Marvel's I am the Primordial Beast

The atmosphere is wrong

it's wrong

In the past, Mag, who was better with him, looked at him with something wrong.Read 5v book, o

is angry

is annoying

is hostile

Could it be

Horace Slughorn thought back to his fears of last night, and it must have come true.

Oh my gosh, please don't.

Horace Slughorn's mind began to spin rapidly on how to deal with this matter. Principal Dippet walked to his side and patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "You can do it yourself, Horace."

"Oh, no principal, things may be a little different from what you imagined"

Dippet: "What did you do yesterday besides drinking with Dumbledore?"

Hearing Principal Dippet say this means that Dumbledore has already told Principal Dippet what happened yesterday, and his own explanation is a bit embellished to make things more confusing.

Oh no

Horace Slughorn thought he was such a fool, what was he talking about.

Mag looked at himself even more strangely.

"Meg, you have to trust me, I'm just looking for Albus to drink and chat, really"

Mag ignored him with a dark face, and left silently after putting down the tableware in his hand.

What?

Horace Slughorn glanced around, and finally fixed his eyes on Garfield who had already wolfed down his breakfast and went back to sleep.

right

I can talk to Garfield, maybe he will have some good ideas.

Horace Slughorn, who had made up his mind, calmed down a lot, quickly ate the food on his plate, and then went to prepare for the lecture. 》Eight》Eight》Reading》book, ∞o◎

In the classroom, Horace Slughorn had explained all the lessons as quickly as possible without any delay, and then announced the dismissal of the get out of class.

If it weren't for Horace Slughorn's personal level of thinking, even if the lectures were accelerated, he would be able to do everything for the students to understand and learn.

After finishing the students, Horace Slughorn packed up his things and flew to the top of the Hogwarts tower to find Garfield who was warming himself before eating.

"Professor, where are you going? Need help?"

It was Tom Riddle who was speaking. He also heard some rumors about Horace Slughorn and Dumbledore. He looked at Horace Slughorn who was leaving in a hurry after today's lecture. Well, Tom thought it was an opportunity to form a relationship with Horace Slughorn.

"Mr. Riddle, thank you for your help, but I don't need it, I have something to deal with first."

"Goodbye, Mr. Slughorn"

Seeing the back of Horace Slughorn walking out in a hurry, Tom's eyes were full of anger: Damn it, fat man, you are ignoring me, you must look good when you turn around.

Hurrying from the classroom, Horace Slughorn cast a flying spell and flew to the top of the tower.

On a place with a wider roof, I found Garfield lying on a soft cushion and racing against the sun.

"His Majesty Pendragon is Professor of Potions, Horace Slughorn. I need your help with something. Please forgive me for disturbing your rest."

Horace Slughorn wanted to use Garfield so he kept his figure low.

Garfield happened to run into Nearly Headless Nick when he woke up in the morning, so he knew what Horace Slughorn had done standing in front of him yesterday.

Although Dumbledore had already explained to himself early in the morning that it was Horace Slughorn who wanted to see him, he was ashamed to come by himself so as not to appear a little abrupt.

But, now that we have encountered each other, we have to be happy no matter what.

Hehe hehe

With a smirk, Garfield teased Horace Slughorn and said: "Love is free, regardless of gender, although I have been working hard to help Dumbledore on the right path to pursue McGonagall, But to a brave man like you, I still have to say