"Harry, are you all right?"


    Hermione looked at Harry, who was depressed, with a worried face.


    "Not so good, I think I''m running out of patience."


    Harry stuffed a candy into his mouth, hoping to relieve his bad mood with a euphoria.


    Every time he went to see Professor Slughorn, Harry took the medicine appropriately, but the effect was still not good. He even vaguely realized that Professor Slughorn knew his purpose of getting close to him on purpose,


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