Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 196 Potions Class Farce

After leaving the school hospital, Tyella, along with Harry, Ron, and Hermione, went to the hut near the Forbidden Forest to visit Hagrid. After confirming that Hagrid was alright, the four young wizards returned to Hogwarts Castle with Hagrid seeing them off.

That evening at dinner, Tierra caused quite a stir—

Thanks to Tyella's series of accurate prophecies last semester, and the Daily Prophet's lavish praise of Gidro Lockhart, along with...
The reputation of Tyella the prophet had been thoroughly established in the minds of these young wizards.

Therefore, even though Tierra fainted during her divination class this morning, aside from such a huge embarrassment, it did not damage Tierra's image among these young wizards in the slightest.

“Tierra! What happened to your eyes?” George and Fred Weasley asked as they gathered around.

“I’ve heard that all great prophets have something unusual about them, and there was even a prophet whose right eye was heterochromatic!” said Martinus Phillips, another senior Gryffindor wizard.

Thanks to Tyrell's frequent prophecies last semester, she has essentially gotten to know all the young wizards currently studying at Hogwarts.

"Oh, yes, that prophet became the first Dark Lord," a Slytherin witch said sarcastically.

Tierra recognized her as Miss Greenclas, who was a year younger than Malfoy and also a little witch from an ancient family.

"Heh, really? That's still much better than that guy from your academy," Rolfscamander, a fourth-year student from Hefpatch Academy, retorted.

"You!" Miss Greengrass stomped her foot angrily, ready to retort.

"Quiet down! It's like you know a lot of people. Forget about the eyes, hurry up, Tiera, tell us what you've predicted this time!" Garcia Sofia, the fifth-year Ravenclaw witch, interrupted.

“I’m very sorry, everyone,” Tierra said. “I don’t know what the prophecy means either; all I see are chaotic images.”

The young wizards watching expressed their disappointment.

“Then tell me about your footage, tell me, Tierra,” said war correspondent Colin Clive.

“I’m sorry, I can’t say.” Tiera shook her head. “I’m a prophet, and I must ensure the accuracy of my prophecies.”

After all, I'm very tight-lipped; I absolutely won't reveal anything that shouldn't be spoiled.

So no matter how much the little wizards pleaded and begged, Tyella wouldn't budge.

In the end, they had no choice but to return home disappointed.

Just like readers who have been tricked into falling into a trap by unscrupulous authors.

After the little incident at dinner, Tyrell resumed her studies at Hogwarts.

In addition to facing several times more harassment than last semester.

But thanks to Draco Malfoy—

Although Draco Malfoy remained lingering in the university hospital and refused to leave, he spread a rumor through his underlings—

This connects Tiera's heterochromatic eyes with those of the first Dark Lord, and accuses Tiera of being the third Dark Lord.

Of course, few people outside of Slytherin believed it, because everyone knew that Tyrell was a Muggle wizard and could not possibly become the third Dark Lord.

However, this rumor left a shadow in the minds of young wizards, causing a significant decrease in the number of them seeking his prophecies.

This gave Tiera a much-needed breather.

The mutation in his right eye was the result of his prophetic talent being suppressed for a long time and finally erupting.

The power of the spiritual dimension underwent a kind of fusion, and ultimately affected the physical body.

Variations in the eyes are merely phenotypes.

Both the Dispersion Spell and flesh magic could easily conceal Tiera's heterochromia, but she didn't do so—

Dumbledore has already seen it, so there's no point in Tyrell trying to cover it up anymore; it will only arouse more of Dumbledore's suspicion.

So despite her unconventional ways, Tiera kept her right eye golden.

Draco Malfoy's actual appearance was on Thursday morning—

At that time, the Potions class for Slytherin and Gryffindor students was already halfway through.

He staggered into the main building of the castle, his right arm wrapped in bandages and suspended by a sling.

When Malfoy appeared in the Potions classroom in this form, Tierra saw Snape's hand holding his wand tremble slightly on the podium.

Tyella felt that if Malfoy's mother hadn't worked with Snape for many years and had a good relationship, Snape would definitely have taught Draco a lesson.

"How are you, Draco?" Pansy Parkinson asked with a silly grin. "Does it hurt a lot?"

“Ouch!” Malfoy said, making a brave face on purpose.

"Sit still, sit still," Professor Snape said coldly.

Today they learned how to make a new potion: a shrinking solution. Then Malfoy—

Place the crucible directly next to Tierra.

A space was squeezed out between Tierra and Hermione from the long experimental table where potion-making was being carried out. Tierra: ...

What's wrong with this person?
“Professor Snape!” Malfoy suddenly called out, “Sir, I need someone to help me cut the roots of these daisies, because of my arm—”

Snape: ...

"Professor, I want the third Dark Lord to cut it for me!" Malfoy continued to sneer.

Snape: ...

Tierra: ...

I think you're courting death.

Snape was silent for a moment, then looked at Tyella:

“Mr. Lockhart, if possible…”

Before Snape could finish speaking, Malfoy suddenly patted Tyrell on the shoulder and then said with a fake smile:

“Hey, Tyella, did you hear what Professor Snape said? Cut these roots.”

Tyella glanced at Malfoy, picked up her knife, and swung it with a backhand—

It stabbed fiercely into Malfoy's left arm.

"Ahhhhhh!" Malfoy screamed.

Then, before anyone could react, Tyella lifted the cauldron and poured the half-boiled water inside onto Draco Malfoy—

"Ahhhhhhh!" Malfoy screamed again.

Unfortunately, he was surrounded by Gryffindor students, which gave Thiera more time—

This allowed Tierra to grab a chair and smash it hard against Draco Malfoy's head—

Draco Malfoy collapsed to the ground.

Tyella's series of actions were so fluid and seamless that by the time the Slytherin students and Professor Snape arrived, Tyella was already sitting on Malfoy, taking turns slapping Draco across the face with her left and right arms.

—I said I'd beat the shit out of you, and I'm going to beat the shit out of you.

"Enough!" Snape roared. "Crawb, Goyle! Go and get Mr. Lockhart up!"

After Snape said that, Tyella jumped up, causing Crabbe and Goyle to miss their target.

Then Tierra picked up another crucible on the lab table, still filled with boiling water, and slammed it down—

The crucible smashed into Crabbe, splashing boiling water from its contents onto Tierra, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, while simultaneously clearing a large area for Tierra to stand on.

Crabbe and Goyle screamed in pain from the scalding heat, and even the unconscious Malfoy convulsed from the burns. Only Tyella seemed completely unaffected, remaining silent after being splashed with hot water, and even managing to kick Crabbe and Goyle a couple more times—

Anyway, he was already familiar with pain several times greater than this, and was also proficient in flesh magic, so even if a layer of skin was burned off, it was no different from losing a hair.

"Enough!" Snape roared, then raised his hand and waved his wand, shoving Tyella away from Malfoy.

"Tierra!" Snape grabbed Tierra's arm fiercely and yanked him towards him—

“Gryffindor slam—” Snape shouted.

“Professor Snape!” Tierra suddenly interrupted, then smiled and brought her face close to Snape's—

Startled, Snape couldn't help but release his grip on Tyella's arm.

But Tierra swiftly grabbed Snape's arm, blinked her beautiful heterochromatic eyes, and whispered in Snape's ear:

"You killed her, Professor Snotty."

Tierra said with a smile:

"She could have avoided death if you hadn't revealed the prophecy to Voldemort."

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