Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"He's not serious, is he?" Harry, who found himself a bit unusual, asked Percy quietly.

"Impossible," Percy frowned at Dumbledore and said, "The strange thing is that wherever we are not allowed to go, he usually explains the reasons. For example, there are many dangerous beasts in the woods, and everyone knows this.

I think he should at least make it clear to our prefects."

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore said loudly. Harry found that the smiles of other teachers seemed to freeze, even Hagrid was no exception.

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, twisting and coiling like a snake above the high dining table, forming lines of text.

"Everyone chooses the tune he likes." Dumbledore said, "Get ready and sing!"

Then all the teachers and students sang loudly: "Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us knowledge, whether we are bald old people or children with broken knees, we

The mind can accept some interesting things."

"Because now our minds are empty and full of air, dead flies and trivial things. Teach us some valuable knowledge and give us back what we have forgotten. You just have to do your best and leave the rest to us. We will study hard.

, until it turns into dung.”

Everyone finished singing the school song smoothly.

The Weasley twins sitting on both sides of Tiera continued to sing along with the slow melody of the "Funeral March". Dumbledore used his wand to conduct the last few bars for them. When they finished singing, he applauded the loudest.

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"Music!" he said, "more charming than anything we do here! It's bedtime now. Let's go back to the dormitories."

Tiera followed Percy and the other first-year Gryffindor wizards out of the dining room and climbed the ever-moving marble steps.

"I will definitely get lost," Tiera said.

There is more fighting here than in the movie, and the complex staggered movements between stairs make this castle like a moving maze.

"Yeah, there are too many stairs here, and they keep moving." Harry agreed behind him, yawning as he spoke.

He was too sleepy, too full, exhausted from meeting new friends and exhausted from being sorted into a hospital.

Patsy led them through a corridor filled with whispering portraits, through layers of curtains, and into a deep corridor.

At the front of the corridor, a bundle of canes was floating in the air. Patsy was only one step away from the people behind him, so the people behind him jumped towards him.

"It's Peeves," Percy said to the first-year students with some disgust, "a ghost who likes to play pranks."

He raised his voice again and said, "Peeves, reveal yourself."

What answered him was a loud, harsh, popping sound like a balloon deflating.

"Are you asking me to find Bloody Barrow?"

With a sound of "poof-", a fat, ball-like dwarf suddenly appeared, with a pair of evil black eyes and a big mouth, floating cross-legged in the air, holding the bundle of canes firmly with both hands.

"Hohoho!" He chuckled evilly, "It turns out to be the annoying little kid from the first grade! It's so fun!"

He suddenly rushed towards Tiera and the others, which frightened the little wizards standing in the front rows.

"Go away, Peeves, or I'll tell Bloody Baron that this is no joke!" Percy yelled.

Peeves stuck out his tongue and disappeared. His cane hit Neville right on the head, and then they heard him fly away, his armor clanking as he passed.

"You should be on guard against Peeves." Percy said, leading everyone forward. "Only Bloody Barrow and Principal Dumbledore can restrain him. He can't even control the words of us prefects."

Can’t listen…we’re here.”

There is a portrait hanging at the end of the corridor. In the portrait, a very rich woman is wearing a layered pink palace dress.

"Password?" she asked.

"Dragons." Patsy replied.

The painting swayed forward, revealing a circular hole in the wall. After they all walked through the hole, they found that they had arrived in the Gryffindor common room.

It was a cozy circular room, fanned out around an unlit fireplace and filled with plush armchairs.

Patsy guided the little witches through one door to their dormitories, and then led the boys through another door.

Going up a spiral staircase, they were apparently in a tower.

A minute later, Tiera and Harry finally found their bunks, five four-poster beds hung with dark red flannel curtains.

Five luxurious beds form a circle around the central stove.

In addition to Tiera, Harry and Ron, the Gryffindor swordsman Neville Longbottom and the demolition wizard Seamus Finnigan were also in this dormitory.

Their boxes and pets had already been delivered, including the boxes containing books that Tiera had sent long ago, and they were all lying quietly next to his bed.

The five little wizards, even Tiera, were exhausted and didn't want to talk any more. They all put on their pajamas and fell down to sleep.

Hmm... Only Tiera took out the toothpaste and toothbrush from her bag and went to the dormitory toilet to brush her teeth and wipe her face with a towel.

No matter how tired you are, you have to keep it tidy.

I definitely won't be able to take a shower today.

Tiera thought with some regret that even though he had learned the cleaning spell by himself long ago, he still enjoyed the pleasure of taking a bath.

But he didn't even use the cleaning spell today.

Because he was really tired today, and not just from the several hours of train travel.

In addition to spending more of Tiera's energy on resisting the prying eyes of the Sorting Hat, he also allocated part of his magic power to maintain the existence of those cursed worms. Otherwise, once his magic power is exhausted, these cursed worms will be destroyed.

The worms cannot survive, and they will immediately find the nearest living thing to parasitize.

Although Tierra has been studying magic for more than five years since he was six years old, he has read everything in Merlin's notebook. In terms of the accumulation of advanced magic knowledge, he thinks that he is as good as this school.

Any little wizard.

However, due to the lack of basic knowledge and the limitation of magic power, his use of magic is still at the rookie level.

Because of this, the Merlin pills he gave to Peter Pettigrew had gradually lost their effectiveness.

This pill is essentially a curse. Although it can control magical creatures after Merlin's improvement, the strength of this control effect depends on its own magic power.

With Tiera's current magic level, it's already great that she can control the train from driving to now. If it were Ron or Neville, the Merlin pills might only be effective for an hour.

"Well, it's better to use this pill sparingly," Tiera thought.

I don’t know if I will develop resistance if I use it too much.

Tiera fell asleep on the bed after brushing her teeth, without even saying good night to Harry.

In addition to relying on potions, the wizard's magic power can only be restored through rest, that is, sleep.

Harry quickly fell asleep, and soon, the only sound left in the dormitory was the sound of even breathing.