Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"The Philosopher's Stone refined by Tiera and Horace Slughorn seems to have a time limit," Harry whispered, and then told Hermione exactly what he had just been thinking about.

"It makes sense." Hermione nodded and thought thoughtfully, while looking at Harry with approval, "You finally learned to think."

"Wha, what, what do you mean I finally learned to think?" Harry's face turned red and he said dissatisfied.

"Then the question is when will Nico Flamel become a god?" Hermione did not continue to joke, but thought seriously.

"Why do you want to know this?" Ron said with a roasted chicken leg in his hand, "And didn't Tiera agree to help you refine the magic stone together? Won't you know if you ask then?"

"That's right!" Hermione was stunned for a moment, then slapped her forehead and said with sudden realization, "I can ask Tiera directly why I didn't think of it."

Ron shrugged and continued to chew on his drumstick.

At breakfast the next day, pieces of letter paper, accompanied by gifts after gifts, flew in from the window of the auditorium hall, clattering and falling in front of the corresponding little wizard——

Due to the expansion of Hogwarts, the number of young wizards living on campus has increased dramatically. Therefore, after the first teacher seminar, Investigator Tiera and Professor Tiera jointly proposed to cancel the tradition of owls entering the restaurant to deliver food, and instead A special letter room was opened next to the owl house. Instead, the owls were allowed to deliver the letters and stationery to the letter room. Then the students who were punished in solitary confinement, or the students who were willing to work-study, used the retrieval spell or the dispatch spell to return the letters. delivered to their respective owners.

The effect of this reform is extremely good, and it has been welcomed and praised by teachers and students, because now we no longer have the nausea of ​​having the same pale white bird droppings fall into our porridge. Something happens, or the owls finally stop knocking over the sandwiches, milk, sausages and fried eggs in their hands while enjoying their food.

"Aha!" A light yellow letter and a dark brown kraft paper package flew towards Harry like rockets——

But it seems that Harry is the captain of the Quidditch team and has been a Seeker for five years. When he saw the package and the letter flying towards him, but still did not slow down, he had already pulled out his wand and waved at the package. ——

The package and letter suddenly stopped in front of Harry almost at the same time, and then fell from the air as if they had lost all power——

"哐——"

"Hey!" Sitting in front of Harry was a first-year, maybe second-, third- or fourth-year-old wizard, touching the top of his head dissatisfied——

The package just stopped and fell right above his head.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!" Harry said very embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry!"

Similar things happened throughout the auditorium.

Some were directly hit in the face by their own packages, while others, like Harry, stopped the packages in time but hit the classmates next to them.

- This is where this new reform falls short.

It would be nice if the students who were on duty in the mail room that day were some senior students who were proficient in magic. Most of these packages could be delivered to the table in front of each student smoothly and safely.

If there are some junior students or some senior students who are not good at academics who are on duty that day.

Then there will be a situation like today.

But even so, it's still much better than eating bird poop and feathers.

"I don't know who is on duty today." Hermione complained helplessly. She also received a letter, but fortunately it was just a thin paper letter. Then Hermione was photographed, unable to dodge, and was photographed by the letter paper. On the face.

"Well, it seems to be Neville and a third-year transfer student, Rabib Cullen." Tiera, who was also sitting together for breakfast, said.

"Neville, no wonder." Hermione took the envelope from her face and rubbed her face which was slightly red.

"Who sent it to you, Harry?" Hermione quickly looked at her letter. It was from her parents. It was basically some daily routine. Hermione finished reading it quickly and was going to return to the dormitory to give it to her parents. Write a reply.

"Sirius." Harry first opened the brown paper outside the large package, revealing a somewhat worn small suitcase inside, as well as a letter attached to the suitcase.

"What's in the letter?" Ron asked, then naturally took the suitcase and wanted to open it.

"Nothing, just open it." Harry waved the letter happily, "Sirius went traveling after I went to Hogwarts. This is his trip from Albania, Venice, Mount Athos, Frankfurt, Munich, Paris also has souvenirs brought back from magical societies elsewhere.”

"What are these?" Ron couldn't wait to open the traceless extension box and took out piles and piles of things from the box -

Most of them are bottles and jars containing some thick, unknown liquids. Some of them look like magic potions, and more of them look like random soups or pickles, as hard as rocks. The same bread, bacon that looked like it could be used as a bat, a very small number of books, wood carvings and stone seals that looked like antiques.

"What are these?" Hermione looked at the pile of tattered things in confusion.

"Ah" Harry obviously didn't know what to say and looked through the letter.

The envelope that came with the package contained at least ten pages of letter paper, most of which contained Sirius's travels between these countries in the past few months.

At the end of the letter, Sirius wrote:

"I'm really sorry, Harry, I can't bring you some decent souvenirs like I did before. At least the gold galleons I hold are no different from the more beautiful small bottle caps in these places."

"About two months ago, these countries signed the "Trade Agreement" with the newly established British Magical Federation, and finalized the export items and prices. In addition to finished potions and magical items, it also includes various All kinds of living herbs and magical animals are exported from these countries in large quantities and imported into the British Magical Federation, and at the same time, massive amounts of gold galleons are continuously flowing to these countries."

"Soon, small magic circles such as Greece and Albania declared bankruptcy. They had a huge amount of gold galleons, but they could hardly find any materials for brewing potions and making magic items in their country and nearby countries. , their entire magical world’s economic system and magical environment have been completely bankrupt.”