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 minutes earlier, Harry had left Professor Slughorn's office. Ever since he had gone to Professor Slughorn's office after taking Felix Felicis last time, 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 Boy Who Lived.
Though both sides had their own motives, their conversations had been fairly pleasant.
To keep Professor Slughorn from suspecting that his intentions were impure, Harry had openly revealed why he had come: he hoped to obtain beneficial Potions, especially Felix Felicis, while also learning about his parents from Slughorn.
This undoubtedly lowered Professor Slughorn's guard, making him more willing to offer Harry whatever help he could.
After all, selling Felix Felicis would also earn Professor Slughorn a large sum of Galleons. In fact, that was precisely what he had done. They had already reached a preliminary agreement concerning Felix Felicis. The Order of the Phoenix would not have to worry about running short of it for the time being, and with it, their safety could be better ensured.
Honestly, Harry had never taken anything as seriously as he did now. Even when he had competed in the Triwizard Tournament, he had never prepared this earnestly.
It was all for the sake of destroying Voldemort. Every sacrifice was worth it.
"How did it go, Harry?"
As soon as 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.
"Roro's over there with Lavender."