Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 191 The First Blow Chapter 87 Little Bitch Malfoy
"Are you all alright?" Hagrid shouted over the many heads.

Tyella, Harry, Hermione, and Ron waved to him, but they didn't have a chance to speak to him because the people around them were pushing them forward along the platform.

Tierra, Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed the rest of the school’s students down a rough, muddy road where at least a hundred carriages awaited the remaining students, each pulled by an invisible horse.

Hey! Tierra!

Just then, a clear, crisp sound rang out.

Tiera looked in the direction of the sound—

A little witch with platinum blonde hair was sitting in an empty carriage, waving to Tiera.

"Luna!" Tierra said with a smile, then ran towards Luna.

"Why are you dressed so lightly?" Tiera noticed that Luna's lips were blue from the cold.

“I’m not cold,” Luna said.

"Aren't you cold? Your hands are freezing!" Tiera said, touching Luna's hand. "Did your roommate bully you again?"

"Oh...no, no, nothing," Luna said, quickly pulling her hand back. "The scorpion hook hid my thick clothes, I..."

Before Luna could finish speaking, Tiera took off her wizard's robe and covered Luna with it.

“Wear mine first,” Tierra said. “You’re still young, it would be troublesome if you caught a cold.”

Anyway, Tyella himself was wearing the "parasite" that could automatically control its temperature, so the outermost wizard's robe was dispensable to him.

In order to deepen the revolutionary friendship between "Gidrolohart" and Xenophilius, Tiera felt it was necessary and obligatory to take care of Xenophilius's daughter, Lunalovgood, at the school.

Xenophilius is a half-baked coward with the weakness and compromising nature of the petty bourgeoisie.

But Luna is different; Luna is a Ravenclaw with a Gryffindor spirit.

Fortunately, Xenophilius's values ​​followed those of his daughter.

Therefore, by holding onto Luna, they essentially secured their propaganda tool.

Moreover, Luna, such a quiet little girl, always reminded Tiera of his and his girlfriend's unborn future daughter, who only existed in their imagination.

Tiera was genuinely fond of her talent and wanted to give her the best of everything she had, even if it was free.

"Oh... thank you... thank you," Luna said, her head bowed.

Meanwhile, behind Tiera, in a place Tiera could not see—

Hermione was gripping Harry's sleeve tightly, her eyes gleaming, her cheeks puffed out in anger, looking like she'd seen a ghost.

Harry's expression was similar.

After staring at Tierra for a while, Harry, Hermione, and Ron also got into the carriage.

And once the door was closed, the carriage started moving automatically.

The journey was bumpy and uneven, and there was a faint smell of mustiness and straw inside the carriage.

The carriage rolled forward, with a pair of magnificent cast-iron gates ahead, flanked by many stone pillars and winged wild boars. Tierra noticed that the large crater he had blasted at the school gate last semester had been filled in.

A tall Dementor floated on either side of the iron gates of Hogwarts.

When they noticed Tiera's gaze, the two Dementors turned and approached the carriage where Tiera was—

But the Auror standing inside the iron gate stopped him.

"Hey, isn't this Tierra?" As Tierra stepped off the carriage, he heard a strange voice coming from the front. Draco Malfoy pushed through the crowd and came over. "You fainted? I heard you were scared unconscious by the Dementors on the train?" After his third year, Malfoy had also started to grow up. He was tall and slender, his platinum blonde hair was neatly styled, and his originally thin face had become a little fuller, giving him a delicate, porcelain doll-like appearance.

Draco Malfoy was followed by two burly men, Crabbe and Goyle.

Clearly, Draco Malfoy harbored thoughts of revenge after learning that Voldemort was no longer possessing Tyella.

Draco Malfoy was especially furious after learning that the private conversation before Christmas was likely Tyrell's own doing after breaking free from Voldemort's control.

How could Draco Malfoy, the Little Tyrant, the Platinum Aristocrat, possibly swallow this insult?

After confirming this with his father, Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy spent the entire summer plotting how to deal with Tyrell.

"Don't think you're all right now, Mudblood!" Draco Malfoy approached Tyella, then looked down at her—

Tiera then noticed that Draco Malfoy seemed to have grown quite a bit taller.

Draco Malfoy, who was originally about the same height as Tiera, is now half a head taller than Tiera.

“I’ve seen this trick of yours countless times. You use the Imperius Curse as an excuse to do something bad, but you can’t fool me,” Draco Malfoy said. “If you hadn’t found such a good foster father, you’d be in Azkaban by now!”

Tierra: ...

The trick you mentioned...

Is this the one your dad used?
Tierra didn't want to bother with this little coward, but since you asked for it—

Tiera raised her leg, just as she was about to deliver a powerful knee strike between his legs—

Malfoy glared arrogantly at Professor Lupin, taking in the patches on Professor Lupin's robe and his tattered trunk.

Malfoy chuckled, his voice laced with sarcasm, and said:

"Oh, no, Professor—"

Then he gave Crabbe and Goyle a look and led them up the stone steps into the castle.

Tierra had no choice but to put her leg down and then walk into the castle with Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the other young wizards.

Tierra urgently needs to obtain nutrients.

Besides Malfoy and Harry, and Ron, who was always taller than him, Neville also seemed to be starting to develop—

The once short and chubby Neville Longbottom began to grow taller, his fat face disappeared, and he started to develop into a tall and handsome young man.

And just before getting off the train, Tierra glanced around and noticed that among all the boys in his Gryffindor class, only the explosive genius Simon Finegan was shorter than him—

Tiera always believed that Simofenegan's excessive use of explosives was against the natural order, which is why he couldn't grow tall.

The dinner at Hogwarts was as lavish as ever.

After the Sorting Ceremony, Luna ran to the Gryffindor table, returned Tierra's robe to her, and thanked her with a smile.

"What's wrong?" After putting away his robes, Tyella noticed Hermione sitting opposite him staring at Lunalovegood with a look of utter disbelief.

"No, it's nothing." Hermione quickly averted her gaze, then turned her head away fiercely—

Tierra noticed that there seemed to be a little bit of tears in Hermione's eyes.

Before dinner began, Dumbledore walked to the podium and began to speak—

(End of this chapter)