Harry Potter and the Old Ones

The final reward, of course, came to Tiera's hands without any surprise.

Although Harry also brewed the correct potion of living hell according to Snape's notes, because he was not as skilled as Tiera, when Horace Slughorn shouted "stop", Harry's The Living Hell Potion still needs a few counter-clockwise rotations before it is completely brewed. This makes Harry's Living Hell Potion still have sporadic lavender fluorescence, which looks far less clear than Tiera's pot of clear and transparent liquid. .

"Perfect! Perfect!" Horace Slughorn praised. "I dare say it only takes one drop to kill all of us!"

As he spoke, Horace Slughorn took out the bottle of golden liquid from his pocket and handed it to Tiera's hand.

"Thank you, Professor." Tiera said gently.

Regarding this result, no matter Harry, Hermione, Ron or other students who chose this course, they were not surprised. After all, as early as the fourth grade, Tiera showed his unparalleled magical ability. .

This ability did not end with his death. Instead, over the next year or so, he was resurrected in some extremely incredible form and quickly seized the power of the British Ministry of Magic, completing a task that even Voldemort had not completed. achievements.

Of course, those little wizards from outside the UK have always been skeptical about the rumors about Tiera. Obviously they do not believe that such a little wizard can do the things in the rumors.

But whether they believed it or not, it could not change the result of Tiera taking the small bottle of Fuling potion from Horace Slughorn.

"Use it well." Horace Slughorn habitually preached. Then he suddenly realized that the person he was preaching to was unnecessary, so the rest of his words were reduced to a few coughing murmurs.

After the potions class, it was time for dinner. Even Hermione, who loved learning the most, was not willing to stay in the cold and damp basement with a hungry stomach.

So soon, the students who had just been enjoying the fun of knowledge in Horace Slughorn's class immediately filed out of the hall as soon as they heard the end of get out of class bell, heading towards the warmth of the first floor hall where the aroma of food wafted. Walk away.

Looking at the little wizards disappearing one by one, Horace Slughorn smiled gently, then turned around and began to put away the three pots of potions on the podium.

"Professor Slughorn!" an unexpected voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah!" Horace Slughorn was obviously startled. His hand shook slightly, and a few drops of the love potion spilled out, with a faint salty smell and the fragrance of green grass under the sun. The smell of old clothes that had been washed repeatedly entered Tiera's nostrils.

"Oh, mention, Tiera." Horace Slughorn turned around and saw Investigator Tiera standing behind him. After heaving a sigh of relief, his nerves became tense again.

[Tiera is a very sneaky kid, I have to be careful about him. 】

Tiera easily learned Horace Slughorn's inner thoughts.

"Your lecture today was very good, Professor Slughorn." Investigator Tiera threw the notebook and pen in her hand into the air, and they disappeared into the air like illusory bubbles. "It's really It has benefited me a lot.”

"No, no, no, no, no, no." Although Horace Slughorn said he was very humble, he was actually very proud in his heart.

"But I still have a question that I would like to ask you privately." Tiera narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.

I'm really sorry everyone, I was too busy doing experiments today, so I can only update a thousand words. I will definitely look for opportunities to make up for it later.