Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Aragog?

"It was Hagrid's giant eight-eyed spider, it's dead..."

Hagrid was heartbroken and invited us to his funeral, but Harry got injured fighting Quidditch Ron again...

So, I came alone. Of course, would you like to come with me?

"Hagrid would be very pleased if someone as kind and distinguished as you attended Aragog's funeral!"

Slughorn's eyes lit up.

He muttered to himself, "Eight-eyed spiders! Their venom costs a hundred gallons for just one pint. My salary isn't high."

He convinced himself.

Finally, he smiled and looked at Darren.

"my pleasure!"

They went together to Hagrid's cabin.

When Hagrid saw Slughorn arrive, a look of emotion crossed his face.

"If Aragog knew that someone of your stature had come to its funeral, it would be overjoyed!"

Darren thinks so.

If Aragog were alive, he might be a little unhappy. Because Slughorn is standing beside Aragog.

Look at its head.

It seems to be a remembrance.

Then Darren saw that Slughorn had changed several bottles.

The harvest was excellent!

He very diligently helped Hagrid dig a large pit, buried Aragog in it, and wore a satisfied smile on his face.

Darren followed them back to Hagrid's cabin.

He suggested with a smile, "Since it's Aragog's funeral today, the professor and Hagrid should have a drink."

Slughorn and Hagrid are both wine lovers.

They were both extremely excited.

They raised their glasses in delight when Darren brought out the Scotch liquor that Hagrid had hidden under the bed.

However, Slughorn urged Darren to drink.

"It's okay, he's just drunk, he can sleep here, don't worry!"

Hagrid waved back!

Darren was looking to try some Scotch liquor, so he picked up his glass too.

He listened as Hagrid and the others recounted their past stories.

They would occasionally force me to drink a few cups.

At this moment, the guidance suddenly instructed him to pretend to be drunk and ask Slughorn.

Darren immediately became drowsy and drunk.

He asked, as if he couldn't help himself after drinking too much, "Professor, what is a Horcrux?"

"Dumbledore showed you my memories?"

Slughorn became alert.

Seeing Darren drunk made him relax.

Perhaps he felt that Darren, in this state, could simply leave.

"Yes, Professor, Headmaster Dumbledore showed me that memory... My mother died at his hands, yet you didn't help her son find that man's weakness; you only cared about yourself."

His eyes were red.

He seemed to be sadly half-lying on the table.

Slughorn stopped looking.

He started chugging down the liquor.

The instructions told Darren that all he had to do at this point was pretend to be asleep.

Sure enough, as Slughorn drank, he suddenly broke down in tears.

With his eyes half-closed from drunkenness, he used his wand to pull out a memory and then threw it on the ground.

"I can't! I'm a coward!"

Slughorn was completely drunk.

Darren quickly gathered up his memories. Memories that have fallen to the ground are very easy to disappear.

It must be contained in a crystal bottle.

Darren followed the instructions and left at this time, so Slughorn wouldn't remember this part.

Moreover, leaving at this time might bring him some good fortune.

Of course, if he wants to encounter good things, he'd better pretend to be drunk when he goes out.

Darren followed the directions, stumbling and staggering his way toward the castle.

Suddenly, a feeling caught his attention.

It's Luna.

Luna appeared to have just come from the castle.

Darren slipped.

He pounced on Luna.

Luna didn't understand the situation, but she realized it was Darren.

She looked Darren up and down carefully.

When they found him completely drunk.

She suddenly hooked her arms around his neck.

She kissed him.

"Hmm, it tastes pretty good!"

She said softly.

Just as Darren was about to deepen the kiss, he felt the effects of Felix Felicis waning.

He pretended to be a little more sober and said, "Oh, Luna, I'm sorry, I have to go to Dumbledore's place."

He said, swaying unsteadily.

Luna turned and smiled at him.

"But you're already drunk!"

"I, I didn't."

He supported himself against the wall and walked forward.

At that moment, some students rushed out.

Darren realized that his last bit of good luck had come to an end.

Of course, he didn't stand up immediately.

Instead, he stumbled and staggered his way to Dumbledore's office.

Many people saw what he looked like along the way.

They were startled.

I thought something had happened to Darren.

Some people even went to call the professor.

Fortunately, he had already entered Dumbledore's office by then.

Dumbledore was startled when he saw him come in.

"Darren!"

He also thought something had happened to Darren.

But after discovering that he was just drunk, he had a look of bewilderment.

"Oh, Darren, you're not an adult yet!"

Dumbledore disagreed.

Darren scratched his head and said, "Headmaster, I... I got it."

Then he heard the sound of many people's footsteps.