Harry Potter and the Old Ones

The final reward, of course, went to Tiera without any accident.

Although Harry also boiled the correct living **** decoction according to Snape's notes, but because he was not skilled in Tiera, when Horace Slughorn called "stop", Harry's The Living Hell Potion is still a few turns counterclockwise before it is completely cooked, which makes Harry's Living Hell Potion still have scattered lavender fluorescence, which looks far from Tierra's pot of clear and transparent liquid. .

"Perfect! Perfect!" Horace Slughorn complimented. "I'd say it only takes one drop to kill our whole class!"

Saying that, Horace Slughorn took out the bottle of golden liquid from his pocket and handed it to Tiera.

"Thank you, Professor." Tiera said gently.

For this result, whether Harry, Hermione, Ron or other students who took this course are not surprised, after all, as early as the fourth grade, Tiera showed his unparalleled magical ability beyond ordinary people. .

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

Of course, those little wizards from outside the United Kingdom have always been skeptical about Tierra's rumors. Obviously, they don't believe that such little wizards can do the rumored things.

But whether they believed it or not, they couldn't change the result of Tiera taking the vial of Fuling Elixir from Horace Slughorn.

"Use it well..." Horace Slughorn preached habitually, and then suddenly realized that the object of this preaching seemed unnecessary, so the following words only turned into a few coughs. muttered.

After the potions class was over, it was time for dinner, and even Hermione, who loved studying the most, didn't want 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 classroom immediately filed out as soon as they heard the bell of the end of get out of class, heading towards the warm hall on the first floor, where the aroma of food wafted. walk.

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

"Professor Slughorn!" A sudden voice called out.

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

"Oh, mention, Tiera..." Horace Slughorn turned around and saw Inquisitor Tiera standing behind him. After a little relief, his nerves resumed. tense up.

[Tiera is a very wicked brat, I have to be careful of him. 】

Tiera easily learned the inner thoughts of Horace Slughorn.

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

"Where and where...I've won awards..." Although Horace Slughorn was very humble, he was actually very proud in his heart.

"But I still have a question that I want to ask you in private." Tiera said with a squinted smile.