Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Around the end of May, Sprout's mandrakes finally matured.

After it matured, Professor Snape personally operated the knife, chopped up the mandrake roots and boiled water, then added other potions, boiled them into a pot of recovery potion, and poured Tiera the first one—

When Tiera gradually woke up from his body, slowly moving his stiff limbs, and his eyes gradually returned, Tiera saw Snape standing in front of his bed with an expressionless face.

"Professor Snape..." Tiera called softly.

"Very well, it seems that you are recovering well." Snape said, "How much of the potions I taught you do you still remember in your chaotic little brain?"

"All, remember all, Professor Snape," Tiera said.

"Very good, get up quickly, don't stay in bed now that you're all well." Snape said, "You've been behind other students for a semester, if you still have the slightest bit of self-motivation, you should get up quickly and help I brew a recovery potion."

Tiera:  …

No, sir, so ruthless, I am a sick patient.

"What are you still doing?" Snape said coldly and ruthlessly.

Tiera pouted, jumped off the bed, moved her limbs, and followed Snape to the dispensing room next to the school hospital.

There is a crucible in the center of the dispensing room, and on the medicine shelf next to it are rows of small pieces of mandrake root cut into 500 grams each.

"Put your wand out," Snape said.

"Oh, okay, okay." Tiera pulled out her wand—

This is the only wand in his hand. Merlin's wand and Lucius Malfoy's wand have both been destroyed in the summoning ceremony of Yoggsothoth and Shabu Nicholas.

"Ignite first, and then control the flame temperature to a hundred degrees." Snape ordered from the side.

Tiera complied.

"After the crucible is heated to the point of smoking, mix 50 grams of Guman fruit powder and 5 milliliters of sheep's horn snake blood in 500 milliliters of clean water, and then add 20 grams of money grass roots together—"

"Bam—"

The liquid in the crucible exploded the moment it entered.

Fortunately, Snape responded quickly, turned to one side, dodged the liquid, and with a wave of the wand, the liquid flew directly into the waste liquid tank.

"Stupid—" Snape habitually wanted to scold "stupid", but he held back abruptly, "It seems that our little genius is not that kind of genius."

Snape sneered.

Tiera blushed and pretended to be very embarrassed.

The same thing happened when Tiera brewed the recovery potion for the first time. The reason is that the blood of Gumango and the horned snake are strong drugs. Before heating, they need to be reconciled with neutral money grass roots. The approach should be:

Mix the blood of the horned snake and the Guman fruit powder at room temperature, then add the grass root and stir for one minute. Determine the stirring direction according to the order of addition. If the blood of the horned horned snake is added first, stir clockwise. The powder is stirred counterclockwise.

And Tiera's cooking this time was simply mixed for a few seconds and then immediately put into the crucible. As expected, it immediately triggered a violent conflict between the two potent medicinal materials, which in turn caused a small explosion—

It made Tiera look like it was the first time to cook.

"Think about changing your little brain. The properties of these three herbs will be boiled again!" Snape said.

"Okay, okay, Professor Snape." Tiera said, and after pretending to think for a while, she tapped her wand to start the second brew.

This time, Tiera let the three herbs carefully mix in mid-air for a minute, and then put them into the cauldron.

Sure enough, there was no further explosion this time. The suspension liquid composed of the three medicinal materials immediately turned into a rich purple-red liquid when it came into contact with the crucible that was heated to a hundred degrees.

"Okay, then adjust the flame temperature to one hundred and thirty-five degrees..." Snape nodded and said, continuing to instruct Tiera to brew the recovery potion.

After that, Tiera made several unimportant mistakes, and finally the recovery potion was boiled.

"You continue to boil here, and I'll tell Madam Pomfrey to pour them the potion." Snape poured the pot of potion that Tiera had just boiled into the medicine bottle, and walked out of the medicine bottle with the medicine bottle in hand. room.

"Oh...Okay..." Tiera said, she had no choice but to wash the cauldron before continuing to cook.

Thanks to the hardworking and industrious Tierra, the 26 petrified little wizards in the entire Hogwarts were released from petrification in one day, and they all went back to their dormitories after a night of rest in the school hospital.

"Tiera!" When Harry and Hermione walked into the Gryffindor lounge, Tiera heard the voice of Harry, who had been missing for a long time, and then felt herself slam into a warm embrace.

"Great! You're fine!" Harry said excitedly hugging Tiera.

"Well...yes, Harry...you, you can let me go first..." Tiera was a little breathless when he was hugged by Harry. "I'm a little breathless."

