Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Tiera came to the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher's office. Seeing that the door was locked, she didn't rush in, but politely knocked on the door first.

"Professor Quirrell, Professor Quirrell, hello, are you there?"

Tiera put her ear to the door for a while, but found that there was no response.

"Professor Quirrell, Professor Quirrell, come out now! Something big has happened! Harry Potter has got the Philosopher's Stone!" Tiera increased the knock on the door again.

But there was still no movement inside.

"Quie Luo, come out quickly, you have the ability to grab a man, and you have the ability to open the door!" Tiera exerted all her strength and began to pat the door.

However, there was still no movement inside.

Then Tiera pulled out her wand with confidence and pointed it at the keyhole.

"Araho Cave is open!"

The wooden door remained motionless.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, look at me, Quirrell has put an anti-unlocking spell on the door lock of his office, you said that a place where you kept the Philosopher's Stone was randomly given by Hermione's unlocking spell. On, are you Dumbledore fishing?

It's not surprising that the unlocking spell couldn't open the door of Quirrell's office. Tiera was not surprised, so Tiera was already prepared.

Tiera took out two matches from her pocket and used Transfiguration to turn them into two slender iron needles.

Tiera took two iron needles and poked them into the keyhole.

"Crack-squeak-"

The heavy door was opened like this.

Araho Caves Open - Physical Version

Tiera learned a lot of practical tips while wandering the streets.

The physical unlocking spell is one of them. Otherwise, Tiera may not be able to meet the kind Chinese couple, and she will starve to death on the street.

Tiera pushed the wooden door open first, and looked through the gap to observe the office behind the door.

After confirming that there was really no one inside, Tiera pushed open the heavy wooden door and entered the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher's office.

The teacher's office is not big, but it is surprisingly tidy.

Books and various props were neatly stacked in the two cabinets on the left side of the office.

There are two piles of documents on the desk, stacked on one side of the desk in ascending order.

On the other side of the table is a small light yellow flower potted plant.

The inside of the fireplace behind the desk is clean.

Tiera waved her wand first and let the potted plants and plants on the desk float from the flower pot into the air.

Tiera turned over the dirt and the empty flowerpot—there was nothing in it.

Tiera ignored the neatly arranged books on the bookshelf, then made an appointment to Quirrell's desk and went to the fireplace at the back.

Tiera leaned on the child's figure to get in and take a look, then crawled out with a light smile.

Then he tapped the fireplace with his wand and released a simple mantra.

A pale black, worn suitcase fell from the fireplace's chimney.

"Sure enough." Tiera cautiously did not touch the suitcase with her own hands, but asked the "heritage" to open it. Tiera stretched her neck and glanced inside.

The volume inside the box is much larger than it appears on the surface.

It should have been given an extremely superb traceless extension spell. Tiera controlled the "Heir" and flew into the suitcase, which had been arranged by Voldemort into a small potion configuration room.

There was a laboratory bench full of crucibles and beakers, flasks, jars, condenser tubes and other glass instruments—and a battered notebook.

"The Inheritor" flew over the notebook, the pages unfolded, and the dilapidated notebook was adsorbed onto the pages of "The Inheritor".

The notebook is like an ice cube that encounters flames, and it gradually merges into the "inheritor".

Rows of text began to flash on the originally blank pages of "The Inheritor".

These words are exactly what was recorded in the notebook. In addition to the formula of the elixir, there are other potion formulas.

For example, Flynn's Potion, Compound Decoction, and some of Voldemort's self-created potions - from the point of view of one of the spells, it includes the potion that Voldemort used to resurrect in the fourth book.

On the left side of the experimental bench, stood a shelf. The shelf was full of glass jars, filled with all kinds of strange-shaped medicinal herbs.

Tiera took a general look through the "inheritance". All the medicinal materials needed for the elixir of life are available on this shelf, and at least enough to make five servings.

In addition, Tiera also saw other precious medicinal materials: Datura root tuber, bicorn tongue, leopard cat's tail hair, honey from man-eating bees, formic acid from African wild fire ants, stamens of blood-sucking vine... ...and Tiera's dream, the ghostly hawk moth chrysalis!

The "Heir" flew out contentedly and locked the box.

Tierra didn't do all of this herself.

This is the second-generation Dark Lord's private laboratory. Tiera can't guarantee that Voldemort will not put some black magic curses on it, so everything is done by the "inheritance" who is invincible.

After locking the suitcase, Tiera let the "Heir" hold the suitcase and flew out from the window of the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher's office.

Tiera was going to let the Inheritance first bury the suitcase under the willow.

Bury a little deeper to make sure no one accidentally finds it.

In this way, in case Voldemort still has some energy left, or if someone finds this box with magic that Tiera doesn't understand, it won't get burned.

After sending the suitcase away, Tiera moved the office again~www.wuxiahere.com~ and knocked on the floor tiles there.

Before she came to raid the house, Tiera asked Tom Riddle in the diary for advice on how to hide things.

The reason is that his books and homework are often burned or graffitied maliciously by his classmates who bully him, and he needs a place to hide them.

Tom Riddle offered him several options.

Sure enough, after searching Quirrell's office according to Tom Riddle's plan, he found the potion and elixir formula that Voldemort hid.

The stone brick bottom plate under the office chair was normal, and Tiera pushed the office chair back again.

Next, Tiera checked the backs of the books on each floor of the bookcase to see if there were any hidden compartments, as well as behind the blackboard of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom outside.

nothing.

Tiera had no choice but to give up. She used the tidying spell to restore the seats and books she had messed up, and locked the door for him when she left the teacher's office.

Then quietly left the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Tiera took less than half an hour now.

Tiera briskly prepared to return to the Gryffindor common room. Now that he has plenty of time, he can wait in the dormitory for half an hour, and then go to Professor McGonagall as agreed.

But when he passed an ugly giant gargoyle.

The gargoyle turned slowly and suddenly, revealing the spiral staircase hidden behind the gargoyle.

A kind old man with a long beard, wearing a lavender wizard robe and a pair of half-crescent glasses walked down the spiral staircase.

"Oh, Tiera! What are you doing here? Shouldn't it be time for you to sleep?" Dumbledore, who had just come down from the stairs, stopped Tiera, who was about to run downstairs.