Chapter 730: Drunk (Edited)

Professor Slughorn is now very happy because ever since Ernie McMillan started, students came forward one after another to toast him, making him look good in front of the former students who had been invited.

And as each member of the Order of the Cat took their turn to toast, a herd effect was created, and Harry and his team barely reached the halfway point of the event before several students who were unaware of the situation or had already graduated from the Slug Club felt compelled to toast Professor Slughorn.

Professor Slughorn, who was already enjoying this kind of treatment, didn't care if the toast came from a club member or not, and even smiled at the "less promising" students, as was the norm.

So it didn't take long before Professor Slughorn's face turned so red that he started speaking loudly. However, he didn't realize it and kept drinking glass after glass of wine with a smile on his face as the crowd greeted him.

"Hermione, can Fish drink now?"

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Fish put down his food and asked Hermione in a low voice.

"Just a little longer." Hermione glanced at Professor Slughorn and saw that he was drunk but still relatively lucid, and that Harry remained inactive.

"How much longer do I have to wait?" Fish licked his lips.

He could smell the alcohol in the aroma of the food, which was clearly more aromatic than Hagrid's butterbeer and chicken-blood brandy, and the malt whisky, and seeing Professor Slughorn drink from one glass to another...

Fish's stomach was craving for it.

Besides, he still had to drink the Felix Felicis Potion!

"Wait for Harry to give us the signal." Hermione handed him a burrito and reassured Fish, "Do you want to try one of these first, or maybe some dessert?"

"Okay then, guys, you have to hurry... dessert for Fish too!"

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Although Fish had eaten this kind of burrito before, he devoured it, but with great urgency.

Professor Slughorn didn't make Fish wait for long, and after nearly half of the group had drunk with him, he was already swaying and babbling incoherently.

By then, Harry had finally sprung into action.

He stepped forward, took the unsteady Professor Slughorn by the arm, and led him to the corner.

"Fish, now!" Hermione shouted.

In fact, Hermione didn't even need to be reminded because Fish had already taken out the Felix Felicis Potion from his pocket and had taken a small sip as soon as he sensed Harry's movement.

"Nyanyanyanya..."

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Fish took a sip of the potion and concluded, "It tastes like nothing, not good, not bad, like water with a hint of grass juice."

But as Harry had said, even though the potion tasted mediocre, after drinking it...

It was a great feeling!

An overwhelming sense of euphoria slowly flowed through Fish's body as if there were endless opportunities waiting to be activated. Fish felt like he could do anything and everything...

So, after pushing the rest of the potion into Hermione's hand, Fish followed the vague guidance of his mind and ran towards Professor Slughorn, who was being supported by Harry.

"Horace! Fish also wants to toast to you! Bring out your best wine, nya!"

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Fish jumped in front of Professor Slughorn in the blink of an eye, shouting.

The students who had witnessed Fish's drunken frenzy trembled, but most of them were members of the Order of the Cat, so they said nothing to stop him.

The remaining Slytherins, however, were held back by Draco...

"Leave them alone," Draco said coldly, and after a pause, he added, "Anyway, Fish won't get hurt."

Although Draco wasn't sure what Fish and Harry were up to, he could guess that it probably had something to do with Voldemort.

As Draco learned Occlumency and became more like Professor Snape, his authority in Slytherin grew, so when he spoke, the Slytherins fell silent.

As for the others, the members of the Slug Club had no idea how much Fish could drink, and those who had heard that Fish couldn't handle alcohol but had never seen it for themselves didn't take it too seriously. Besides, they were intrigued by drunk Fish, so they couldn't bring themselves to stop him.

"No... no problem! Ty, Tyra!" Professor Slughorn mumbled and waved his short, chubby hand.

The house-elf whose name he had called came running with a large silver tray containing two unopened bottles of wine.

"This is... seven-year-old goblin wine from the cellar of...!" Professor Slughorn grabbed one of the bottles and raised it above his head, exclaiming with a vague but proud voice, "I... never got around to drinking it! I wouldn't have brought it out if not for Fish... asking for it!"

He uncorked the bottle and was about to pour it for Fish when he saw Fish take another bottle in his hands, bite the cork, and with a nod of his head, open the second bottle of goblin wine.

Although Professor Slughorn was already very drunk, he felt his heart tremble slightly, but when he looked into Fish's large green eyes, he couldn't say anything to reprimand him.

He simply took the bottle in his hand and clinked it with Fish, boldly shouting, "Bottoms up!" Then he tilted his head back and drank from the bottle in one gulp.

"Cheers nya!"

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Fish let out a shout of excitement and followed suit, gulping down the entire bottle.

"Ha~~~burp!"

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After finishing the entire bottle, Fish tossed the empty bottle aside, let out a long sigh, and let out a loud belch, his cheeks quickly turning red.

Dizzy, Fish shook his head, then staggered but jumped firmly onto a side table.

"We..."

He looked at the crowd like a drunken person and showed a wild smile.

"...are going to fight, nya!"

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