take a nap again... After all, I am not young people like you anymore. I have to get enough sleep... Ha..."

As he spoke, Horace Slughorn yawned.

"Um...Okay, okay, bye, professor." Harry greeted from inside, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome, Harry, you're welcome...goodbye." Horace Slughorn yawned again, "Okay, you go to class, I'll go back and catch up on my sleep."

...

"What?" George was shocked, "You were given a love potion?"

"Well..." Ron replied distressedly and happily, "This was supposed to be the love potion given to Harry by Romilda...but I took it as a birthday gift...

....”

Ron's words became quieter as he went on.

"Hahahahahaha!" Before Ron could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Fred's burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha... I, I, I just... I'm just saying..." George also laughed, "No one will give our baby Ronnie at all.

A love potion!"

"You! You're talking nonsense!" Ron retorted with a red face, "I, I, I... I also have a girlfriend!"

"Hehehe..." Ginny also chuckled, "But it will be gone soon!"

"What...what do you mean?" Ron asked confused.

"Have you forgotten what you said to Lavender Brown when you were drinking the love potion?" Ginny asked.

"What?" Ron asked.

In the morning, because Ron had just released the control of the love potion and then drank more than half a bottle of butterbeer, Tiera and the Ministry of Magic officials teaching the Apparition class agreed that Ron was not suitable to continue learning Apparition, so he was dismissed.

I was forced to rest in the dormitory all morning.

"Oh, my Merlin, you really don't remember." Ginny slapped her forehead exaggeratedly.

"What?" Ron finally started to get a little impatient, "What is it?"

"You yelled at Lavender Brown," Ginny said.

"You still called her a bitch," Ginny said again.

"What?" Ron's face suddenly turned pale.

"Lavender was mumbling during the Apparition class. She seemed very angry. She said that you called her a bitch as soon as you came out of the dormitory and told her to get out. She said that she was very angry." Ginny

He stretched out his little finger and picked out his ears, "I feel like my ears are about to get calluses."

"She said she was going to break up with me?" Ron said overjoyed, "Oh, thank you Merlin, that's great, I've had enough of her and I just don't know how to say it."

"She was like this at first," Ginny said, "but after lunch she somehow found out about you taking the love potion, and she started talking about 'Little Ronnie' again."

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I'm really sorry everyone. Because I was at home for a month due to the epidemic, my tutor is now staring at me every day and asking me to do experiments until 10:30 at night, so I really don't have much time to type. It's really uncomfortable to stop updating for a while.

Sorry.