Harry Potter and the Old Ones

After that, the campus life returned to calm, because Professor Sprout's mandrake still had some time to mature, so Tiera had to bear the identity of "Jidrow Lockhart" at Hogwarts. I have taught Defence Against the Dark Arts, which is a bit difficult for Tiera—

It's not a teaching problem. It's not a problem at all to fool a few Defence Against the Dark Arts classes with Tiera's knowledge reserve.

But every time after class, the endless number of little wizards who came to him to "ask questions" made Tiera tireless—

Most of them came to him to sign, only a few were for the purpose of seeking knowledge.

But whether it's asking for an autograph or asking a question, Tiera has no choice but to reject anyone in order to convince herself. Even for those students who ask questions, Tiera has to use Gilderoy Lockhart's face. greasy said:

"Want a signature?"

"Um... oh, no, no need..." said a slender, handsome, brown-haired fourth-year Hufflepuff boy, "Professor Lockhart... I just had an idea to ask, what would you say in class today? On the construction of altars in ritual magic, you talked about how to construct ritual altars using ancient runic and Latin, but if we replace some of the Latin with arithmetic configurations...would it make the construction of the altar easier? a little?"

Tiera looked at the big boy in front of her in amazement. She didn't expect that under the Hogwarts educational system, it would be possible to cultivate such students who came up with innovative ideas when they first came into contact with ritual magic.

"Yes, it's great...Mr...Mr..."

"Diggory, Professor," said the boy, "Cedric Diggory, Professor."

"Cedric?" Tiera glanced at Cedric regretfully—

Smart, handsome, and an enthusiastic big boy from the original book.

In the past, Liyela didn't feel much when watching movies or reading novels, only when Cedric was a tool man who started and turned around, all his goodness was for the last Awadassuo life curse, To force Harry down the path of the savior.

The so-called tragedy is to destroy beautiful things for others to see. Rowling understands the core of tragedy.

But now this tool man is standing in front of Tiera alive, and Tiera can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Yes, Cedric, very smart. In fact, it is possible to construct a ritual altar using only a few simple ancient runes, and the rest completely use arithmetic models." Tiera patiently answered his doubts.

"But why are the altars of most ceremonies now in ancient Runic and Latin?" Cedric asked again.

"Because the error tolerance of the arithmetic model is too low," Tierra explained. "You build an altar in ancient runes and Latin, and if you miss any symbol or spell the wrong spell, you have the worst rituals. The consequence is at most an explosion of the ritual altar, and even if it is not for the key symbol error, the ritual can still continue, but the effect will be less."

"But if an arithmetic model is used to construct a ritual, a little calculation error will lead to inevitable consequences. Take the demon summoning ritual as an example, Agatha Morey, the author of "Fifteenth Century Demonology", is because the substitution in the calculation Mistaking a symbol led to the summoning of far more demons than she expected, triggering the infamous Harz incident of the 16th century," Tiera said.

"From then until 1840, the entire European Ministry of Magic, including the British Ministry of Magic, listed the use of arithmetical configurations to build ritual altars as black magic equivalent to the three forbidden spells. Once it was discovered to be used, Spread and learn, and you will immediately get a one-way ticket to Azkaban." Tiera said, "Even now, the book "Fifteenth Century Demonology" is still in the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts. Publicly teaching underage wizards how to use arithmetical configurations to construct ritual altars would still be considered irresponsible by most wizards."

"Okay professor, I understand." Then he asked a few other questions, all of which were answered by Tiera.

"Thank you, Professor Lockhart, you really are a great wizard!" After all the questions were answered, Cedric bowed slightly, "Goodbye Professor."

"Goodbye." Tiera also gave a greasy salute.

After Cedric left, Tiera waited in the dark magic office for a while, then put on her coat and walked to the library.

"Hello, Mrs. Pince." With Gilderoy Lockhart's face on her face, Tiera grabbed two books from the restricted area of ​​the Hogwarts Library and placed them on the desk at the front desk of the library. On, "I want to borrow these two books."

"Luo, Professor Lockhart!?" Mrs. Pince said a little flattered, then picked up the two books on the table—

"Fifteenth Century Demonology, The Little Key of Solomon?" Mrs. Pince asked in surprise, "Why are you borrowing these two books?"

"You know, Mrs. Pince, this time Voldemort regained his power by summoning demons. Although I destroyed the ritual, it still caused an extremely serious impact, which made me realize my own shortcomings in this regard, so I think I should complete this knowledge," Tiera said.

"You are really good at learning. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Mrs. Pins admired, then took out a borrowed book and wrote "Fifteenth Century Demonology" and "The Little Key of Solomon" in the blank space of the last line , and pushed the booklet to Tiera—

"Please sign here," said Mrs. Pince.

Tiera picked up the pen and wrote the name "Gidero Lockhart" in the blank.

Mrs. Pince pulled the book back, then went back and forth to carefully look at the signature of "Gidero Lockhart"—

"Your signature...it doesn't seem to be the same as before..." Mrs. Pince said hesitantly.

"My hand is injured." Tiera raised her right hand and waved—

On the palm of his right hand, there is a black mark that looks like a scorched black mark left by a branding iron. It was the mark that the burning wand deliberately left on the palm of the hand when Tiera was on the show that day.

"Oh, my God!" Mrs. Pince exclaimed, "Your hand... Isn't this the scar from that day? Is it okay?"

"It can't be good," Tiera said, pretending to be sad, "My magic power is not enough to defeat the half-mad Voldemort, so I had to use an ancient magic that I got while exploring a ruin, and by sacrificing my wand, In exchange for short-term mighty power..."

"It also left a permanent and indelible scar on my hand. The scar is so deep that it has hurt my nerves. I'm afraid my right hand won't be as flexible as before." Tiera said.

"You are really great!" Mrs. Pince said with tears in her eyes.

"No, Mrs. Pince, it's nothing. For the peace and stability of the magic world, my sacrifice is nothing." Tiera said, picking up the two books from the table, "Then I'll take my leave. ."