Harry Potter and the Old Ones

The next day was the first day of the official start of school, and Tiera resumed her school life—

Go to the library at 6:30. After an hour of self-study, go back to the dormitory to wash your face, and then go to breakfast with Harry, Ron, and Hermione——

After one night, Hermione seemed to have calmed down a bit, but she still ignored Tiera.

When the four of them entered the Great Hall for breakfast, they saw Draco Malfoy, who seemed to be telling a very interesting story to a large crowd at Slytherin House.

As they passed by—

"Hey, our little hero Tiera! I heard that you fainted from dementors yesterday." Malfoy said strangely, "but I suggest you get acquainted as soon as possible, after all, you don't know when will be caught in Az—"

"Bam—"

Draco Malfoy's face was hit by a thick book, "Poke the Fog and See the Future"——

It was Tierra's book, but at this moment Hermione was holding it.

When she saw Malfoy, Tiera weighed the book in her hand, but when she was about to start, the book was snatched by Hermione——

Then hit Malfoy in the face.

"You set a damn—" Malfoy jumped up, ready to fight back, but—

"F*ckoff!" Hermione yelled, then threw the book back into Tiera's arms, and walked to her breakfast spot without looking back.

"Huh~" Hermione exhaled after sitting on the seat, "This feels really good."

Tierra:  …

Well, it's good that you're old enough.

The first class at school was Sybil Trelawney's Divination class.

The divination class is at the top of the North Tower——

This is basically the highest level of the entire Hogwarts castle.

So Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all gasping for breath as they stood in the doorway of the divination classroom—

But Tiera didn't, Tiera still looked as usual, her waist was not sore, her legs were not sore, her breath was not rough, and it wasn't because he had taken a new high-calcium tablet—

Because Tiera stopped climbing when she reached the fourth floor, but followed at the end of the line, silently letting the "parasite" on her body hold her to float up.

"You guys can't do it." Looking at her panting classmates, Tiera said without changing her expression and heartbeat, "You are so young and your body is so weak, you should exercise more often in the future."

"Hmph—" Hermione glared at Tiera angrily, then walked into the divination classroom.

The divination class's classroom was a strange one that had never been seen before.

Actually, it's not like a classroom at all, it's more like a mixture of a loft and an old-fashioned teahouse—

There are at least twenty small round tables crammed into this classroom.

Around each table are calico armchairs and bulging little cushions.

Everything was illuminated by a dim scarlet light.

The curtains were all closed, and many of the lamps had crimson shades.

The classroom was depressingly warm, the fireplace was stuffed full, and a large copper pot was burning on the fire, and the flames gave off a dull, greasy aroma.

The circular walls are surrounded by shelves filled with dusty feathers, candle heads, worn playing cards, countless silver crystal balls, and a huge pile of tea sets.

"It looks quite lifelike." Tiera commented——

At this time, all the students arrived one after another, but no matter who came first or the last, they couldn't help but glance at Tiera——

Divination classes required two or three groups, and everyone wanted to be in a group with Tiera.

But obviously, Tiera had already teamed up with Harry, and declined the invitation to form a team from others——

Tiera only knew Harry's fate very well. In order to ensure the accuracy of her predictions, if other students really came, Tiera couldn't curse them every day, right?

He is not a devil after all.

After all the students had arrived, a voice suddenly came from the shadows, a soft, fuzzy voice.

"Welcome..." the voice said, "It's good to finally see you 5 in the visible world."

Professor Trelawney stepped into the place where the fire was shining—

Trelawney was very thin, and her large glasses magnified her eyes several times.

In addition to this, Trelawney wore a shimmering shawl like a light sheer leno, with countless necklaces and beads around her slender neck, and bracelets and rings on her arms and hands.

"Welcome to the magical class of divination," said Professor Trelawney, sitting herself in a winged armchair in front of the fireplace. "I'm Professor Trelawney, and you may not have seen me before. I find it too frequent. And the hectic school life has made my eyes blurred, so I will not be overly involved in your school life."

No one said anything about such an unusual declaration.

Professor Trelawney rearranged the shawl meticulously and continued: "You have taken divination, the hardest of all magical arts. I must warn you at the outset: if you do not have the 'Sight' ', then there's very little I can teach you, and books can only take you so far in this regard..."

"But!" cried Professor Trelawney suddenly, "you, boy—"

Professor Trelawney suddenly pointed at Tiera with a thin finger and said, "I hear you're one of the few wizards with this talent—"

"Maybe, Professor Trelawney," Tiera replied.

"Then... come here, child, come here." Professor Trelawney said, taking Tiera's hand and stroking the lines on his hand—

"Um..." Professor Trelawney only came up with one word after touching it for a long time--

"Your fate is very strange..." Professor Trelawney said after touching it for a long time. "I have never seen such a strange and changeable fate."

Nonsense... Tierra thought, of course you haven't seen—

Just now, Tiera was afraid of what the true prophet would see, and deliberately used flesh and blood magic to change the palm lines of her palms at all times—

Therefore, the palm prints that Professor Trelawney touched back and forth were changing all the time~www.wuxiamtl.com~ At that moment Trelawney had come back and forth to prepare several sets of rhetoric, but it changed every time she touched it.

Become Professor Trelawney has begun to doubt life.

"Maybe it's because I was once possessed by Voldemort." Tiera gave Professor Trelawney a step, "so my fate is a bit confusing."

"Oh... um, yes, yes." Professor Trelawney said, "I heard that you also have the gift of prophecy... So can you show your classmates a demonstration of prophecy now?"

Other classmates including Harry looked at Tiera curiously——

Especially one of the protagonists of Tierra's last big prophecy, Justin Finlay.

This prophecy class was given in Gryffindor and Huffpatch together.

"Okay," Tiera said reluctantly, "but I'm going to borrow your sherry—"

Get out of the way, I'm going to pretend.