Harry Potter and the Old Ones

That night, Tiera, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and everyone else only slept for a few hours before Mr. Weasley woke them up in the early hours of the morning.

When she went to bed last night, Tiera let the "parasite" stay in the sleeping bag to contain her sleeping self, and his body returned to the library silently through Merlin's ring.

Tiera walked out of the library and walked into an extra huge stone house built of black hard rock next to it——

This is his laboratory.

In other words... it was the laboratory he and Slytherin shared.

At the end of last semester, his plan to get rid of the spiritual dimension gifted by Nyarlathotep and plunder HWHY's spiritual dimension went smoothly. Tiera used the "life" authority she had to restore Sara, who had been turned into a basilisk. Chas Lythelin was partially sane, and left him and Dobby on the uninhabited planet after the plan was completed.

Dobby can occasionally leave the planet and return to the wizarding society to purchase some things, or walk around for fun, but Slytherin can only stay on this uninhabited planet because of his weird appearance.

And the books in Tiera's library are not the kind of leisure books that you can read casually when you have nothing to do.

So out of boredom, Potions Master and Dark Arts Master Salazar Slytherin had no choice but to take matters into his own hands and build his own potions laboratory in the open space next to the library.

Of course, after the laboratory was built, Tiera naturally asked for a corner.

Although Slytherin was dissatisfied with Tiera's behavior of occupying the magpie's nest, he was bound to be overpowered, so he had to hold his nose and admit it.

After returning to the uninhabited planet, Tiera went directly to her own experimental stations in the laboratory.

"Your Adam and Eve are all there." Slytherin lowered his head and pointed after seeing Tiera appear, "I've taken care of everything for you."

Tiera followed Slytherin's gaze and saw a young brown-haired wizard and a young witch with light-blond hair lying hard on two rough stone platforms.

On the stone cabinet on the right side of the two stone tables is a cylindrical glass jar about half a person's height. It is the kind of glass jar used in biological laboratories to soak specimens or make pickles.

There is a white skeleton a little bigger than a swan soaked in the glass jar——

To be precise, it's a semi-skeleton.

Only the left half of the contents soaked in the glass jar is Bai Sensen's skeleton, and the right half is the image of a big bird covered with golden and red feathers.

At the top of the dividing line between the big bird's bones and flesh, a tiny flame like a match burned -

Tiera tried to use the phoenix skeleton in the Black family's vault, Fox's right wing and right foot intercepted from the Gringotts vault, a little divine fire and the elixir she stole from Nico Flamel to build a My own phoenix——

Tiera was half successful.

Under the power of divine fire, he successfully fused Fox's flesh, feathers, and bones with the Phoenix bones in the Black family's vault, and activated the Phoenix's vitality.

This is Tiera’s preparation for becoming a god.

Instead of going through the ritual of becoming a god, he directly plundered and occupied the divine dimension of the Phoenix, allowing himself to evolve into a four-dimensional creature.

But unfortunately, perhaps because the divine fire intercepted by Tiera was too small, it was not enough to completely resurrect the Phoenix. It was only half resurrected and almost exhausted, and the divine fire declined sharply.

At this rate, even if Tiera finally resurrects the flesh and bones of the Phoenix, it will only be a three-dimensional bird with the characteristics of a Phoenix.

Does not possess a divine dimension.

So Tiera had no choice but to soak the incompletely resurrected phoenix into the elixir of life, letting the weak power from the divine dimension in the elixir serve as fuel to support the already endangered divine flame.

Tiera first bent down to observe the phoenix in the glass jar, and then stood up.

"Alas..." Tiera sighed, "The elixir I took from Nico Flamel is almost exhausted. We have to start brewing a new elixir quickly."

The elixir currently soaked in the glass jar was taken from Nicoléme’s daily feeding by Tiera——

While living in Nicoreme's alchemy hut, Nicoreme would give Tiera a jar of elixir every three days and watch him drink it.

At first, Tiera drank it honestly, but as time went by, Tiera had to have other thoughts:

Every time before drinking the elixir, Tiera will swallow a glass jar in advance. In this way, during the process of drinking the elixir, Tiera only needs to deliberately control the posture of drinking the elixir, and the elixir can be easily drained. Put it into the glass jar in your stomach, and then take it out when no one is around.

