Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 576 Ask for advice
The final reward, unsurprisingly, went to Tiera.

Although Harry brewed the correct Living Inferno Potion according to Snape's notes, he wasn't as skilled as Tyella. When Horace Slughorn shouted "Stop," Harry's Living Inferno Potion was still a few turns counterclockwise before it was fully brewed. This made Harry's Living Inferno Potion have a faint purple glow, making it look far less clear and transparent than Tyella's pot of liquid.

“Perfect! Absolutely perfect!” Horace Slughorn exclaimed. “I dare say a single drop could kill our entire class!”

As he spoke, Horace Slughorn took the bottle of golden liquid out of his pocket and handed it to Tiera.

“Thank you, Professor,” Tierra said gently.

Harry, Hermione, Ron, and the other students who chose the course were not surprised by this result, after all, Tyella had already demonstrated his unparalleled and extraordinary magical abilities as early as the fourth year.

This ability did not end with his death; instead, it revived in an incredibly incredible way over the next year and quickly seized power over the British Ministry of Magic, accomplishing what even Voldemort had failed to achieve.

Of course, the young wizards from outside Britain maintained a skeptical attitude towards the rumors about Tyella, clearly not believing that such young wizards could do the things that were said to be true.

Whether they believed it or not, it didn't change the fact that Tiera received that small vial of Felix Felicis from Horace Slughorn.

“Use it properly,” Horace Slughorn said in his habitual lecturing, then suddenly realized that the object of his lecturing seemed unnecessary, so the rest of his words turned into a few cough-like mutterings.

After finishing Potions class, it was dinnertime, and even Hermione, who loved learning the most, was unwilling to stay in the cold and damp basement with a hungry stomach.

So soon, the students who were just enjoying the pleasure of knowledge in Horace Slughorn's class immediately filed out as soon as they heard the bell and hurried toward the warm, food-scented lobby on the first floor.

Watching the young wizards disappear one by one, Horace Slughorn smiled gently, then turned around and began tidying up the three potions on the podium. "Professor Slughorn!" a sudden voice rang out.

"Ah!" Horace Slughorn was clearly startled, his hand trembled slightly, and a few drops of the love potion spilled out. A faint salty smell, the fresh scent of green grass under the sun, and the smell of repeatedly washed old clothes entered Tiera's nostrils.

“Oh, Ti, Tiera!” Horace Slughorn turned around and saw Investigator Tiera standing behind him. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, but his nerves tightened again.

[That little devil Tierra is cunning; I need to be careful of him.]

Tiera easily learned what Horace Slughorn was thinking.

“Your lecture today was excellent, Professor Slughorn.” Investigator Tierra tossed her notebook and pen into the air, where they vanished like bubbles. “I really learned a lot from it.”

"Not at all, not at all. You flatter me." Horace Slughorn was very modest, but he was actually very proud inside.

“But I still have a question I’d like to ask you privately,” Tierra said with a smile, her eyes narrowed.

I'm so sorry everyone, I was too busy with experiments today and could only post 1,000 words. I'll definitely find a chance to make up for it later.

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(End of this chapter)