Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Tiera! Tiera! Tiera!"

Seeing Tiera sitting in the auditorium hall enjoying dinner, Harry, Ron and Hermione hurried over.

"Tierra! We know it!" Hermione rushed over immediately, the expression on her face looked both impatient and smug——

"You're refining the Philosopher's Stone, right?" Hermione said proudly and smugly.

Tiera: "?"

Tiera looked at Hermione in disbelief——

It wasn't that he couldn't believe that Hermione knew that he and Horace Slughorn were refining the Philosopher's Stone.

After all, Tiera "accidentally" told Hagrid the news that she and Horace Slughorn were refining the Philosopher's Stone together just to spread the news through Hagrid's jar.

Tiera found it inconceivable that Hermione actually spread the news directly to the public——

Of course, Tiera believed that Hermione was just talking to herself, but perhaps because of her excitement, her voice was not low at all.

Although the rebate has passed, there are still many students and teachers dining in the auditorium. The commotion caused by Hermione has attracted the attention of some Hogwarts teachers and students——

Yes, Tiera wanted to pass the news that Horace Slughorn was refining the Philosopher's Stone to Voldemort through Hagrid's big mouth and Snape's undercover, so as to further promote Voldemort's godhood ceremony.

But the premise is that all this is transmitted as secretly as possible and without arousing suspicion.

Hermione was good, she screamed out everything that should be said and shouldn't be said, directly knocking Tiera's originally relatively sophisticated layout down by more than ten levels.

"Tiera, you must be careful. Hogwarts is a mixed bag now. What if-" Hermione was still chattering like an old mother.

"Alas" Tiera sighed softly, put down her knife and fork, reached out and tapped her right eye——

"clang--"

With Tiela as the center, pale yellow ripples that looked like faded old photos began to spread, spreading to all directions, and soon enveloped the entire auditorium.

Hermione paused in her incessant sermon, midway through.

The teachers and students who were eating, studying, reading, chatting, and looking around seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

Everyone in the auditorium hall was like mosquitoes dripping into amber.

Tiera tapped her right eye lightly again.

Like a river flowing backwards, or a video tape rewinding.

The entire auditorium hall fell back to just a few minutes ago——

"Tiela! Tiela! Ti"

Hermione was running in from outside the Great Hall with a face full of excitement and smugness, Harry and Ron following behind her.

But soon, Hermione's voice became softer, her steps became slower, and she walked to Tiera with some confusion.

"Well Tiera, did I just tell you that we found you refining the Sorcerer's Stone with Professor Horace Slughorn?"

Hermione's voice was very restrained this time, so that only she and Tiera could hear it.

"Yes." Tiera said calmly, "You just ran over and yelled very excitedly that you found me refining the magic stone with Horace Slughorn, and you kept nagging me Be sure to pay attention to safety.”

"What just happened?" Harry asked confused.

"You were too loud just now!" Tiera rubbed her eyebrows helplessly and said, "There's no need for everyone to know about this kind of thing, right?"

"So." Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow.

"So I just rewind time," Tiera said, "while retaining the memories of the three of you."

"Hermione, you are good at everything, but you like to show off too much." Tiera sighed and said, "In other words, you like to talk about everything, and you also explain everything in detail. But In fact, it is smarter to see through some things and not tell them."

"Just like this time I refined the Philosopher's Stone with Horace Slughorn." Tiera said gently, "With your intelligence, you should have thought that a person like me could single-handedly challenge the entire Ministry of Magic. The wizards and Voldemort have full protective measures during the refining process of the Sorcerer's Stone and after the refining is completed."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes" Hermione blushed and wanted to retort.

"What Tiera said makes sense." At this time, Ron interjected, "Hermione, you are very smart, but sometimes you are really annoying and a little too chatty."

"Humph!" Hermione nodded angrily, and then followed Ron and Harry to sit at the dining table.

Hermione looked a little angry.

But at the same time, she also knew very well that what Tiera said was absolutely correct, so she didn't say anything else while enjoying her dinner, she just viciously cut the lamb chops on her plate.

"Um Tiera," Hermione suddenly asked in a low voice when the dinner was about to end, "I, I can go. Can I go and watch? No, no, I mean, you, do you need any help refining the magic stone? For example, I want to help you prepare some medicines or something."