Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Harry looked at the test paper that Tiera took out, and suddenly there was an endless feeling of despair in his heart.

But when Harry raised his head and met Tiera's unwavering gaze, he knew that he could no longer escape. Tiera must be determined to let him finish these questions.

"Okay, okay I, I, I will try my best to do these questions." Harry said helplessly, then shook his head and tried to cheer up his spirits.

But he was quickly resisted by a warm palm.

"Just shaking your head will not make you have more knowledge in your mind." Tiera joked, "Practice will make you have more knowledge in your mind. Come on, Harry, let's start with this question.

"

Tiera's slender fingers pointed at the test paper now on Harry's desk.

Harry followed Tiera's fingers and his eyes began to fall on the test paper. He read the question content painfully and slowly, and tried to recall the content of Tiera's class, trying to understand the concepts of mathematics and dimensions.

Harry thought about the solution to the problem, and then began to use a pen to calculate on the test paper.

After about ten minutes, Harry stopped writing, paused, and then continued to write a few more strokes like ghostly drawings, and then——

Harry raised his head cautiously, wanting to see what Tiera was doing.

The midsummer morning sun shines in through the mottled windows of the black magic classroom, seeming to coat everything in the classroom with a thin layer of gold.

Tiera was sitting on the high chair behind the podium, holding a book and reading quietly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she always had that calm smile.

"What? It's over? So soon?" As if she noticed Harry's gaze, Tiera raised her eyelids and looked at Harry with her smart eyes.

"Ah, I, I, I, I haven't, um. There is a question that I can't figure out," Harry said awkwardly, "I forgot how to solve it. What I mean is that I recorded it in my notebook, but I didn't bring it with me.

come over."

"Use Taylor to expand." Tiera just said it lightly, then lowered her head and continued to read the book in her hand, "During the exam, you are not allowed to bring notes and other review materials. You have to

Get used to this way."

"Okay, okay." Harry lowered his head at a loss and wanted to continue solving the problem, but for some reason, he always felt confused.

Harry lowered his head and calculated the questions for a while, then looked up at Tiera, looked down at the questions again, and then looked up at Tiera.

Time passed like this minute by minute, and the ticking sound of the modern clock on the wall became the only source of sound in this quiet classroom.

"Look at what I'm doing? Is there an answer on my face?" Tiera closed the book in her hand helplessly, and then gently threw it on the podium.

"Ah no, it's nothing, it's just this question. It's too difficult." Harry said with a red face.

"Half an hour, Harry, it's been half an hour." Tiera came over, reached out and tapped Harry's paper, "You just wrote a question."

"But this question is still wrong." Tiera picked up the paper, scanned it briefly and said.

"I, I, I, I, I" Harry seemed to stutter.

"I understand the pressure on your shoulders, but knowledge changes fate, Harry." Tiera said.