At that moment, Harry was on his way back to the Gryffindor Common Room. His steps were light, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
Just a few minutes earlier, Harry had left Professor Slughorn's office. Since the last time he had taken Liquid Luck and gone to see Professor Slughorn, his relationship with the Potions professor had grown much closer.
Of course, that also had something to do with Professor Slughorn wanting to "collect" the Star of the Savior.
Though both sides had their own motives, their conversations had been fairly pleasant.
To prevent Professor Slughorn from suspecting that his motives were impure, Harry had openly revealed why he had come: he hoped to obtain enhancement Potions, chiefly Liquid Luck, while also learning about his parents from Slughorn.
This undoubtedly put Professor Slughorn at ease and made him more willing to offer Harry whatever help he could.
After all, selling Liquid Luck could earn Professor Slughorn a considerable number of Galleons. In fact, he had done exactly that. The two sides had already reached a preliminary agreement over the Liquid Luck trade. For the time being, the Order of the Phoenix would not need to worry about running short of Liquid Luck, and having it on hand would provide further protection for their lives.
Honestly, Harry had never taken anything as seriously as he did now. Not even during the Triwizard Tournament had he prepared with such determination.
It was all to destroy Voldemort. Every sacrifice was worth it.
"How did it go, Harry?"
The moment he returned to the Gryffindor Common Room, Hermione put down her quill and came over to ask about his latest progress.
"It went pretty well."
Harry looked around the bustling Common Room and was surprised not to see Ron.
"Ron's over