Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Harry handed his course selection list to Professor McGonagall.

"Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbal Medicine, Transfiguration... it's all no problem. I have to say, I'm very satisfied with your Transfiguration class, Potter, very satisfied. So, why don't you choose Potions class? I

Do you remember that your ambition is to be an Auror?" McGonagall asked.

"Yes, but you once told me that I had to get O, Professor."

"Snape stipulates this, but Professor Slughorn is very willing to accept students who have obtained E. Are you ready to take Potions class now?"

"Yes," Harry said, "but I didn't buy any books or materials for Potions..."

"I guarantee that Professor Slug will lend it to you." Professor McGonagall said, "Okay, Potter, here is your class schedule. Oh, by the way, there are twenty applicants who want to attend Gryphon.

If there are more Quidditch teams, I will give you the list in my class, and you can choose them sometime."

"Okay, Mai..."

Before Harry could finish speaking, Professor McGonagall hurriedly walked toward the next group of students.

There are too many students enrolling this year, and Professor McGonagall is extremely busy. Everything must be done as soon as possible.

"My course selection list..." Ron stared blankly at Professor McGonagall's back and said, "I haven't handed it in yet..."

A few minutes later, Ron trotted over and handed his course selection list to Professor McGonagall, and then left the table with Harry and Tiera.

"Look." Ron looked at the class schedule happily, "There are no classes now, nor after the morning recess... There are still no classes after lunch... That's great."

They returned to the college common room, where there was no one there except for a few seventh graders.

"Um... Tiera, I remember... I remember you had classes in the morning," Harry said.

"You don't have to go to class if you have one, right?" Tiera was sitting on the sofa, with many notebooks and scratch papers floating in front of him. He seemed to be calculating something now, "Anyway, I just need to complete my homework on time and do well in the final exam.

If you take the exam, you can always get an O in the end."

"I think you should get this, well done," Katie Bell, an old member of the Gryffindor team, said, pointing to the badge on Harry's chest, "Tell me when you're going to start selecting players!"

"Don't be stupid." Harry said, "You don't need to participate in the selection. I have watched you play for five years..."

"You can't start like this." Katie warned, "You know, there are people outside the team who play better than me. If the captain keeps appointing old players or his friends, a good team will be ruined...

…”

Ron, looking a little unnatural, started playing with the fanged flying saucer Hermione had confiscated from the fourth-year students. It hovered around the room, screaming and trying to bite the tapestry.

Crookshanks' yellow eyes followed and hissed as the saucer approached.

An hour later they left the Gryffindor common room and arrived at the Dark Arts classroom on the third floor of Hogwarts Castle——

It was originally Myrtle's abandoned girls' bathroom, but it was slightly renovated by Tiera and turned into a black magic classroom.

Compared with the old and abandoned bathroom before, the space of the black magic classroom seems to be much larger. The two rows of toilets and stalls on both sides have disappeared, and the tiles on the floor have been replaced with wooden tiles one after another.

floor.

One after another, tables like experimental tables filled the entire classroom, with only a little space left at the end of the classroom next to a huge, circular experimental table.

When Harry, Ron, and Tiera arrived, Hermione sat down in the classroom seat early.

Professor Tiera also stood beside the circular experimental table early, seeming to be waiting for everyone to enter.

Soon, the entire classroom was full, but the flow of people entering from the entrance did not stop.

Tiera, who was standing on the podium, waved her hand——

The entire classroom expanded again and became larger, with rows and rows of experimental benches and seats growing out of the floor like plant sprouts emerging from the ground, until all students who entered the classroom had seats.

"Very well, welcome, my dear classmates, welcome to the black magic classroom." After seeing that every student had a seat and no more students entered the classroom, Professor Tiera stood on the podium and said slowly

She spoke slowly, and then Tiera raised her hand and shook it gently in mid-air.

A list appeared in Tiera's hand, and Tiera flipped it through casually.

"There are a total of one hundred and eighty-seven students officially registered for the black magic course." Tiera said slowly, "This includes all registered students in seven grades, but obviously, the number of people sitting in our classroom now

It’s much more than that.”

Obviously, most wizarding families prohibit their children from taking this course, but they themselves can't help being curious about black magic courses or thirsting for power, so they secretly come to Tiera's class, hoping to fish in troubled waters.

,listen and see.

But I didn’t expect that there were so many people trying to fish in troubled waters that in the end the classroom was almost not enough.

"But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Tiera said with a smile, "The door of knowledge is always open to you. Even students who have not chosen this course are welcome to attend the lecture."

"But students who did not choose this course on the course selection list cannot use it as credits." Tiera said with a smile, "To put it bluntly, you can't take anything with you except knowledge."

"Our course will not be divided into classes according to grade, but according to the level of magic knowledge mastered by each student, it will be divided into slow class, ordinary class, fast class, and practical class." Tiera said, "After all, even if

Students of the same grade have different magical knowledge. Some students have mastered most of the spells that Hogwarts graduates can master when they first enter school, while some students do not know the magic until they graduate.

From now on, I will only be able to use the Forgetting Curse."

"So in this class we will conduct a short test first..." Tiera waved her hand, and six pieces of kraft paper appeared on each student's experimental table. The kraft paper was densely filled with questions. Only

A small part is multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions, which take up about two pieces of kraft paper. The remaining four pieces of kraft paper are all various calculation questions, proof questions and essay questions, and there is enough space for them to write them.

process.

"The time limit is four hours." Tiera said with a smile, "This exam will not be included in the total score, but your class will be determined based on your score."

"But, Tiera..." Ron raised his hand and said.

"It's Professor Tiera!" Tiera, who was standing on the podium, corrected lightly and then motioned for Ron to tell his question.

"But Professor Tiera...it will be our lunch time in an hour and a half..." Ron muttered.

"There's no need to worry about this." Tiela stretched out her hand and pressed her left eye.

Time in this classroom began to spin at a steady pace like a gear.

"While you are completing the test, I will speed up the passage of time in this classroom." Tiera chuckled and said, "When you finish the test and go out, you will find that you are only in this classroom.

A quarter of an hour."

"Okay, now...the exam begins!"