Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Harry's Quidditch performance earned Gryffindor fifty extra points.

This bonus became seventy after Dumbledore came back—

In recognition of Tiera's heroic performance on the court, preventing the out-of-control Bludger from attacking his classmates with magical skills far beyond what a wizard of this age should have, Dumbledore added another 20 points to Tiera. .

When Dumbledore announced this, it was dinner a week later. Dumbledore had a rare dinner in the Great Hall. In the middle of the dinner, Dumbledore tapped the glass gracefully—

"Please be quiet, students." Dumbledore stood up with the cup and said, "Everyone must have seen what happened in the Quidditch field last Saturday, our lovely Mr. Potter was killed by a crazy Bludgers attack—"

Dumbledore paused and continued: "But thanks to Tierra's bravery and genius-like magic skills, our Mr. Potter is just an arm bone... an arm injury, so I decided, for our genius little wizard, Tierra, plus the late twenty points!"

After speaking, Dumbledore raised his glass to Tiera—

The cheers that erupted from the Gryffindor banquet instantly drowned out the bewildered Tiera—

Countless hugs and blessings came to Tiera's chrysalis.

And Tiera was completely oblivious to the countless hugs and praises, but stared at Dumbledore sitting in the teacher's chair.

Dumbledore's mouth opened and closed, as if to say something.

"e...enjoy..."

"u...you...your"

"fa...fame..."

Through Dumbledore's mouth, Tiera recognized three words——

"Enjoyyoulfame?"

Enjoy my fame? What does Dumbledore mean?

Tiera was a little puzzled. Did Dumbledore think I was doing this to get the attention of others?

Well... let him think so for the time being, Tiera also raised the milk in her hand, raised her glass at Dumbledore, and then showed a big bright smile—

If I let Dumbledore know that I want to summon the Outer God, I am afraid that his old man will not care about the rules and regulations, and he will not care about the white devil and the erosion of black magic——

If I, Dumbledore, rule the world, or be the most terrifying White Devil, then I have to kill you, the second or fifth boy who brought the Outer God to the earth.

After Tiera raised a glass to Dumbledore, she thought of something and picked up the glass of milk again—

With the flattest smile he could think of on his face, he raised his glass to Gilderoy Lockhart, who had a gloomy face.

Anger, annoyance, and humiliation alternately appeared on Gilderoy Lockhart's face.

In the end, Gilderoy Lockhart's face was fixed on a hypocritical smile.

Gilderoy Lockhart also raised his glass to Tiera, as if to congratulate—

But Tiera, who had been looking straight into Gilderoy Lockhart's eyes, knew that dark emotions finally broke out in Gilderoy Lockhart's heart.

It's just...it's not the time, Tiera thought, it will take some time for him to fully understand the double altar ritual that Tom Riddle analyzed.

Therefore, Tiera decided to suspend the provocation of Gilderoy Lockhart first.

Since that day, Tiera's reputation among Gryffindor students is no less than that of Harry Potter, which makes Gilderoy Lockhart look at Tiera more and more wrong-

Gilderoy Lockhart always wanted to be alone with Tiera by taking up his professorship, but Tiera always managed to dodge it skillfully.

The days went by like this, and soon it was December.

When Christmas is approaching—

When the school began to count the Christmas stay list, Tiera approached Malfoy through the Dark Lord's mark--

"Meet me at the door of the girls' bathroom on the second floor—" When Malfoy was chatting, laughing and bragging with his two little followers, a hoarse voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

Malfoy immediately dropped Crabbe and Goyle and ran to the second floor like his **** was on fire.

"Hey, Malfoy, where are you going?" Goyle called after Malfoy.

"Don't follow me!" Draco, who had already reached the stairs, responded.

"Lord, Master..." Draco Malfoy bowed humbly when he saw Tiera standing at the door of the bathroom on the second floor.

Tiera was still in a black robe, but at this time his face was in a normal state, not the snake face that he had when we first met.

Draco has been very disciplined this semester, not only did he not trouble Harry, he didn't even bully Neville—

So Draco really couldn't understand why Tiera was looking for him at this time.

"Ah—" Draco exclaimed.

Tiera grabbed Draco's hand and roughly pushed him into the bathroom cubicle.

"You go home this Christmas and hand this package—" Tiera stuffed a package no bigger than Inheritance into Draco's arms, and said heavily:

"It must be your own hand-you or Lucius, or Narcissa, it must be your own hand, your own hand! Understood? Hand this package to a house-elf named Dobby in your family-"

"Yes, yes, Lord, Lord, but why—"

"Shut up Draco." Tiera reprimanded, "How dare you intervene in my experiment?"

"Yes, yes, Master, I, I understand, I dare not..." Draco immediately lowered his head.

"Don't open it without authorization, otherwise—" Tiera drew out her wand and tapped Draco's left arm, "or I would know."

"Yes... yes, Master." Draco's head seemed to be lowered even lower.

"Also, tell your father ~www.NovelMTL.com~ that the second batch of materials I want will be sent to me immediately."

"Yes... yes," Draco said.

"Okay, let's go." Tiera said.

Draco Malfoy stumbled out of the girls' bathroom.

Tiera stood alone in the toilet cubicle and touched her chest—

Well, it feels so good to lose one's conscience.

Then Tiera took out the Marauder's map from inside the wizard's robe—

Heh, you Gilderoy Lockhart are actually at the door?

Come on, let's do the two things together today.

Tiera split another layer of skin from herself, wrapped Tom Riddle's diary, and hid it in the toilet tank of the toilet.

Then he took out the "Inheritor" from his seamless extension pouch.

The "Inheritor" gradually deformed and shrank, and finally——

It turned into a diary not much bigger than a slap, with the words on it—

Tom Marvolo Riddle

Tiera shook the "diary" in her hand, smiled, and wrapped the diary tightly in her plush jacket.

Pretending to look flustered, he prepared to step out of the compartment—

But Tiera took back the foot that had stepped out, stuffed the Marauder's map into the non-marking extension bag, and then hid the non-marking extension bag as well.

After everything last night, Tiera opened her legs and walked out of the bathroom with a panicked expression—

As soon as Tiera came out of the bathroom door, she felt a pain in the back of her head, followed by "blackness in front of her eyes" and fainted to the ground—

With a triumphant smile, Gilderoy Lockhart walked out from behind the statue next to the girls' bathroom, holding a brick in his hand.

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