Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

After-school time in sixth grade was not as relaxing and enjoyable as Ron once thought -

Ron thought that by choosing fewer classes, he would have more time to do the things he wanted to do, such as practicing hard to get into the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

But even though Ron had tried his best to take as few courses as possible, the large amount of homework still occupied most of his time every day, making him feel like he was going through an exam every day.

In addition, the courses have become more difficult than before

In recent days, Harry and Ron were confused by half of what Professor McGonagall taught them every day. Even Hermione had to ask Professor McGonagall to repeat what she taught once or twice, or to

He kept asking questions during physical education class until he became impatient with the questions.

But what is unbelievable is that although Hermione's complaints are increasing, Harry's best subject suddenly becomes Potions. Hermione thinks this is thanks to "Half-Blood Prince", and Tiera seems to be doing it for

Give Harry general confidence and attribute all this to Harry's own talent and hard work.

"Look Harry." Tiera once said earnestly, "You also lent this book to Ron and Hermione...but they couldn't even read it-"

"It's not that I can't stand it." Hermione, who was busy writing a paper on transfiguration, suddenly raised her head and stared at Tiera with piercing eyes, "I just think that his blind writing and drawing are completely meaningless!"

"Okay, okay." Tiera shrugged helplessly, "It means you have a connection with the original owner of this book, Harry... maybe you guys will have a lot to talk about."

"Well..." Harry nodded silently. He didn't know why. Tiera was clearly comforting him and cheering him up, but Harry always heard a hint of it in Tiera's tone.

A feeling of schadenfreude.

The sixth-year defense class taught by Snape and the fast class of Tiera's dark arts class both require students to cast spells silently when using spells in class, while in the practical class of black magic class, students are required to cast spells silently.

Jela required the students in the class to cast spells without a wand in addition to silent spells.

Of course, the students in the slow class of the black magic class are still consolidating their connection with magic calculations, and the students in the ordinary class are still learning the construction of magic configurations.

Thanks to the training provided by Dumbledore's Army, most of the fifth and sixth grade students in Gryffindor are assigned to fast classes and practical classes.

This makes the atmosphere in the Gryffindor common room and the self-study classes of fifth and sixth grade students a bit depressing, because now no matter whether it is in Dark Arts class, Defense class, Charms class, or Transfiguration class, everyone has to use spells silently.

.

When Harry looked around at his classmates in the common room or at lunchtime, he would often see them turning purple, as if they had taken too much Unipol, but he knew they were all working hard and quietly practicing.

Spell.

Going to the plant greenhouse became a kind of relaxation. Although they were assigned plants that were more dangerous than those in the herbal medicine class, here at least they could shout loudly when poisonous tentacles suddenly grabbed them from behind.

Call it out.

Too much homework and crazy practice of silent spells have prevented Harry, Ron and Hermione from visiting Hagrid for a long time, and Hagrid has stopped coming to the staff table for dinner. This is not a big deal.

A good sign, several times when they met Hagrid in the corridor or on the playground, he didn't notice them or hear them say hello to him.

"We have to go find him and explain." Hermione said during breakfast on the third Saturday, looking at Hagrid's empty chair next to the staff table.

"But, we have a Quidditch tryout this morning!" Ron said dissatisfied, "The Magic Team's Quaffle is still waiting for us to practice! Even if we go, what's the explanation? How are we going to tell him?

We hate this stupid homework? And hasn’t Tiera already told us that we have a conflict with our curriculum..."

"We don't hate it!" Hermione retorted, "I, I, I just... just think that we... as good friends, we should talk to Hagrid face to face...

..You know, just...communication...and I always feel like lying like this to our good friends is not a good idea..."

"Then you can tell yourself, I haven't forgotten those squids," Ron said stubbornly, "I'm telling you, if we go now, we will just jump into the fire pit ourselves. Didn't you hear what he was going to do to him?"

What are you doing, stupid brother? If we stay there, we will have to teach Graup how to tie his shoes."

"But I don't want to keep not talking to Hagrid like this." Hermione said distractedly, "This makes me feel... like I'm bullying him..."

"We can go after the Quidditch trials." Harry promised. In fact, he also missed Hagrid, although he also felt that like Ron, it would be best not to meet Grawp.

"But the selection may take the whole morning, and there are many people who signed up." He felt a little nervous about the first difficulty he faced after becoming captain, "I don't know why our team suddenly became so popular...

..I really hope Tiera can come with me..."

Harry looked around nervously——

The seat in the classroom that belonged to Tiera was also empty.

This morning was the slow class of the Dark Arts class, so the professor Tiera finished her breakfast early and left early, while the student Tiera ran to Horace Slughol with a notebook in her arms early in the morning.

In En's office, he said he went to ask for advice——

Tiera has been like this almost every weekend since her first Potions lesson. She goes to Horace Slughorn's office early in the morning to ask questions, and then returns to her dormitory very late.

Harry didn't know that Tiera was so smart and knowledgeable, so she still had any questions to ask.

"Oh, come on, Harry." Hermione suddenly became impatient, "You should hurry up and be independent. It's not Quidditch that's popular, it's you! It's you! It's you!"

Hermione's tone of voice became higher and higher each time.

"You're very interesting and, frankly, very talented," Hermione said.

Ron knocked on the table with a large piece of kipper. Hermione glanced at him contemptuously, then turned to look at Harry.

"Now everyone knows that you have known the truth, right? Now the entire wizarding world has to admit that it was you who saw Voldemort come back, and it was you who led us all to bravely go to the Ministry of Magic to fight against the Death Eaters last semester, right?"

"Hermione cheered Harry up.

"But it was Tiera who defeated Voldemort in the end..." Harry defended weakly, "If Tiera could-"

"But you are the chosen one." Ron suddenly interrupted, "And you don't know as many creepy spells as Tiera. Believe me, Harry, from the time I was about to enter Quidditch

As for the team's candidate players, I would rather face you alone during the team selection, rather than facing you with a Tiera standing next to you... To be honest, let's face it.

We are all a little...well...all a little bit reluctant to let go..."