v2 Chapter 1502： Poisoned again (1/2)
”Well, grab him, boy, grab him!” said Slughorn. ”I have a necessities in my bag. This antidote is not difficult...”
Ron turned a blind eye to their conversation and listened to it. He kept looking around and squeezing hard.
”I didn't see her, Harry, where is she? Where is it?”
”She hasn't come yet,” said Harry, clasping Ron's neck so that he wouldn't get under the sofa, watching Slughorn open the dispensing bag and add some to a small crystal bottle. This is a little more.
”I haven't come yet? That's good, that's good!” said Ron eagerly. ”How do I look now?”
”Very handsome!” Slughorn walked over and handed Ron a cup of clear liquid. ”Drink it, it's nourishing, it keeps you calm when she comes, and becomes more girly.” like.”
”Great, this is exactly what I need.” Ron couldn't wait to say, snoring and drinking medicine.
Harry and Slughorn watched him, and for a moment, Ron looked at them with a smile.
Then, his smile disappeared slowly and slowly, and eventually became an extreme fear.
“Returned to normal?” Harry asked with a smile, and Slughorn laughed happily.
“Thank you very much, Professor.”
”You're welcome, children, you're welcome.” Slughorn said, ”Do your best, raise your hand.”
Ron sat down on the armchair next to him, like a frost, and looked at his knees incredulously.
He remembered the terrible words and the terrible thoughts he had just said. Even the dead heart was there. What did he do?
”Come on, mention the spirit, this is what he needs now,” Slughorn continued, hurriedly to a table full of drinks, ”I have butter beer, wine, and the last bottle of oak.” Aged mead, um, why don’t we open it and celebrate Mr. Weasley’s birthday? The pain of dispelling love is nothing more than a good wine...”
He laughed again and Harry laughed. This is the first time since the last catastrophic temptation that he was alone with Slughorn. Maybe, just let Slughorn keep a good mood and let him drink enough oak toasted mead...
”Come on!” Slughorn handed Harry and Ron a glass of wine to each person, holding a glass and saying, ”Happy birthday, Ralph!”
”It's Ron, Professor!” Harry whispered.
Roan didn’t seem to hear the toast, he poured the wine into his mouth and swallowed it.
For a second, almost just a heartbeat, Harry felt a terrible problem, and Slughorn didn't seem to notice it.
”Well, Love, I wish you more friends in the future...”
”Ron!” Harry shouted.
”Oh, um, you are right, of course Ron!” Slughorn said with amazement, thinking that Harry was correcting his mistake.
What was even more amazing happened. Ron dropped the cup and wanted to stand up from the chair, but fell down.
His limbs violently groaned, his mouth spewed, his eyes were protruding, and he was poisoned!
“Professor!” Harry yelled. “Think about it!”
But Slughorn seemed to be scared, not knowing what to do, just looking at Ron in shock.
In the blink of an eye, Ron twitched, breathing hard, and the skin began to turn green.
”This, how, but, he...” Slughorn said stutteringly.
Harry knew that he had to do something. He threw down Slughorn and rushed to the dispensing bag opened by Slughorn. He pulled out the bottles and cans and rummaged inside. Ron was poisoned. It must be detoxified.