Harry Potter's Bastard

"That's complete nonsense. Solim said categorically.

"But that's the way it is – none of the professors can continue to teach. Harry seemed convinced of the curse, and he had heard from the seniors that the Defence Against the Dark Arts professors had changed long before they had enrolled.

"That's because of various events. Solim didn't understand why the topic had diverted from here.

"Curses, especially those that involve fate, are very costly. Solim said, "This curse requires the same amount of money it has to pay for as it curses - I don't think the Dark Lord would be so unwise even if his brain was corrupted by dark magic." "

"I don't quite understand what you're saying. "

"Whether it's on TV or in some literature, you've heard the words 'I curse you to never recover,' or 'I curse you not to die well,' and the curse of fate usually requires a great price for the caster—even death. "

Solim looked at Harry earnestly, "Don't think that's nonsense, for wizards, especially those who have mastered the knowledge of forbidden magic, they can do it if they are willing to pay the price. "

Harry thought of his mother, who had cast the spell with her life, saving herself at Voldemort's hands.

"Like my mother did?"

Solim was stunned.

"Yes, just like your mother. But instead of a curse, she protects. Solim said, "I'm just talking about things, and I don't mean anything else - given your mother's background, she shouldn't have access to this level of magic, and your Potter family has long been in the middle of the road, I don't know where your mother learned this knowledge, as far as my personal guess goes, it's ......"

Solim was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly stopped. He felt that it was better not to talk to Harry about some things that had no real evidence, otherwise some things would come out, and whether Harry listened to them or not, it would feel like sowing discord.

"Or what?"

"Nothing. Solim shook his head, "Maybe you can ask your godfather this holiday to see if he knows something." "

"Okay, let's talk about the new professor. Why do you think that has anything to do with me?"

"Because of this holiday, Dumbledore will take you, and me, to the professor. Solim's words made Harry even more confused.

"But...... Why are we going?" Ha is a little puzzled, shouldn't it be the headmaster's job to invite professors, why would they involve these students? Of course he would like to be able to help Dumb, but Harry wanted to know why this matter had something to do with him.

"Because our new professor, well, he's a little ......" Solim didn't really want to put it too bluntly, after all, Slughorn was also a Slytherin old-timer, and he was a bit bad at orchestrating him behind the scenes.

"Well, our new professor has some personal fetishes......"

Harry's eyes immediately became strange, he was no smaller, and he had heard of certain "strange" fetishes. Thankfully, Solim's next words dispelled the strange thoughts that had crossed his mind. Otherwise, he was really ready to think about whether to go on vacation or not.

"Our new Potions professor is called Horace. Slughorn, he's very old, and he taught Potions when your father and mother were in school. He has a special penchant for gathering talent. "

Having taught his parents, Harry was immediately interested.

"Your mother was a student he liked very much, even though your mother was a Gryffindor. Solim said, "Professor Slughorn is a pure-blood, but he's not very interested in that radical pure-blood. "

"Since he taught my parents, that's what the Death Eaters are now......"

"Yes, the vast majority of Death Eaters are also his students now. Solim affirmed Harry's statement, "Actually, it's not just the Death Eaters, even the Dark Lord was his student. "

This sentence directly calmed Harry, a professor who had taught Voldemort...... Harry only knew of one professor who had taught Voldemort, and that was Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore asked us to come with him, mainly because Slughorn didn't want to come to Hogwarts to teach. "

"Is it because he's too old?" taught Voldemort, which meant being older than Professor McGonagall, and Harry was understandably so.

"Not really. Solim shook his head, "He's retired from Hogwarts since the Dark Lord came to power. He...... Well, he didn't want to have anything to do with the Death Eaters, but the situation was tense at the moment, and he was worried that returning to Hogwarts as a church would give the Dark Lord some ideas...... That's pretty much what it means. "

"He's afraid of Voldemort?" Harry heard what Solim meant, and suddenly felt a little less optimistic about the professor he hadn't met yet.

Solim frowned and looked at Harry seriously.

"I remember I've told you many times not to call him by his name. He's already regained his mana, and you're only letting him know where you are. Now you have no problem at Hogwarts, but when you do it outside, it poses a great danger to you and those around you. "

As soon as he looked at Harry's expression, Solim knew he hadn't listened at all. The power of habit is terrifying, and once Harry says Voldemort's name outside, then Voldemort can instantly sense where he is, and when the time comes, whether Voldemort moves over himself or sends a gang of Death Eaters is not something Harry can handle - unless he is by Dumbledore's side, or in a place like Solim's house on Fell Island, where a lot of defensive magic is applied, Harry will hardly be spared.

"Forget it, it's your own business. Solim shook his head, not ready to continue correcting Harry's habits.

As the saying goes, good words are hard to convince damn ghosts, people like Harry will not have a long memory if they don't suffer big losses, I just hope that things won't be too bad by then.

"Anyway, Dumbledore will come to you this holiday and take us to the somewhat timid Professor Slughorn...... "Or - to lure, a 'legend' like you, or someone like me with the surname 'Selwyn', is an irresistible temptation for Slughorn to get us into his 'slug club'." "_

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