Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

The final reward, of course, went to Tiera's hands without any surprise.

Although Harry also brewed the correct potion of living hell according to Snape's notes, because he was not as skilled as Tiera, when Horace Slughorn shouted "stop", Harry's

The Living Hell Potion still needs a few counter-clockwise rotations before it is completely brewed. This makes Harry's Living Hell Potion still have sporadic lavender fluorescence, which looks far less clear than Tiera's pot of clear and transparent liquid.

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"Perfect! Perfect!" Horace Slughorn praised, "I dare say it only takes one drop to kill all of us!"

As he spoke, Horace Slughorn took out the bottle of golden liquid from his pocket and handed it to Tiera's hand.

"Thank you, Professor." Tiera said gently.

Regarding this result, no matter Harry, Hermione, Ron or other students who chose this course, they were not surprised. After all, Tiera had demonstrated his unparalleled magical ability as early as the fourth grade.

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This ability did not end with his death. Instead, in the next more than a year, he was resurrected in some extremely incredible form and quickly seized the power of the British Ministry of Magic, completing a task that even Voldemort had not completed.

achievements.

Of course, those little wizards from outside the UK have always been skeptical about the rumors about Tiera. Obviously, they do not believe that such a little wizard can do the things in the rumors.

But whether they believed it or not, it could not change the result of Tiera taking the small bottle of Fuling Potion from Horace Slughorn.

"Use it well..." Horace Slughorn preached habitually, and then suddenly realized that the target of this sermon seemed unnecessary, so the rest of his words just turned into a few coughs.

Whisper.

After the Potions class, it was time for dinner. Even Hermione, who loved learning the most, was not willing to stay in the cold and damp basement with a hungry stomach.

So soon, the students who had just been enjoying the fun of knowledge in Horace Slughorn's class immediately filed out of the hall as soon as they heard the bell and headed towards the warm hall on the first floor, where the aroma of food wafted.

Walk away.

Looking at the little wizards disappearing one by one, Horace Slughorn smiled gently, then turned around and began to put away the three pots of potions on the podium.

"Professor Slughorn!" a sudden voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah!" Horace Slughorn was obviously startled. His hand shook slightly, and a few drops of the love potion spilled out, with a faint salty smell and the fragrance of green grass under the sun.

The smell of old clothes that had been washed repeatedly entered Tiera's nostrils.

"Oh, mention, Tiera..." Horace Slughorn turned around and saw Investigator Tiera standing behind him. After heaving a sigh of relief, his nerves returned.

It became tense.

[Tiera is a very sneaky kid, I have to be careful about him.]

Tiera easily understood Horace Slughorn's inner thoughts.

"Your lecture today was very good, Professor Slughorn." Investigator Tiera threw the notebook and pen in her hand into the air, and they disappeared into the air like illusory bubbles. "It's really wonderful.

It has benefited me a lot.”

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

"But I still have a question that I would like to ask you privately." Tiera narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.