Harry Potter and the Old Ones

After Tierra came out of the library, she went directly to the Transfiguration classroom between the third and second floors.

It was only five past eight, and the Transfiguration classroom was very empty, except for Tierra, there was only one little witch.

Know who it is without thinking.

"Hi Tierra." Seeing Tierra coming in, the little witch greeted, and it was Hermione Granger.

"I heard from the portrait that you went out after six o'clock this morning. I didn't see you in the restaurant. Where have you been?"

"I went to the library," said Tierra, sitting next to Hermione, and took out three books from her backpack, one was the "Basic Transformation Guide" they were going to learn in this class, and the other two were his books. The "Principles of Potion" and "Introduction to Alchemy" I just borrowed.

""Principles of Potion"? "Introduction to Alchemy"? Tierra, these are books for senior grades, and you shouldn't be reading them at this time!" Hermione screamed in a voiceless voice.

"Well... I'm just interested, just to see, not to study, if it's not suitable, I will return it." Tierra said with some embarrassment, feeling that the little witch in front of her is a bit too much.

"That's good." The little witch seemed to be relieved and said, "It's not good to be ambitious in learning. I understand your desire to learn magic well, but we should start with our most basic books. Look at my book. , "Great Discovery of Modern Magic", it is very suitable for our current grade to read." Hermione said a little "sincerely", and showed Tierra the cover of the thick book in her hand.

"Okay, thank you for your suggestion." Tierra responded with a smile.

Although he found Hermione a bit annoying, he respected all bright students.

At least Tierra asked herself that at Hermione's age, she didn't have the ability to hold a thick book and study hard.

So even though Tierra felt that Hermione was too lenient, Tierra still responded to her politely.

Polite, yet distant, he thanked Hermione for her suggestion.

The two of them just read a book quietly.

Hermione was previewing The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, while Tierra was reading The Principles of Potions.

Until the little wizard gradually arrived.

However, when it was time for class, Mag stepped into the classroom, and there were still two seats vacant.

This is a magical castle. Its classrooms will be automatically adjusted every class, and the seats will be no more, no less, just enough to accommodate every student.

"It seems that we have another student who is late." Professor McGonagall said seriously.

"You guys preview first." After speaking, Professor McGonagall changed into a tiger-striped bobcat, crawling on the teacher's desk.

"Huh~" Harry and Ron hurried to the classroom a few minutes later.

"It's a good thing we caught up, otherwise, can you imagine Professor McGonagall's expression when he sees us being late?"

As soon as Ron finished his sentence, he saw the tiger-striped shorthair cat lying on the teacher's desk lightly jumped, and when it landed, it had turned into an elderly witch in emerald green robes with a serious expression.

"This is really blood mother hell cool." Ron sighed.

"Thank you, Mr. Weasley." Professor McGonagall grinned, "Maybe I should turn you and Mr. Potter into a pocket watch, so at least one of you can keep time."

"We're lost," Harry said.

"Maybe it becomes a map?" McGonagall said. "You don't need a map to find your seats, do you?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, hurriedly found the only two empty seats in this classroom and sat down.

Tierra, who had just learned about Professor McGonagall's old news from Mrs. Pince, looked at Harry and Ron with some pity.

These two poor little guys couldn't even imagine how close they were to becoming a pocket watch just now.

"Transfiguration is the most complicated and dangerous spell in your Hogwarts class." Professor McGonagall saw that everyone was seated, stood on the podium and cleared his throat, "Anyone who wants to be in my class If you're naughty, I'll ask him out and never let him in again. I warned you."

She then turned her lectern into a pig and back again.

The students were all fascinated and wanted to start learning right away, but they soon realized that it would take a long time to turn furniture into animals.

After they had jotted down a mountain of intricate notes, she gave them each a match and began to make them try to become a needle.

Those notes are difficult for young wizards at this stage.

But for Tiera, it was just junior high school physics and chemistry.

Although the description is different, Tierra can still tell from the numbers on the notes and the so-called "magic model", that this is the atomic configuration and atomic mass of iron, and the analysis of the spatial structure of a needle.

Of course, they are all described in a literary way that can stimulate the imagination of young wizards, rather than rigorous mathematics and chemical configurations.

But these have long been in Tierra's mind.

In other words, anyone who goes to college will have these things in their minds.

So when Tierra waved his wand, chanted spells, and thought about these knowledge in his mind, the match placed on the table turned into a tiny iron needle very easily.

"Very good, Tiera, very good." Professor McGonagall said, showing a rare smile to Tiera, "Five points for Gryffindor."

The class the class was really looking forward to was Defense Against the Dark Arts.

But Quirrell taught the lesson almost as a joke.

The classroom where he taught was filled with the smell of garlic, which everyone said was meant to drive away a vampire he met in Romania, fearing that the vampire would come back and get him.

Quirrell told them that his scarf was a gift from an African prince who thanked him for helping him free himself from the revenants, but no one could really believe his story.

First of all, when Seamus. When Finnigan impatiently asked Professor Quirrell how he defeated the reanimated zombies, the professor blushed and mumbled about the weather.

Secondly, they noticed that his large scarf also smelled strangely, and the Weasley twin insisted that it must also be stuffed with garlic.

In this way, no matter where Professor Quirrell goes, he has protection.

Quirrell's class was filled with laughter and laughter.

Almost all the little wizards were laughing at this defense against the dark arts teacher who was timid and had a bit of a stutter.

But only Tierra didn't smile.

Tierra is not a brat, college life made him understand one thing, no matter how incompetent, funny, or annoying the teacher is, never put the conflict with the teacher on the table.

What's more, this teacher is not without real talents.

The back of his head is the most terrifying and cruel Dark Lord in the British wizarding world today.

Thinking of this, Tierra couldn't laugh even if she wanted to.

The Hogwarts junior class ended at 3:30 in the afternoon, and after that, their flying class was on Tuesday, so Tierra didn't choose to mess with cats and dogs everywhere with those brats, so the time wasted a lot. He was long past that age.

Instead, go to the library to read with the little adult Hermione.

Also pulled on Ron and Harry by the way.

After a day of class, Harry found that although there were many children from wizarding families, everyone and himself were no more than dwarfs and dwarfs.

Although Harry was greatly relieved, Tierra's attitude made him care again.

After class, he realized that Tierra seemed to be a different person.

Unlike the humorous, considerate, and warm big brother when we first met, once in class, once holding homework books and homework questions, Tierra began to become terribly serious.

The expression on his face when he is meticulous is like Professor McGonagall or Mrs. Pince in the library.