Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Hermione looked at Tiera.

Tiera also looked at Hermione—

Through the little witch's light brown eyes, Tiera saw that Hermione's thief was still rolling—

"Okay, I answer—" Hermione said, just as she was about to answer Tiera's challenge.

"Wait, Tiera, I want to—" Harry interrupted suddenly, "I want to help Ron with his homework too—"

Tiera gave Harry a strange look.

But Harry immediately lowered his head, as if he had done something wrong—

"Okay then, then you'll teach Ron the history of magic and astronomy-" Tiera thought about it, and it would be best to trap the little troublemaker Harry.

"But I want to teach Ron's Defense Against the Dark Arts—" Harry protested.

"But my Defence Against the Dark Arts score is higher than yours." Tiera interrupted.

It's true that Harry has a talent for black magic.

But no matter how talented, Harry, who has only been exposed to magic for a year, can't match the gap in experience, not to mention that Tiera still has an old grandfather with him—

If I remember correctly, Voldemort was born in 1926. In 1992 this year, the sixty-six-year-old Voldemort could also be called a portable grandfather.

Their first class of the new term was herbal medicine, and Harry finally gave up on tutoring Ron's Defence Against the Dark Arts, because indeed, Tiera's final Defence Against the Dark Arts exam last year was more than just better than Harry's. high--

but full marks.

The four of them left the castle together and walked across the vegetable patch to the greenhouse, where various magical plants were cultivated.

Along the way, Tiera stayed behind Harry, Ron, and Hermione, reaching into her wizard robe and touching Tom Riddle's diary—

"What just happened?" Tom Riddle asked gently.

However, in reality-

[This stinky **** actually spilled milk on me! 】

"Ron received a roaring letter just now," Tiera said, and then repeated the scene just now outside the mental fence.

"Harry and Ron these two idiots!" Tom Riddle said.

This time Tom Riddle was on the same page.

[However, this is also a reminder. ] Tom Riddle thought to himself [There will always be unexpected situations, it is time to find a watchman——]

"Tiella, sweetie," said Tom Riddle.

This title gave Tiera goosebumps all over.

"You seem to like Fantastic Beasts?" Tom Riddle asked—

Although Tiera deliberately concealed her information, in the face of Tom Riddle, a cunning and cunning Dark Lord, he still saw a little bit of her hobbies.

Fantastic Beasts is one of them.

Tiera knew that Tom Riddle was going to let the basilisk out—

When they approached the greenhouse, they saw that other students were standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had just joined when they saw Professor Sprout striding across the lawn with Gilderoy Lockhart by his side.

Professor Sprout had a lot of bandages on his arm. Harry saw a few branches of the beating willow hanging with bandages from a distance, and he felt guilty again.

Professor Sprout was a squat witch with a patched hat on his fluttering hair, and there was always a lot of dirt on his clothes.

But Gilderoy Lockhart was spotless from head to toe, with flowing turquoise robes, shining blond hair, and a turquoise top hat with a gold rim.

"Oh, hello!" Lockhart shouted at the students with a radiant face. "I just showed Professor Sprout how to treat a slapper Liu! But I don't want you to think I'm better at herbal medicine. She's doing it! I've just happened to see a few of these bizarre plants on my travels—"

"Today to the Third Greenhouse!" said Professor Sprout. She was visibly sullen, with an uncharacteristically pleasant demeanor.

The students whispered with interest. They've only been in the first greenhouse—

Because the plants in the third greenhouse are more interesting and more dangerous.

Professor Sprout never allowed them in.

"Who was that mental **** just now?" Tom Riddle asked.

"Guidero Lockhart," Tiera said, "our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"he!!!?"

[Shit! 】

【Rubbish! 】

[Damn Dumbledore! 】

[I would rather choose such a **** than let me be a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher! 】

Tom Riddle's rare emotional out-

Tiera heard Tom Riddle's inner mad insults——

This situation reached its peak during the afternoon Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

In the afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Tiera, Ron and Hermione arrived at the classroom first—

Harry was taken away by Gilderoy Lohatra at lunchtime, so Tiera had no choice but to come to the classroom with Hermione and Ron.

Ron, who was still swearing to study hard at breakfast, was already tired at this time——

Ever since Hermione took up this challenge, she's been chattering in Ron's ear like a warrior full of fighting spirit—

Even during lunch, Ron was asked to recite those responsible spells and transfiguration theories while he ate.

Compared to Hermione, Tiera seemed quite Buddhist.

As usual, casually chat with Ron about other—

Anyway, with Ron's wand, Hermione couldn't win even if she put her own mind into Ron's mind.

Two minutes before class~www.NovelMTL.com~ Hermione finally stopped chattering and went to Tiera's side.

"Where's your book?" Hermione asked.

She found that there was only one copy on Tiera's desk—

"Traveling with the Vampire"

"The other books are too heavy, I put them in the dormitory." Tiera said—

In fact, Tiera didn't buy it at all. This book "Traveling with Vampires" is Tiera's "inheritance", after disguising it with Transfiguration——

Anyway, it doesn't matter if Gilderoy Lockhart's broken class is serious or not.

"Where's your levitation spell?" Hermione asked back.

Tiera: "..."

Ah, yes, this is the magical world—

He was still wondering how the 12- or 13-year-old wizard in this classroom brought so many books into the classroom.

"Aren't you going to sell all your textbooks?" Hermione picked up Tierra's "Heirs" and flipped through it, then slapped the table angrily—

"What's the matter with this book!?" Hermione asked, "It's not "Traveling with the Vampires" at all, is it? You changed it with Transfiguration, right?"

Tiera's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of excuses, and there was an awkward silence between the two—

Fortunately, this silence was interrupted not long after Harry and Gilderoy Lockhart entered the classroom.

This was the first time Tiera felt that Gilderoy Lockhart's greasy face was so amiable.

After Gilderoy Lockhart loosened Harry's sleeves, Harry walked towards Tiera.

But when he saw Hermione sitting next to Tiera, Tiera had no choice but to say hello, and then sat in the last row—

Side by side with Ron, stacking Gilderoy Lockhart's books on the table.