"Oh, sorry sorry... I, I'm so excited." Harry let go of Tiera.

Only then did Tiera realize that Harry was much taller than herself—

The previous Tiera was about the same height as Harry, plus Tiera had a reasonable ration of food, so the original Tiera was a little taller than Harry.

But children grow up fast.

Now that Tiera has been petrified, she has been lying on the hospital bed for several months, and her growth has been stagnant for several months. Instead, Harry has surpassed by several centimeters. Now, the top of Tiera's head can only hit Harry's chin—

This made Tiera slightly unhappy, and touched the top of her head.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he is proficient in flesh and blood magic, not to mention a few centimeters long, even if he grows into Yao Ming Tiera in one day.

At Dumbledore's instruction, the dinner that night turned into a grand, celebratory banquet——

First, to celebrate the full recovery of the twenty-six little wizards.

Secondly, in order to see off this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor Gilderoy Lockhart and hold the ceremony of awarding the Order of Merlin—

Presented by Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge in person.

"In order to thank Gilderoy Lockhart for defeating and killing Voldemort, maintaining the tranquility and peace of the wizarding world, and making outstanding contributions to the British wizarding community, the European wizarding community and the world's wizarding community, the British Ministry of Magic, Sir Merlin The jury unanimously decided to award Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, the Order of Merlin, First Class!"

——Yes, the first-class medal, not the second-class medal originally proposed by Tiera.

Tiera had received an official letter from the Ministry of Magic and a private letter from Cornelius Fudge a week earlier—

The content is too long, so Tiera will not go into details. It is just one thing. I hope that Gilderoy Lockhart will kill Voldemort in one bite and not be driven away. For this reason, Minister of Magic Kang Nellie Fudge and Wizengamore are willing to award "Gildrow Lockhart" with the Order of Merlin, First Class, and invite "Gidlow Lockhart" to be a permanent member of Wizengamore.

And such a good thing?

This feeling is good!

Tiera replied on the spot and agreed.

So tonight is the Order of Merlin, First Class.

In fact, Tiera probably understood what the Ministry of Magic and Cornelius Fudge were thinking.

It's nothing more than cheating.

Tierra believed that if he hadn't woken up the whole school when he was acting, Cornelius Fudge would have described Voldemort as an ordinary dark wizard.

But whatever Cornelius Fudge and the Ministry of Magic do to cover up the truth, Tiera has already gained more than the power he wants to seize. Does he care about the life and death of the Ministry of Magic?

The Gilderoy Lockhart award ceremony was a success, thanks to his post-Christmas performance and Tierra's huge fireworks display at the gates of Hogwarts, at the Gilderoy Lockhart "The moment he received the First Class Medal of the Order of Merlin, there was an endless stream of applause.

"I think Lockhart's Merlin First Class Medal should have your credit." While everyone was applauding, Harry Fu whispered in Tiera's ear.

"Don't worry Harry." Tiera said with a smile~www.NovelMTL.com~ His glory is my glory. "

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"You'll know right away." Tiera smiled mysteriously.

Because the applause was too warm, "Gidero Lockhart" had to wave several times to calm down the fierce applause and cheers from the audience.

After everyone's applause finally subsided, "Gidero Lockhart" smiled and said:

"Everyone knows that without the hard work and heroic resistance of our lovely little prophet Tierra, I would never have been able to see through Voldemort's conspiracies, and certainly would not have been able to kill him."

"This Medal of Merlin, First Class." Gilderoy Lockhart waved the medal in his hand and said, "It's not just me, but half of Tierra."

"What else does he want to do?" Professor McGonagall frowned and asked Dumbledore, who was sitting beside her, leaning over.

Dumbledore didn't answer directly, but squinted his eyes and stroked his beard and said, "Look at it."

"So after obtaining Tierra's approval, I made the following decision-"

Gilderoy Lockhart glanced at Dumbledore as if to please and said:

"I have decided to define Tiera Wu as my only legal heir. I have the obligation to discipline, raise, and nurture Tiera. I accept Tiera as my adopted son!"

As soon as Gilderoy Lockhart said this, he was shocked when he sat down.

Dumbledore leaned on the seat with a "surely you're waiting for me here" expression.

"Congratulations, Tiera!" Ron, Hermione, Harry, and other little wizards who were familiar with Tiera all smiled and congratulated Tiera—

Just don't know why, Harry suddenly felt a little sense of loss in his heart.