Harry Potter and the Old Ones

On the morning of the second day of school, the storm subsided, but there was still a gloomy mist on the ceiling of the auditorium.

When Tiera, Harry, Ron and Hermione were having breakfast and studying their course schedule for this semester, large blue-gray thick clouds were rolling above their heads.

At the same table, a few seats away from them, Fred, George and Lee Jordan were discussing what magic spells to use to make themselves older, and then get away with it and participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

"It's not a bad day... I've been outdoors all morning," Ron said, sliding his finger across the column for Monday on the course schedule, "Herbology class, with Hufflepuff students, Care of Magical Creatures class... ...Unlucky, being with Slytherin again..."

"There are two Divination classes this afternoon." Harry lowered his head and sighed.

Divination was his least favorite subject after Potions.

Professor Trelawney always predicted that Harry was going to die, which particularly bothered him——

Fortunately, Tiera did not give up on this course, which allowed Harry to at least hear some less depressing prophecies.

"Can't you just give up on this class like me?" Hermione said briskly as she spread butter on her slices of bread. "Then you can take a more learned class, such as Arithmancy."

"I don't want to give up." Tiera said after taking a bite of baguette. "This is the only class where I only need to sleep to get full marks."

Although Sybill Trelawney is a rookie most of the time, she is a responsible rookie——

Since Tiera "suffered a heavy blow" at the end of last semester, Professor Sybill Trelawney believed that this was the responsibility for her unfavorable prophecy——

Sybill Trelawney believed that she should have predicted this terrible accident, but she received no revelation from her third eye.

So out of guilt and a little hint from Dumbledore, although Tiera did not take any exams, he became the only little wizard in the school who got perfect marks in the divination class——

Anyway, Tiera deserves the title. He has completed two prophecies. Regardless of whether they are true or false, at least Tiera did it with great style.

The first two classes of this semester——

Although the Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures classes are outdoors, they are not particularly enjoyable classes.

Since the Herbology class required them to handle babbo tubers, they had to wear dragonhide gloves to squeeze out the pus from the babbo tubers.

That is a precious material that can be used to brew a medicine for treating acne.

The afternoon Care of Magical Creatures class was equally disgusting.

Hagrid took them to the door of his hut and showed them his newly cultivated Explosive-Ended Skrewt——

They were a group of giant lobsters that looked like they had been deformed and had their shells removed. They were white, gray, slimy, and very scary-looking creatures.

Many of their legs were stretched out in various directions, and their heads were nowhere to be seen.

These Blast-Ended Skrewts were placed in several wooden boxes at Hagrid's door. There are about a hundred strips in each wooden box, each about six inches long, stacked on top of each other, crawling around, and bumping against the walls of the box in a daze.

They also emit a very strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp. Every now and then, a few sparks would shoot out from the tail of a squid, and with a soft pop, the snail would advance a few inches.

Everyone, every student felt disgusted, except for one——

"Oh my God, Hagrid!" Tiera said excitedly, and picked one up directly from the wooden box, looking left and right.

"You actually succeeded!" Tiera said extremely excitedly, pinching the tentacles of the snails for a while, and then pinching their shells. "You are simply a genius!"

Tiera admired sincerely.

Tiera is now also starting to do species hybridization experiments. Before the end of last semester, Tiera moved the mice and the mouse-Peter Pettigrew hybrid descendants in the underground secret room of Hogwarts to her own uninhabited planet and designated them specially An area is dedicated to breeding and genetic experiments.

Before school started, Tiera had just started the second round of backcross breeding of mice, and was still far from creating a truly magical creature.

"Hehe..." Hagrid scratched his head in embarrassment, as if he wasn't used to Tiera's compliments, and smiled honestly, "No...I...I haven't...yet successfully cultivated... …It’s just…I just don’t know what they should eat yet.”

"Let me take a look." Tiera said, carefully observing the Explosive-Ended Skrewt——

"Molluscs, um... gastropods... let me take a look at its mouthparts..." Tiera made a judgment based on the zoology she had learned in her previous life, and then pulled out her wand——

"Crazy Walker" transformed into a wand, inserted it into the mouthparts of the Explosive-Ended Skrewt, and then forcefully pushed them open——

"Hey! Be careful!" Hagrid shouted nervously, "It's just a baby!"

Hearing Hagrid shout this, the other students couldn't help but shudder.

It seems extremely blasphemous to associate such a group of creatures with babies.

"Aha." Tiera shouted, "Chewing mouthparts. Judging from the shape of the mouthparts... they should be carnivorous... but they are not fully developed... they will bite when fully grown. It should be no problem to break the bones of ordinary people, but now I should only be able to eat some soft meat... Huh?"

Tiera turned the Blast-Ended Skrewt over again and looked at the tops of the tentacles on their abdomens——

There is a suction cup on the top of each tentacle.

Tiera reached out and touched the inside of those suction cups——

The blast-ended snail shrank nervously, and Tiera felt a ring of sharp teeth-like things adhering to her skin, as if it wanted to bite through her skin to suck something.

"It's sucking my blood! Hagrid!" Tiera said excitedly.

"What? Really?" Hagrid also ran over with excitement on his face.

Tiera pulled her finger out of the suction cup under the tentacles of the Blast-Ended Skrewt, and then showed it to Hagrid——

On Tiera's hand, there was a circle of shallow, discontinuous tooth marks, and blood was oozing out.

"And there should be an anticoagulant in its mucus...well...ahem...a substance that prevents blood coagulation..." Tiera suddenly realized that everyone present probably didn't know what anticoagulant is. enzyme, so I had to change my explanation, "This will make it difficult for the wound to heal itself... I just don't know the specific effect, but if they are bigger, once they are bitten, the person being attacked is likely to bleed." And die."

Hearing Tiera's words, the other students took a step back.

"No! It won't!" Hagrid said nervously, "My little cuties won't hurt anyone."

It would be nice if their mucus could be a little more toxic...

Holding the Blast-Ended Skrewt in her hand, Tiera suddenly thought of a guess——

"Hey, Hagrid, can you give me this Blast-Ended Skrewt?" Tiera asked, "Can you give me another one...one of another gender?"

Tiera's mouse-Peter Pettigrew crossbreeding experiment was only for the genetic accumulation of magical traits.

In the words of Tom Riddle, purely academic research.

But science is not just academic research, but also considers practical applications.

Tiera was going to brew two more cans of Hydra potion, feed them to two Blast-tailed Skrewts, transform them into Blast-tailed Basilisk snails, and then use the powerful reproductive ability of the Blast-tailed Snails to see if she could build one herself. An army of explosive-tailed basilisk snails.

Asking for monthly ticket recommendations