Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Then you must have learned a lot of magic?" Harry asked curiously. He found that Tiera didn't know what she was thinking, and now she was in a daze, so he had to ask himself.

This Weasley family should be the magical family that the pale boy he and Tiera met in the Bliss Bookstore talked about.

"I heard you lived with the Muggles later," said Ron. "How were they? I heard from Daddy that Muggles were a lovely and interesting bunch.

"It's too bad, of course not all people are like this, others are still pretty good, but my uncles, aunts and cousins ​​are too bad. If only I could have a few wizard brothers."

"Five," said Ron, looking a little unhappy for some reason. "I'm the sixth in my family to go to Hogwarts. You could say I should follow their example. Bill and Charlie have graduated. Bill is the Boys' Union president and Charlie is the captain of the Quidditch team. Now that Percy is a prefect, Fred and George, despite being mischievous, have the best grades. Everyone thinks they're very interesting, and they all want me to be like them. Then again, if I can do it, It's no big deal, because they did it before me. If you have five brothers, you're never going to use anything new. I wore Bill's old robe, Charlie's old wand, and Percy threw it away No rat."

An inferiority complex personality.

Tiera instantly judged that even though he was in a daze, he still listened to all directions.

In fact, the Weasleys are perfect subjects for family psychology research.

The twins from Charlie, Bill, Passy, ​​George Fred to Ron are all boys. They have the same parents and grew up in a similar environment, but the brothers have completely different personalities.

Charlie and Bill he doesn't know too well, but they should belong to the gentle big brother type; Passy has a strong desire for power; George Fred is creative and exploratory, good at research and development; and Ron is smart but rarely has his own opinions , is an inferiority complex personality and a pleasing personality, which may be related to his lack of attention since he was the youngest son in the family.

It's a pity that Tiera's major is not psychology. He only took a few psychology-related electives during college, and he slept directly in most of the classes. Otherwise, he would be able to study in "The Weasleys" Published an article in the core journal Acta Psychology.

Ron said, reaching out and pulling out a fat gray mouse from the inner pocket of his jacket, it was sleeping. "It's called Scabbers, and it's useless, doesn't wake up all day. My dad gave him an owl when Percy became prefect, and they couldn't afford it...I mean, Percy put The mouse gave it to me."

Ron's ears turned red. He seemed to feel that he was talking too much, so he started looking out the window again.

Tiera's eyes lit up after seeing Ron take out Scabbers.

Yes, how could I forget this little cutie Peter Pettigrew.

Did Animagus change his DNA into animal DNA after his transformation? Or does it just look like an animal but the DNA is still human DNA? If Peter Pettigrew takes the form of a mouse and exchanges ancestral chromosomes with other female mice, will there be reproductive isolation between the two? Will the remaining offspring be mouse pups? Or a human baby? Or simply a half-human, half-beast monster?

And what will the DNA of the offspring look like? Will the offspring exhibit fully human traits? Or a completely mouse trait? Or a trait of both?

Will there be some new traits?

All this is so valuable.

Tiera's gaze grew hotter as she looked at Peter Pettigrew, who was lying on Ron's lap.

Peter Pettigrew, who was still asleep, seemed to feel Tiera's eyes full of exploration and curiosity, and shivered.

"I... can I touch your mouse?" Tiera asked Ron eagerly.

"I don't like birds, I've always wanted to have a mouse pet," Tiera said.

"Of course." Although Ron wondered why anyone would want to touch his fat and bald mouse, he generously handed Scabbers to Tiera.

As soon as Banban woke up, she found herself being held by a strange child.

Just a little wizard... Thinking of this, Peter Pettigrew gradually let go of his body and let Tiera give him a comfortable massage.

Maintaining the form of a mouse all year round has affected Peter Pettigrew's cognition.

Although the previous memory character is still there, as time goes on, Pettigrew's behavior is getting closer and closer to a real mouse.

So when Tiera took out a bean-sized, slightly sweet ball from the box and handed it to his mouth, he swallowed it without hesitation.

The thing that looked like little jelly beans had a pungent smell.

If it is a normal mouse, it will like this fishy smell very much.

But Pettigrew almost jumped up because of the fishy smell.

"What is this?" Ron couldn't help but ask when he saw Tiera feeding his mice.

"Tonic," Tiera replied casually, "a drug invented by Muggles that can prolong the life of mice."

"Really?" Ron asked happily.

"Really~www.wuxiahere.com~ Tiera said, anyway, I can guarantee that you, this mouse, will live to the seventh volume.

When Peter jumped up, Tiera easily pushed him back.

The original recipe for this pill came from a curse he created on the Hypor Slate to tame ferocious venomous snakes.

Combining your own blood with a spell and feeding it to snakes can make even the most ferocious python become as docile as a kitten.

Hypor didn't name the drug, so Tiera called it Hypor Pills.

On the basis of the Hypor pill, Merlin added snake bone flower, sun grass root ** and mercury, so that this pill can be widely used on other magical animals.

This is also the key to Merlin's ability to tame fire dragons in the legend.

Almost all dragons are irritable and restless in their essence, and even the smartest Swiss short-nosed dragon cannot be tamed like a kitten or a puppy.

Only by using more powerful violence to make these brutal creatures have a large enough psychological shadow can they be exploited.

Soon, Peter Pettigrew stopped struggling in Tiera's hands, and instead lay on Tiera's lap as if asleep.

"Tiera!" Ron became anxious when he saw Scabber lying listlessly on Tiera's lap.

"Do your Muggle pills really work?" Ron asked. The mouse has been in their house for ten years. Although Ron dislikes this pet, he still has a deep affection for this mouse in his heart. Yes, he is the friend who is second only to his family in his heart.

"It's definitely useful to rest assured." Tiera herself is not sure, "I'll pay you an owl in case something happens."

"Oh, that's fine." Ron suddenly felt relieved, and even hoped that something would happen to Banban.