Chapter 96: Slughorn is not suitable to be the principal, probably!
Stone statue?
No!
Golden statue!
When you arrive at the door of the principal's office, the most eye-catching thing is not the bejeweled door inlaid with various gems.
Instead, there are two pure gold statues squatting on both sides of the gate.
Even knowing that Principal Slughorn is a person who likes to show off and loves vanity.
Xifa still felt a little shocked.
Luna is usually very gentle, except when she treats Slughorn.
No, in the past, she would accompany Xifa silently, but now, she would actually take the initiative to walk in front of a group of people, humming a ditty and leading the way.
When Xifa's eyes were attracted by the two golden statues, Luna jumped up to them, cleared her throat, and shouted the command to open the door.
"Elixir of Fortune!"
Slughorn liked potions as passwords, while future headmaster Dumbledore liked dessert drinks.
I have never heard that there is a limit on the number of times you can shout a command, and there is also a penalty for calling the wrong command.
The more you guess, the more likely you will get it right. This password is just like a decoration!
It can be useless! But it cannot be without it!
There was no accident, Luna's password was correct, and the passage leading to the principal's office emerged between the golden statues.
This is... a precious carpet from Persia, right?
It may be due to the price, but Xifa feels that it feels more solid underfoot.
"Horace! We're coming for you!"
Without outsiders, Luna would not give Horace Slughorn the honor of calling him professor or principal.
Of course, she didn't call him by his last name. From Luna's point of view, this greasy man in his prime who looked like a seal could be regarded as a friend of hers.
When Luna's voice fell.
Xifa and his party walked into the principal's office.
Ah - this -
Because Slughorn is the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, there is no problem with him putting the Headmaster's magical objects on the map.
It wouldn't be a big problem if those jeweled decorations were hung all over the walls, even the portraits of the past principals were squeezed into a small wall.
but---
"Headmaster Slughorn! You are wearing a suit of armor here..."
After all, Glinton is a member of the Black family, and there are many luxuries in his home.
This naked display of wealth and reputation does not make him feel overwhelmed.
However, Slughorn's appearance today is really ridiculous.
In the past, he would tuck his chubby figure into his polite-looking tuxedo.
From top to bottom, it first becomes round and then becomes slender, like a big water drop. To describe it as a seal walking upright is not an exaggeration at all.
Now, instead of stuffing himself into the aristocratic clothing that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, he stuffed himself into an armor made entirely of mithril, without even taking off his helmet.
Such a look is almost the same as those fat knights in fairy tales.
"Oh! My God! It's you...ah! Xifa! You are finally back!"
It is unimaginable that Slughorn, completely wrapped in armor, could still get up and run in front of Xifa at a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.
"I just passed the surveillance device of Hogwarts and discovered that there are strange and powerful magic fluctuations deep in the Forbidden Forest!"
"I'm worried that Hogwarts will be attacked."
"Originally I was going to sound the alarm, but luckily I took a sip of the elixir."
"It told me that sitting on the couch would be the best option."
"But you know, I'm a timid person, so I gritted my teeth and put on this armor..."
There were only a few gaps in the helmet, and the muffled shouts of Horace Slughorn came from the helmet.
The corner of Xifa's mouth twitched. You didn't need to explain too much about your timidity. He could see it at a glance. What's more, every line of your words was hinting that you should deal with this matter yourself.
As a principal, is it too unkind to ask a third-grade student like myself to confront the attacker?
Besides, principal, you are not honest, this fireplace is burning with fire.
If the Felixir told you to run away, would you sound the alarm, show some token resistance, and leave Hogwarts through the fireplace, right?
"Ahem——"
"You don't have to worry about the Forbidden Forest. That's Xifa teaching us how to use magic!"
Luna explained with some embarrassment that she did not expect that the impact caused by herself and others would spread to Hogwarts.
He almost mobilized the entire school to escape.
"That's good! That's good!"
Naturally, Slughorn would not blame Xifa and the others. He was the one who was embarrassed. He had just hinted to Xifa to solve the problem.
Hearing that it was not an enemy attacking Hogwarts, the seal in the turtle shell laughed and pretended that he had not said those words before.
At the same time, he raised his hand and tried to wipe the sweat from his head.
Unfortunately, what I got was a sound of steel clashing.
Somewhat embarrassed, the chubby seal quickly took out his magic wand and waved it, and he put on the gorgeous tuxedo again.
"Why did you come to see me?"
Everyone focused their attention on Xifa.
"Should I come first? Okay! I'm just here to return Gryffindor's sword, nothing else!"
Professor Slughorn slumped on the sofa. Because he was curled up, the already tight buttons tried their best to restrain his flesh in his clothes.
Xifa glanced at him cheerfully, then turned to look for the Sorting Hat.
The Sorting Hat is placed on the table, visible at a glance.
Luna and the others came here with Xifa, so naturally they had nothing else to do.
By the end, Irene was holding a research notebook and questioning Horace Slughorn.
The chubby principal, in his prime, was holding a valuable handkerchief, wiping his sweat while racking his brains to explain the problems Irene encountered.
The reason why he was so stressed was because Luna was sitting opposite him with a playful expression.
Because the problem of Eileen's hunger was an excuse found in haste, Slughorn's suffering did not last long.
"call--"
Seeing that Luna never scolded him from beginning to end, Slughorn, who tried his best, breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing everyone leaving.
His eyes changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and called out to the group of people.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Wait a minute! Xifa, there is something I need your help with!"
Xifa stopped and showed a listening posture at the door.
Obviously, if Slughorn requested something more funny, such as organizing a party or something, he would leave without hesitation.
"It's like this. This year, all the professors went to the front line to contribute to the war, and I was the only one left at Hogwarts."
The principal rubbed his hands and said a little embarrassedly.
"So, welcoming new students into the school this year has become a big issue."
"I would like to please..."
"What! Let Xifa go out to pick up new students! I don't agree!"
Before she finished listening to Slughorn's words, Elise blocked Xifer behind her like an old hen guarding her cubs, and waved her small fist at the big seal in protest.
"I don't agree either!"
"Horace, you go out to greet the new students, and we'll sit in the principal's office for a while!"
Luna's last words made Xifa dumbfounded, and he raised his hand to stop everyone's complaints.
"Principal Slughorn, the enrollment of freshmen this year is indeed a big problem. But it is impossible for us to be responsible for guiding all students to enroll!"
This year's enrollment of new students is indeed a disaster. The professors are all busy with the war. Even London was bombed and the Hogwarts Express had to be stopped.
Besides... Glinton explained quietly from the side that he had heard that in addition to the names written with the pen of admission in the Book of Admission, some other local magic schools would also be integrated into Hogwarts this year.
Because the leaders of those schools died in the war...
Seeing Xifa's refusal, Seal slumped on the sofa. He looked sad and muttered something in a low voice. Judging from the shape of his mouth, it was probably Dumbledore or Nico.
He was probably praying that one of them would come back quickly to help him.
"Principal Slughorn, please pay attention to your image...Okay, I have a plan and I don't know if you will accept it or not!"
"Say it!"
With a little rub, the fat man, who was about to turn into water, instantly sat upright.
"On the way here, I saw that there are many senior wizards in Hogwarts. It is really not appropriate to let them go out alone to welcome the new students, but they can be allowed to go out in groups!"