"Are you having fun?"

A voice came from behind the three of them, and Jamini and Slughorn walked to the three of them.

"Oh...good...Harry!"

As soon as the three of them turned around, Slughorn's eyes fell on Harry's face: "It seems like it was carved out in the same mold as James. God knows that little bastard gave me a lot of headaches."

Jamini smiled and introduced to the three of them: "This is Professor Horace Slughorn, who was once the last potion class teacher for Professor Snape and was also the former Dean of Slytherin."

"Ah...Hello." Harry nodded quickly.

"Good luck!" Ron opened his mouth wide: "Don't you know you have the idea of ​​returning to the academy to continue teaching?"

"Not yet, haha..." Slughorn smiled: "You must be from Weasley's, you'll know it just by looking at your hair."

"Ron Weasley." Ron nodded quickly.

"Well, Ron, I hope you can do me a favor and take Dudley around and don't let him be bullied, okay?" Jamini smiled and said, "Harry, do you have time? Let's talk together? Your mother is a proud disciple of Professor Slughorn."

A few minutes later, the three of them sat at a table in the corner of the auditorium, and Jamini clapped his hands.

"Rum, help me get some barbecue and prepare some cold beer."

Not long after the words were finished, a large plate of steaming and fragrant barbecue suddenly appeared on the table in front of the three of them.

Slughorn laughed: "From the taste, this should be a Chinese or Mongolian barbecue method."

"You still know this?" Jamini was a little surprised.

"Oh...of course, Jamini." Slughorn said proudly: "I didn't live for a hundred years. Although I spent most of my time in the UK, I have been to many places over the years. In addition, I often went to Pomona's place to eat. I dare say that although it may not be without dishes that I have not eaten, there are definitely no dishes that I have not eaten!"

"Have you ever eaten hot pot?"

"I've eaten it, and I even ate it in Chinatown two years ago. Although it's very spicy, it's really memorable..."

"Roasted Lamb?"

"I've eaten it, I ate it in Mongolia. I passed by Mongolia and tasted it once when I went to Japan seventy years ago."

"dumpling?"

"I've eaten it in Russia and I can also pack it myself. I like blueberry stuffing."

"curry?"

"Ha, of course I've eaten it. It's the UK here, and there's never a shortage of Indians. Children, I can tell you clearly that I've tried all the famous delicacies in these countries in the Northern Hemisphere."

"You are so knowledgeable..." Jamini shook his head and laughed. It would be a waste of time for this person to enjoy this state: "No, I should say that you really enjoy it."

"But you are right. This thing is called barbecue, which is a barbecue method in China and Mongolia. In short, although it is roasted, it is completely different from outdoor barbecue." Jamini smiled and said, "The soul of this thing lies in picking up a stick."

As he said that, Jaminie handed Harry a bunch of them.

Harry reached out to take it, took a bite, and in an instant, the scent of mutton mixed with the smell of cumin and chili powder bloomed in his mouth.

"Hiss...a little spicy, but it's delicious." Harry said while chewing the mutton.

"I've put less chili peppers." Jaminie sighed, and reached out to hand Harry a cold beer: "Come and try it, this is made by my elves, so you won't take out."

"I'm not yet adult, Jamie." Harry reminded.

"It's okay, I'm a minor, I've drunk it all." Jamini picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Ha... It's true that it's still comfortable to drink the cold beer."

The old man Slughorn had been impatient to pick up the meat skewers, without any warning from Jamie.

"But Jamini, there are so many people coming today, and you only accompany me as an old man, will it delay you?" Slughorn said with some concern: "There won't be any bad impact, right?"

“The joy of banquets is never sociable, professor.”

Jamini gently shook the sign in his hand: "You, like me, are keen on enjoyment. What is the most important thing about having a banquet? It is happiness! It is to have fun and have fun. Even if everyone plays their own games, as long as everyone is happy, the banquet will be successful. If everyone is socializing and socializing on such a relaxing night, then what else can you say?"

"To be honest, I feel much more interesting when I drink and chat with you than socializing." Jamini smiled heartily, her smile was innocent like a sunny boy.

"Ha, too." Slughorn raised his glass: "I'm also very happy today to drink with two of Hogwarts' best students."

Harry opened his mouth and was about to say that his friend Hermione was also very good, but Jamini stepped on the instep.

"Come on, cheers!" Jamini put his arms around Harry's shoulder and had a drink with Slughorn.

Then he brought Slughorn a skewer of grilled lamb waist: "Come on, give you a try, a big supplement--"

"Ha...what can I make up for at this age?" Slughorn smiled helplessly, but still accepted Jamini's kindness.

Then, Slughorn glanced at Harry again: "I just said that you and your father were carved out of the same mold, but your eyes..."

"Like my mother." Harry smiled.

"That's right, like Lily, dark green..." Slughorn sighed with some reminiscence.

Harry looked at Slughorn and then at Jamini. Even if he didn't have any brains, he realized that Jaminira had a purpose after coming over.

"In fact, Harry and his mother are more similar to each other," said Jamini gentle. "Do you know, when he first entered school, Professor Snape asked him three questions, and he answered them all, and I was shocked."

Harry was also shocked. He didn't expect that Jaminie would be so natural when she opened her eyes and said lies.

"Oh, is that?" Slughorn became obviously excited: "It's really Lily's son. You are indeed as outstanding as your mother."

"Maybe it's because of his superiority, Harry's black magic defense and flight skills are also very strong."

"Ha...this must be inherited from James." Slughorn smiled, and then he couldn't help but sigh: "Actually...I'm very sorry for your parents, Harry..."

"I have never admired a student that much, yes, it's your mother." Slughorn looked at Harry with complicated eyes and recalled: "Although I'm a Slytherin, I don't reject Muggle-born children. She has always been my favorite student."

"The past has passed, the professor." Jamini patted Slughorn on the shoulder with understanding, and then he picked up the wine glass.

"All stories will be thrown into the album of memories like autumn wind swept away from time, and the stories that remain are still continuing. The road paved by our predecessors is extremely precious, and the future is shining. So we have to toast, toast, to the past, to the present, to the future!"

"Respect the future!" Slughorn wiped the crystal clearness at the corners of his eyes, pulled out a smile and picked up the cup.

"Salute to the future!" Harry also raised his glass and drank it all in one go.
Chapter completed!