The Druid Master of Hogwarts

"Hermione~ someone invited us to lunch meow!"

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Fishchong raised the parchment in Hermione's hand and shouted excitedly.

"It's not us, it's you, Harry, and Neville." Hermione corrected her calmly: "Only the three of you have received the invitation."

"What do you mean? Only the three of us go to meow?" Cat Mao turned to look at Harry and Neville, who also received the parchment.

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The content on the parchment of the two of them is basically the same as that of Fish, the only difference is that the name at the beginning is different.

"It should be... It doesn't say that you can take other people, so it's better not to take it." Harry said after hesitating for a while.

He was a professor after all, and although Harry didn't like Professor Slughorn's behavior of seeing himself as a collector's item, until he didn't show the qualities of Lockhart or Umbridge, Harry still Will maintain a basic respect for him.

Hearing that Hermione and the others could not be brought, Fish lost interest in Professor Slughorn's invitation in an instant. He pouted and threw the parchment in his hand on the small table in the box.

"Na Feixu won't go, meow."

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He didn't really like the professor named Slughorn anyway.

Neville hesitated for a while, and threw the invitation on the table: "Then I won't go either, I don't even know him."

Although Harry had mentioned before that this new potions professor is a very famous person, but...

Based on his Potions class grades, it is impossible for him to participate in Potions class this year, so Neville's mind is very peaceful.

Harry originally wanted to advance and retreat with the two of them, but Hermione reminded: "One of you must go over and inform Professor Slughorn, it's not too bad for neither of you. Be polite."

"Fishu won't go anyway, meow!"

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Cat Cat clasped his hands and turned his head to the side.

Harry and Neville looked at each other for a while, and finally sighed helplessly, stood up, and walked out of the box...

Who let him be the last to speak out?

However, as soon as Harry left, he walked all afternoon. Ron and the others waited until the sky began to darken outside and the lights on the train came on, and Harry returned to the box with a tired look on his face.

"Why did it take so long?" Ron asked curiously.

"Don't mention it..." Harry waved his hand, collapsed on the chair and rested for a while, then sat up straight and said, "Professor Slughorn also invited others, from different colleges and grades. All, they all have a characteristic, someone in the family is powerful or famous in the wizarding world."

"Ah... No wonder Ginny and I weren't invited." Ron shrugged and said mockingly, "Mom also said that he didn't look down on Dad at the beginning, thinking he wouldn't achieve much. "

Then he sighed sullenly, "But I have to admit...he doesn't seem to be wrong..."

The others exchanged glances with each other, but they didn't talk to each other. It was one thing for Ron to laugh at himself. It would be rude for them to follow along.

Only Feishe tilted his head and said suspiciously: "Isn't Arthur not successful? Didn't he even get in the newspaper?"

"Huh? When?" Both Ron and Ginny were stunned.

"When he won the lottery before, didn't you guys go to Egypt to play meow?" Feishu asked in surprise.

With Fish's reminder, Ron and Ginny finally remembered this incident, and they both looked at Mao Mao dumbfoundedly, not knowing how to explain it to him.

Ron simply changed the subject and continued to ask Harry, "Then what did he invite you to do?"

"Chat?" Harry said uncertainly.

He was very uncomfortable with the scene at the time, so he didn't pay much attention to it most of the time. It was only when Slughorn talked about his mother that he cheered up.

"Above the Sky"

"...Anyway, he's talking to the people he's invited about how well he has a relationship with the celebrities in their family. Plus, they all seem to be members of the 'slug club' and invite us to join."

Harry briefly said something that Professor Slughorn was talking about at the time. The level of boredom made Feishu start to doze off.

As for Slughorn's invitation to join the club, Harry had already been reminded by Dumbledore, so he was mentally prepared. And Hermione had also learned about the club from Fish and Professor McGonagall, so naturally she had no reaction.

But Ron and the others heard about Slughorn's club for the first time. Ginny couldn't help but ask curiously, "The Slug Club? What is that?"

Even Luna was interested: "Is it researching slugs? Is there a club for trembling maggots?"

"It was a club, or network of relationships, established by Professor Slughorn with himself as the core, and the members in it were all the students he admired when he was teaching at Hogwarts... My mother was also in it. One." Harry explained directly ignoring Luna's question.

At the same time, his heart is also a little tangled...

Because Harry didn't like Professor Slughorn's way of measuring a person's "worth", but he wanted to follow his mother's path, and he also wanted to learn from Professor Slughorn More about his own parents, so when Professor Slughorn asked him to join the slug club, Harry neither agreed nor refused.

"This name is really ugly, meow! It's still a good one from Feixu's Cat Club!"

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Fish, who was already planning to snatch Slughorn's club over, belittled without hesitation.

"That's right! What is the Slug Club? Our Cat Club is the best!" Ron and Neville cheered in unison.

When the train was about to arrive, Hermione took Fisch away first, and they returned to the prefect's carriage and changed into their robes.

After the train stopped at the Hogsmeade platform, Fish and several other prefects arranged for the other students to get off the train in an orderly manner.

"Fish."

Professor Slughorn dragged a small and delicate suitcase to the carriage where the cat was, and waited until the students in front got off the bus before he came to Fish.

"It's a pity you didn't come to have dinner with me at noon." He wasn't angry because Fisher refused his invitation, but there was still a hint of greed hidden in his kind expression, "In fact, even if you bring I wouldn't mind at all if a few friends came over, but this is my mistake, and I can't blame you."

Professor Slughorn was always especially tolerant of students he valued, not to mention the beloved Fish.

Then, he said cheerfully: "But it doesn't matter, we still have a long time to get along well at Hogwarts."

He nodded to Fish, then dragged the small suitcase off the train.

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Fish looked at Professor Slughorn's retreating back and scratched his head in distress...

If the other party has always been this good-natured face, then he would be too embarrassed to rob him...

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