With this technique, Tiera saved about five liters of elixir.

"Okay, I'll make time for it later. Remember to prepare the ingredients for me." Slytherin raised his head from his experimental table, reached for a pair of sunglasses and put them on, then squirmed the snake's tail on his lower body and slid away. Come here, "What experiment are you going to do this time?"

"Experiment on making artificial life forms." Tiera walked over and stretched out her left hand, placing it on the wizard's navel. Immediately after, his left arm squirmed, and a tentacle fell off from his left arm and drilled out of his navel. Entered the wizard's body.

"I wonder if I'm still a human being now," Tiera said.

…

After everyone was up, Mr. Weasley used magic to pack the tent into his backpack, and then they left the camp as quickly as possible. On the way, they saw Mr. Roberts standing at the door of his small stone hut.

Mr. Roberts looked strange and dazed. He waved goodbye to them and said a vague "Merry Christmas."

"He'll be fine," said Mr. Weasley as they strode toward the moor. "Sometimes, when a person's memory is altered, he gets a little confused for a while...and they want to It was another big thing that made him forget."

As they approached the place where the door-key was, they heard many people making an anxious noise.

Walking a little further, they found that a large number of wizards had surrounded Basil, the portkey keeper, and they were all clamoring to leave the camp as soon as possible.

Mr. Weasley and Basil discussed it in a few words, and then everyone stood in the queue, and finally got an old tire before the sun rose, which they could use to return to Stoat Mountain.

In the twilight of dawn they passed through the village of Ottery-St. Catchpole and followed the wet path toward the Burrow.

We rarely spoke along the way because everyone was tired, hungry and sleepy.

They turned a corner, and the Burrow loomed before them, and a shout came from the path.

"Oh, thank God, thank God!"

Mrs. Weasley, who had evidently been waiting for them in the front yard, ran towards them, still wearing the slippers she had worn in the bedroom.

Mrs. Weasley looked pale and nervous, holding a rolled-up copy of the Daily Prophet in her hand.

"Arthur! Arthur! Arthur! I'm so worried! I'm so worried-" Mrs. Weasley shouted louder and louder.

She threw her arms around Mr. Weasley's neck, and the Daily Prophet fell from her limp hands to the floor.

"You are all fine," Mrs. Weasley muttered in shock, letting go of Mr. Weasley and looking at them one by one with a pair of red eyes, "You are all alive...oh, son..."

To everyone's surprise, she grabbed Fred and George and gave them a tight hug.

She pushed so hard that the twins' heads banged together.

"Ouch! Mom! You're going to strangle us to death-"

"I yelled at you before you left!" Mrs. Weasley couldn't help crying as she spoke, "I've been thinking about this! If the mysterious man captures you, and what I said to you The last sentence was that your O.W.Ls exam results were not satisfactory! Oh, Fred... George..."

"Okay, okay, Molly, we are all safe." Mr. Weasley comforted her, pulled the twins out of her arms, and led her towards the house.

"Bill," he said in a low voice, "pick up that newspaper. I want to see what it says..."

They all squeezed into the small kitchen, and Tiera quickly made Mrs. Weasley a cup of strong tea and added four cubes of sugar.

As it was being brought out, Mr. Weasley poured a little Ogden aged strong whiskey into it——

"Molly prefers wine to sugar." Mr. Weasley said with a wink, taking the teacup from Tiera's hand and placing it in front of Mrs. Weasley.

Then Bill handed the newspaper to his father.

Mr. Weasley flicked through the first page, and Percy looked over his shoulder.

"I knew it would be like this," Mr. Weasley said heavily. "The Ministry of Magic is panicking...the criminals have not been caught...security is lax...dark wizards are on the loose...bringing shame to the country...Who is this?" Written by? Ah...of course it was her...Rita Skeeter!"

"That woman is specifically against the Ministry of Magic!" Percy said angrily. "She said last week that we should go all out to eliminate vampires, but she was wasting time by nitpicking about the thickness of the cauldron! Is it true that "Non-Wizards" Paragraph 12 of "Based Treatment of Semi-Humans" specifically states that——"

"Okay, Percy," Bill said, yawning, "don't say any more."

"Mrs. Weasley." At this moment, Harry suddenly asked, "Has Hedwig come back to me with a letter?"

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