Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"So you must have learned a lot of magic?" Harry asked curiously. He found that Tiera didn't know what she was thinking and was now in a daze, so he had to ask himself.

This Weasley family should be the wizarding family that the pale boy he and Tiera met in Flourish Blossoms Bookstore told them about.

"I heard that you later lived with Muggles." Ron said, "How were they? I heard from Dad that Muggles are a bunch of very cute and interesting people.

"It's too bad. Of course not everyone is like this. Others are pretty good, but my aunts, uncles and cousins ​​are too bad. It would be great if I could have a few wizard brothers."

"Five." Ron said, looking a little unhappy for some reason. "I am the sixth member of our family to go to Hogwarts. You could say that I should follow their example. Bill and Charlie have already graduated.

Now. Bill is the Head Boy and Charlie is the captain of the Quidditch team. Now Percy has become a prefect. Although Fred and George are naughty, their grades are top-notch. Everyone thinks they are very interesting.

They all hope that I can be like them. Then again, if I can do it, it won’t be a big deal, because they did it before me. If you have five brothers, you will never need new things. I wear

Bill's old robes, Charlie's old wand, and Percy's discarded rat."

Inferiority personality.

Tiera instantly judged that even though he was in a daze, he was still listening and seeing all directions.

In fact, the Weasley family is a perfect subject for family psychology research.

From Charlie, Bill, Patsy, the George Fred twins to Ron, they are all boys. They have the same parents and grew up in similar environments, but the personalities of the brothers are completely different.

He doesn't know Charlie and Bill very well, but they should be gentle big brother types; Patsy is power-hungry; George Fred is creative and exploratory, good at research and development; and Ron, although smart, rarely has his own opinions.

, has an inferiority complex and a please personality, which may be related to the fact that he is the youngest son in the family and has lacked attention since childhood.

It's a pity that Tiera's major is not psychology. He only took a few psychology-related elective courses during college, and he fell asleep in most of the classes. Otherwise, he could have been in "The Weasley Family" just by studying the Weasleys.

An article was published in the core journal Acta Psychologica Sinica.

As Ron spoke, he reached into his inner pocket and pulled out a fat gray mouse. It was sleeping. "It's called Scabbers. It's useless and can't wake up all day long. After Percy became a prefect,

My dad gave him an owl, and they couldn't afford it... I mean, Patsy gave me the mouse."

Ron's ears turned red. He seemed to feel that he had talked too much, so he started looking out the window again.

Tiera's eyes lit up after seeing Ron take out Scabbers.

Yes, why did I forget this cute little Peter Pettigrew?

After the Animagus transformed, did his DNA turn into animal DNA? Or did his appearance just change to that of an animal but his DNA was still human DNA? What if Peter Pettigrew in the form of a mouse had intercourse with other female mice?

——If the ancestral chromosomes are replaced, will there be reproductive isolation between the two? Will the remaining offspring be mouse cubs? Or human babies? Or simply a half-human, half-animal monster?

And what will the offspring's DNA look like? Will the offspring exhibit fully human traits? Or fully mouse traits? Or a combination of both?

Will some new traits be produced?

This is all so valuable.

Tiera looked at Peter Pettigrew, who was lying on Ron's lap, with increasingly intense eyes.

Peter Pettigrew, who was still sleeping, seemed to feel Tiera's gaze full of exploration and curiosity, and shuddered all over.

"I...can I touch your mouse?" Tiera said to Ron longingly.

"I don't like birds, and I've always wanted to keep a pet mouse," Tiera said.

"Of course." Although Ron was curious as to why anyone would want to touch his fat, bald mouse, he generously handed Scabbers to Tiera.

As soon as Banban woke up, she found herself being held by a strange child.

Just a little wizard... With this thought, Peter Pettigrew gradually let go of his body and allowed Tiera to give him a comfortable massage.

Maintaining the form of a mouse all year round has affected Peter Pettigrew's cognition.

Although the memory of his previous personality is still there, as time goes by, Pettigrew's behavior becomes more and more like that of a real mouse.

So when Tiera took out a soybean-sized, slightly sweet meatball from the box and handed it to his mouth, he swallowed it without hesitation.

The thing that looked like a small jelly bean actually had a pungent fishy smell.

A normal mouse would like this fishy smell very much.

But Pettigrew was so excited by the fishy smell that he almost jumped up.

"What is this?" Seeing Tiera feeding her mice, Ron couldn't help but ask.

"Tonic." Tiera replied casually, "a medicine invented by Muggles that can extend the life of mice."

"Really?" Ron asked happily.

"Really." Tiera said, anyway, I can guarantee that you, the mouse, can survive until the seventh part.

When Peter jumped up, Tiera easily pushed him back down.

The original recipe for this pill came from a curse he created on the Hypor Tablets to tame ferocious snakes.

Combining your own blood with a spell and feeding it to snakes can make even the most ferocious pythons become as docile as kittens.

Hyperor didn't give the drug a name, so Tiera called it Hyperor Pills.

On the basis of Hypor pills, Merlin added snake-bone flowers, the roots of sunflower and mercury, so that this pill can have a wide range of effects on other magical animals.

This is also the key to Merlin's ability to tame the fire dragon in the legend.

Almost all dragons are violent and restless in nature. Even the smartest Swiss Brachysaurus cannot be tamed like a kitten or puppy.

Only by using more powerful violence to create a large enough psychological shadow on these cruel creatures can they be exploited.

Soon, Peter Pettigrew stopped struggling in Tiera's hands, and instead lay on Tiera's lap as if asleep.

"Tiera!" Ron was anxious when he saw Scabbers lying listlessly on Tiera's lap.

"Do your Muggle pills really work?" Ron asked. This mouse has been in their house for ten years. Although Ron dislikes this pet, he still has deep feelings for this mouse in his heart.

They are his friends second only to his family.

"Don't worry, it will definitely help." Tiera herself was not sure, "If anything happens, I will give you an owl."

"Oh, okay then." Ron suddenly felt relieved and even hoped that something would happen to Scabbers.