People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 314: Slughorn's Heart, Known to All
"The upper limit of a wizard's lifespan has increased to a terrifying number of one thousand years, and this number will continue to increase. In this case, many policies will need to change accordingly." Dumbledore adjusted his glasses.

He glanced enviously at Aberforth, who was with Ariana not far away, then calmed down and spoke slowly.

"Alastor originally wanted to be an Auror. If we consider the number of a thousand years, he is still relatively young and can still make contributions to the Ministry of Magic."

"The same goes for Horace. He also wants to return to his old position before some old wizards who have regained their youth set their sights on teaching positions at Hogwarts."

"Old position?" Ginny caught the key point. "He was the Potions professor?"

Dumbledore nodded, "Severus will be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"No!" Ron let out a sharp blast.

It attracted the attention of almost everyone in the lounge. Even Horace Slughorn, who had been keeping his eyes fixed on the warrior, looked at him several times with interest.

Unlike Ron, Ginny didn't react.

She was not surprised either, as everyone knew that Professor Snape had always wanted to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Didn't you always reject him because you didn't believe he was qualified for the job?" Ron added when Dumbledore didn't respond, "Everyone has known this for years."

Dumbledore coughed awkwardly. "Everyone knows that this job is cursed. No one can last more than a year. Quirrell even lost his life. I personally sincerely hope that murder will not happen to Severus."

"Just because the curse is gone, Snape can go up?" Ron panted, looking at Dumbledore as if he were a traitor.

In Ron's simple black-and-white values, Dumbledore, who came from Gryffindor, would naturally be irreconcilable and confront Snape, the evil Slytherin leader who targeted Gryffindor.

But now he found out that he was wrong and betrayed.

Ginny sneered, "Ron, don't forget that Snape is still Harry's investor, the most determined one."

"That's because he loves Harry's mother. He wants to keep his eyes glued to Mrs. Potter, and he wants to lick the soles of Mrs. Potter's feet with his sticky snake tongue!" Ron gestured rudely to Ginny, "As Harry's friend, I have to stand on the same side as him!"

"You—" Ginny was speechless.

Just as everyone knew that Snape wanted to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, everyone also knew that he wanted to be Harry's stepfather.

Therefore, he is known as the most affectionate Slytherin.

Ginny looked around. No one heard or saw Ron's words or gestures.

Dumbledore had already reached his sister and was arguing with his brother, and probably when Ron questioned him and Ron and she were about to quarrel, he left without a word.

As for Dumbledore, he was not completely focused on being jealous of his sister.

In fact, he was a bit weird.

Why would Horace approach Cedric so unapologetically?

You know, Cedric's contractor is Tom Riddle, the younger version of Voldemort when he was still Horace's student.

Horace always regarded it as a shame that he had misjudged Riddle, and was unwilling to mention it or get close to it.

When he was the headmaster and Voldemort came to apply for a job, Horace happened to be ill and hid in the office. He even rejected the invitation of a powerful student, which was rare for Horace.

When Voldemort was wreaking havoc, Horace almost disbanded the Slug Club and hid in the school.

After Voldemort was defeated, Horace was extremely happy and made a teaching plan for the next few years in one go.

At that time, he also realized from the past that Horace and Tom Riddle might share some dark secrets, but a few days after he asked Horace about this matter, Horace immediately resigned.

But now, Horace
Dumbledore didn't understand and prepared to continue observing secretly.

Apart from Horace Slughorn himself, only Basil knew the reason for Dumbledore's doubts.

All of this was because of what Cedric said to Riddle and others from the Spell Card World in the staff lounge.

This made Slughorn think that he was not wrong about Riddle, it was just because of the Horcrux.

It was the Horcrux that destroyed Riddle, causing him to become cruel and go astray.

His only mistake was not telling Riddle that multiple Horcruxes could be created, and then distancing himself from him and no longer guiding him.

Thus, he got rid of the guilt in his heart.

Slughorn's only goal now is to return to his teaching position and make up for the loss of those rising stars of the wizarding world in Hogwarts in the ten years after his retirement by meeting brave warriors.

To this end, he even approached Ron, from whom he could sense the innocent aura that was not contaminated by knowledge without getting close to him.

"You must be Ron Weasley, here." He handed him a cup of delicious coronation soup (a soup drunk by ancient British monarchs during the coronation, made by mixing almond milk, chicken jelly, sugar and spices, and half-cooked ingredients such as chicken), because he had a keen eye to see what kind of person Ron was at a glance.

"Mm, smells really good." Ron smiled.

The food offensive was indeed very useful to him. He, who had just been a little angry with Slughorn because of Snape and the quarrel with Ginny, immediately smiled.

And he regained his emotional intelligence that was not there at ordinary times, "You are looking for Harry, right? He hasn't come back from that world yet."

"Of course, we all know that." Slughorn was very patient.

Just as he said, any wizard could tell from the black screen in their hearts that Harry was still in the Spell Card World, training in the bathroom there or simply doing something that could not be broadcasted.

But Slughorn was even happier with Ron's nonsense and the empty brain he revealed.

First of all, this proves that his keen eye is still correct.

Secondly, it would be easier for him to get information about Harry from Ron.

Sure enough, ten minutes later.

The image of Harry before he participated in the Goblet of Fire was already clear in Slughorn's mind.

Handing Ron a fried chicken leg, which made him smile foolishly again, Slughorn politely left and fell into self-doubt.

Is this really Harry Potter?

Not another Ron Weasley, the typical impulsive and angry Gryffindor?

