Chapter 1337

Fortunately.

Hermione was here.

She comforted Hagrid very understandingly.

Although it was of no use, it made Hagrid a little happier.

And the atmosphere also became harmonious.

They finally returned to their previous state and started talking again.

"I always thought you hated me... and you were also taught by Professor Grubbly-Plank, I thought..."

In order to make Hagrid happy.

Harry and Ron criticized Professor Grubbly-Plank's teaching methods from beginning to end.

Almost making Hermione fall out with them.

But regardless, because of Harry and the others' shamelessness, Hagrid looked much happier when he sent them out.

However, what made Harry a bit unhappy was.

He saw Professor Slughorn when he returned to the castle.

This old slug professor had invited him for the third time, but he and Darren always missed it.

After all, they always had other things to do.

"Tonight, tonight you must come, and this beautiful young lady, you must also come!"

Slughorn looked at Hermione. Hermione could only nod.

Then he looked at Darren.

"I have already invited this beautiful girl, I think, Darren, you will also come."

Darren nodded helplessly.

Then only Harry was left.

If it were in the past, Harry definitely wouldn't want to go, but he wanted to go tonight.

After all, next was Snape's detention.

He really didn't want to go.

He sincerely hoped that Slughorn could be like Dumbledore and postpone the detention for another week.

But unfortunately, Slughorn didn't do it.

Snape's detention slip was sent over as promised.

This made Harry desperate to the extreme.

Harry only returned late at night.

It was said that he had been squeezing slugs all night.

It was so miserable that Darren didn't have the heart to correct his name for it...

In the following few weeks.

Dumbledore disappeared.

Every time they ate in the Great Hall, they couldn't see him.

This made Harry and the others extremely confused.

But they could only tell themselves that Dumbledore must have gone to look for clues.

Darren also didn't know where Dumbledore had gone, but it should be related to the Horcruxes, so he basically rarely cared whether Dumbledore was there or not.

Only when Harry and the others pointed it out would he reveal a worried expression, and then melancholically express that he was very worried about Dumbledore.

This made Harry and the others not even dare to remind him that Dumbledore wasn't here. Besides that, Harry now loved reading the Half-Blood Prince's textbook more and more.

Because not only were there various tips for brewing potions, but there were also some spells invented by the Half-Blood Prince himself.

Harry often expressed that the things the Half-Blood Prince taught him were much more than what Snape taught him.

Darren was simply speechless.

This child still hadn't been slapped in the face; once he knew the Half-Blood Prince was Snape, he would be shocked.

And what made him speechless was that Harry seemed to just like the little spells Snape came up with.

He came up with so many high-end spells. He didn't learn a single one.

Fine.

It was also possible he couldn't learn them.

Clearly, his spells were better looking, and the gestures were more beautiful and grand.

When others saw him casting spells, they didn't think he was waving a little stick around randomly.

Instead, this handsome guy was holding a conductor's baton, conducting a grand piece of music.

This was the gap! How could one not be handsome?

It was a pity Harry just couldn't learn them no matter what.

He could only learn the little spells the Half-Blood Prince came up with that would slap him in the face hard in the future, such as Levicorpus.

For example, Muffliato.

Clearly, the silencing spell Darren came up with was much more useful than this, but Harry just couldn't learn it.

This was truly a sad story.

"The Half-Blood Prince must not be a good person; that kind of Levicorpus, is that a spell a good person would use?"