Chapter 159
Chapter 159
Therefore, the reason why Horace Slughorn is so enthusiastic is that he insists on inviting himself to the party tonight——
Just because several of his former students are also coming?
Matthew was suddenly very confused.
Because he couldn't believe this somewhat unrealistic answer.
No matter what angle he thought about this banquet, he had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.
……
But even if he thought so, he could only bite the bullet and sit down.
With the addition of these successful wizards, the atmosphere at the Slug Club banquet became more enthusiastic than before.
Everyone no longer stayed at their tables as before, but gathered around the new guests——
Hermione Granger ran to find Mr. Wendy Slinka. She seemed to have too many questions for the author of the book...
Neville Longbottom, together with several Quidditch-loving boys, gathered next to Gwenog Jones and looked at the captain of the Holyhead Harpies with admiration...
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There was also the handsome young man named Regulus Black, and a group of girls stood beside him, chattering, curious and excited...
Judging from the current situation, it seems that Regulus Black in this world has not become a follower of Voldemort? But Matthew had some doubts. Did his coming to Hogwarts this time have something to do with his brother Sirius Black who was at Hogwarts?
Just when Matthew was thinking about what he should do, suddenly the easy-going young man from before came and sat down next to him.
It was Mr. Dirk Creswell, the young and promising official of the Ministry of Magic... Matthew had some impression of this name in his memory. He seemed to have experienced a life of escape after Voldemort came to power in the original book... Therefore, he I'm afraid he's a Muggle-born wizard...
Having the same background made him feel a bit welcome.
"Hello, Mr. Creswell!" he greeted proactively.
"I remember your name, it's Wick..." Dirk Cresway looked at Matthew and said.
"Wakefield, sir!" Matthew replied quickly.
"Yes, Wakefield, that's right..." Mr. Creswell nodded, "I heard Professor Slughorn mention this name... He seems to value you very much..."
Yes, they do value me very much, but I am afraid that this valuing and that valuing may not necessarily be the same thing... Matthew thought to himself.
"You work in the Goblin Liaison Office, so don't you come into contact with those goblins every day?" However, Matthew had a very curious look on his face.
"Yes," Mr. Creswell nodded and replied, "But the goblins in Gringotts are not easy to deal with. They still control the use of magic, but they just don't have a wand in their hands... …They have always considered themselves equal to wizards, although we don’t think so… This is after experiencing so many goblin rebellions…”
Mr. Creswell continued: "... Goblins, they are greedy, cunning, and arrogant... If you come into contact with them, you may be deceived if you are not careful... To be honest, this is not a comfortable job... "
"That's it..." Matthew looked like he suddenly realized.
They chatted casually again.
A few minutes later, Matthew asked casually: "By the way, Mr. Creswell, are you familiar with our Transfiguration teacher, Professor Severus Snape..."
If Matthew's judgment is correct: in terms of age, there shouldn't be much difference between Mr. Dirk Cresswell and the real Snape...
"You mean Severus, of course, I am one age younger than him..." Mr. Cresway replied easily, "Of course, he is from Gryffindor House, and I am Hutch. Patch’s…”
It really was Gryffindor House... Matthew couldn't help but frown.
"...I have hardly seen him since graduating from Hogwarts...What, you just said that he is a teacher at Hogwarts, or a transfiguration teacher...It's unbelievable, I don't know This matter..." Mr. Cresway looked slightly surprised.
The two chatted like this for a few more minutes.
At this moment, Matthew suddenly saw Elaine Shafiq coming over.
After he began to deliberately distance himself from Horace Slughorn, he also deliberately began to distance himself from Miss Shafiq.
There are many mysteries about Slughorn, and Shafiq, a seemingly innocent little girl, seems to be not bad...and since "Tom Gaunt" was exposed, it seems that I have no more need to learn from Miss Shafiq. I got the news from my mouth.
After bidding a hasty farewell to Mr. Creswell, Matthew quickly left there.
……
"Neville!" He came to Neville Longbottom's side.
Miss Gwenog Jones, captain of the Holyhead Harpies, is a tall, dark-skinned witch.
She passionately recounted how she represented the Welsh team and participated in the Quidditch World Cup as a batsman two years ago... causing bursts of cheers from the boys around her.
"Neville...Neville..." Matthew finally got Neville to divert his attention.
"What's the matter, Matthew?" Neville asked eagerly.
"I suddenly have a pain in my stomach. If Professor Slughorn asks me where I went, just say I went to the bathroom..." Matthew said calmly.
"Okay, I understand." Neville replied hastily, and then turned his attention to Miss Gwenog Jones.
Obviously, Matthew had felt that it was unrealistic to try to get Neville and Hermione to leave this dinner early.
But he himself was ready to escape in advance...
He pretended to pour mead and arrived at the door of the Potions office.
When he saw Slughorn and other familiar faces out of sight——
Matthew opened the office door without hesitation and walked out quickly.
The air in the corridor was also cool, which also made people breathe a sigh of relief.
He made up his mind that if anyone asked him, he would just say go to the bathroom.
……
The "leave early" plan went very smoothly.
No one seemed to notice it, and no one came after me...
The teachers and students in Slughorn's office didn't seem to notice that someone was missing among them.
Matthew walked alone in the corridors of Hogwarts, feeling much more comfortable now.
Suddenly, the sound of high-heeled footsteps on the floor seemed to be heard in the corridor ahead——
The familiar footsteps also made Matthew's expression change slightly.
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