Another James Potter?
But he didn't even like James Potter.
After hesitating for a moment, Slughorn picked up his professional ethics.

When did he become so picky? As long as the person close to him was sparkling and he could bathe in it, it was enough.

As long as they are celebrities, no matter what form they are famous in, no matter if they are fools or not, he should chase them and include them in his club.

Seeing Harry finally appear in the crowd not far away, next to the square-faced girl named Ginny Weasley, Slughorn regained his smile and slowly approached. He was not worried that he would fail. When everyone chose Furong Investment, he chose Harry Potter.

This was just a belated meeting. As Harry was the investor who contributed the most, the reason they didn't meet before was because he felt guilty and didn't dare to meet Lily and his son.

"You must be Harry." Slughorn greeted with a smile, then turned his head casually, "Ah, long time no see Lily."

"Professor Slughorn!" Lily said with great enthusiasm.

Harry noticed this and smiled, his face, which had turned cold due to being interrupted. "It's you."

His smile wasn't entirely due to his mother's enthusiasm.

Also because he was indeed familiar with the name.

Always had his back, unlike other investors who tried to appear in front of him.

So he roughly understood his purpose, "Slug Club?"

Slughorn's smile grew more genuine, and he began to regret why he had believed Ron's description.

Obviously, hadn’t he seen Harry’s performance through the live broadcast himself?
The liberation of the Magic Fairy Device was not behind Cedric Diggory, the winner of the second trial, and the son-in-law of Peverell, Malfoy, and the Weasley family.

"I didn't come here to invite you to join it." Slughorn shook his head. "I just wanted to meet Lily's son."

This was a lie, he only said that because Harry was too famous and too good for the Slug Club to handle.

He might as well take it seriously.

In fact, he did the same thing with every warrior he just met.

Lily saw it, but she didn't say anything to ruin the situation.

Professor Slughorn was indeed very kind and partial to her, and apart from his often inappropriate remarks that she should go to his college, he had no faults.

She believed that he had no bad intentions towards Harry.

This is also a test for Harry.

Harry is not only her son, but also the heir of the Peverell Malfoy family. The warrior who needs to go to the other universe to participate in the trial is not a fragile porcelain.

Snape rolled his eyes secretly in his heart. He didn't believe what Slughorn said, but it was indeed a nice thing to say.

At least it worked for Harry Potter, who had the same idiotic brain as James Potter.

Under his seemingly indifferent gaze, the smile on Harry's face became more sincere.

Harry shook the hand that Slughorn extended, "Thank you so much. I heard from Snape that you provided us with many channels for precious medicinal herbs. At that time, everyone was more optimistic about Fleur."

"After all, you are the son of my favorite student. Lily. Um. And James." Slughorn exchanged pleasantries for a moment and then looked at Ginny. "You must be Ginny Weasley, right? I held you in my arms when you were born, and you've grown so big in the blink of an eye."

This is not a lie. Although the Weasley family was in poverty before Dumbledore's rise, the children had many relatives.

Every child except Ron is very good.

"Hello." Ginny nodded coolly.

During adolescence, most people react like this when they hear words like "I held you in my arms when you were born."

Slughorn had expected this, and he used this as an excuse to change his target. "Severus, you know I've been retired for more than ten years. I've never given up potions, but I know more about my students. Please let me know if it's convenient for you -"

"Potions?" Harry reacted. He immediately looked at Snape and smiled. "You retired early?"

Snape's thin lips trembled. "If you could use your sphinx-filled brain, you would understand that the probability of my retirement is not as high as the probability of you marrying the Dark Lord."

Then he forced a smile and said, "Next, I will take up the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Harry made the same expression as Ron, "No!"

Not far away, Dumbledore, who was laughing so hard because of his sister, was silent for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Ariana asked curiously.

"Nothing?" Dumbledore shook his head. "Harry must have known about Snape."

He wasn't surprised by Harry's reaction, just as he wasn't surprised that Harry and Ron fell in love.

On the other side, Slughorn wisely left Harry and continued to collect targets.

It is worth mentioning that Draco Malfoy, who was originally ignored by him in the world line, became his target.

"That's Malfoy?" Hermione wrinkled her nose slightly. "Why is he here? Why did Professor Slughorn choose him?"

During Slughorn's 'parade' in the common room, almost everyone knew that he was the next Potions professor and his Slug Club.

After all, in addition to his own publicity, there are many celebrities who are members of the Slug Club.

They were also generous in sharing information about this private club. After all, in their opinion, all students who could attend Harry Potter's birthday party were qualified.

Hermione was one of the students that Slughorn had approached, and now that Draco Malfoy was receiving attention, she felt a little insulted.

"Don't forget," Basil reminded him, "he is also the alternate universe equivalent of Draco Malfoy."

"The lifespan of a demon fairy is endless, and so will the lifespan of a wizard in the future. This title is more valuable than any achievement."

"Infinite life," Hermione blinked. "That's great. I have unlimited time to read books, learn new spells, and... accompany you."

She spoke the last two words very quietly, almost as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

But even so her ears turned red.

Basil held Hermione's hand and said, "I want to see with someone what the world will be like in a hundred years."

"I haven't agreed yet." Hermione stamped her foot and turned her head, but forgot to pull her hand away.

"By then, humans will have entered the interstellar age. I will buy a large piece of land on the moon and build a library in the crater. I will fill it with all the books I have read and hire countless house-elves to look after it. I will give them salaries, holidays, medical insurance, and two days off a week."

The corners of Baguir's mouth twitched, but he still added such an inexplicable library to the world that was about to take shape.

(End of this chapter)