Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"The Philosopher's Stone refined by Tierra and Horace Slughorn seems to have a time limit..." Harry whispered, and then told Hermione what he had just thought about. came out.

"It makes sense." Hermione nodded thoughtfully, and looked at Harry approvingly, "You have finally learned to think."

"What, what, what is it that I finally learned to think?" Harry blushed and said dissatisfied.

"Then the question is when will Nickleme become a god?" Hermione did not continue joking, but thought seriously.

"Why do you want to know this?" Ron said with a roasted chicken leg in one hand. "And didn't Tiera agree to help you make the Philosopher's Stone together? Don't you know when you ask?"

"That's right!" Hermione was stunned for a while, then slapped her forehead and said suddenly, "I can ask Tiera directly, why didn't I think of it."

Ron shrugged and continued nibbling on his drumstick.

At breakfast the next day, one letter after another, accompanied by one gift after another, flew in from the window of the auditorium hall, crashing down in front of the corresponding little wizard——

Due to the expansion of Hogwarts enrollment, the number of young wizards living in the school has increased sharply. Therefore, after the first teacher seminar, investigator Tiera and Professor Tiera jointly proposed to cancel the tradition of owls entering the restaurant to deliver meals, instead A special letter room has been opened next to the owl shed, and instead, the owls can deliver letters and letter paper to the letter room in a centralized manner, and then students who have been sentenced to confinement, or students who are willing to work and study, use the Retrieving Charm or the Dispatching Charm to send these letters. into the hands of their respective masters.

The effect of this reform is extremely good, and it has been welcomed and praised by the majority of teachers and students, because now there is finally no more nausea when drinking oatmeal porridge, and suddenly a bubbling of the same pale white bird droppings into one's own porridge It happens, or the owls finally don't knock over sandwiches, milk, sausages and fried eggs in their hands while they're enjoying their food.

"Aha!" A pale yellow letter and a package of dark brown kraft paper flew towards Harry like a rocket—

But it seems that Harry is the captain of the Quidditch team, and he has been a Seeker for five years. When he sees packages and letters flying towards him, but still does not slow down, he has already drawn out his wand and waved at the package. ——

The package and the letter slammed on the brakes in front of Harry almost at the same time, and then fell out of mid-air as if they had lost all their strength—

"Bang-"

"Hey!" In front of Harry sat a first-year... maybe a little wizard in the second, third and fourth years, rubbing the top of his head in dissatisfaction--

The package just stopped, and it fell right above his head.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!" Harry said very embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry!"

Similar things happened throughout the auditorium hall.

Some were hit directly in the face by their own package, while others, like Harry, stopped the package in time, but hit the classmates beside him.

- This is where this new reform falls short.

If the classmates who were on duty in the letter room that day were some senior students who were proficient in magic spells, it would be fine. Most of these packages could be delivered to the table in front of each classmate smoothly and safely.

If there are some junior students on duty that day...or some senior students who are not good at learning skills...

That's what happens today.

Still, that's better than eating bird poo and feathers.

"I don't know who is on duty today." Hermione complained helplessly. She also received a letter, but fortunately it was only a thin paper letter, and then she was photographed when Hermione couldn't dodge and was photographed by the letter. to the face.

"Well...it seems like...Neville and a third-year transfer student, Rabib Karen," said Tiera, who was also sitting together for breakfast.

"Neville, no wonder." Hermione took the envelope from her face and rubbed her face, which was a little red.

"Who sent it to you, Harry?" Hermione quickly glanced at her letter. It was sent by her parents. It was basically some household stuff. Write a reply.

"Sirius." Harry first tore open the kraft paper on the outside of the large package, revealing a somewhat worn small suitcase inside, and a letter attached to the suitcase.

"What did the letter say?" Ron asked, and then naturally he took the suitcase and wanted to open it.

"It's nothing, just open it." Harry waved the letter paper happily, "Sirius went on a trip after I went to Hogwarts for school. This is his journey from Albania, Venice, Mount Athos, Frankfurt, Munich, There are souvenirs brought back by magical societies elsewhere in Paris."

"What are these?" Ron couldn't wait to open the traceless extension box, and pulled out piles of things from the box--

Most of them are bottles and jars containing thick, unknown liquids, some look like potions, more look like soups of any kind, pickles, hard like rocks The same bread, cured meat that looks like a bat, and a very small amount of books, and wood carvings and lithographs that look like antiques.

"What are these?" Hermione looked at the pile of tattered things in confusion.

"Ah..." Harry obviously didn't know what to say, flipping through the letter.

The envelope that came with the package contained at least ten pages of letter paper, most of which were stories of Sirius' travels between these countries in the past few months.

At the end of the letter, Sirius wrote:

"I'm so sorry~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Harry, I can't bring you some decent souvenirs like I did before...at least the gallons I hold are in these places and nicer The vial cap doesn't make any difference."

"About more than two months ago, these countries and the newly established British Magic Federation signed the "Transportation Regulations", and finalized the export items and prices, which included various products in addition to finished potions and magical items. All kinds of living herbs and magical animals, these items are exported from these countries in large quantities and imported into the British Magic Federation, and at the same time, a huge amount of gold Galleons flows to these countries."

"Soon, small magic circles such as Greece and Albania declared bankruptcy, and they had a huge amount of gold Galleons, but they could hardly find any materials for potion and magic items in their country and nearby countries. , the economic system and magical environment of their entire magical world have been completely bankrupt."

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