After the banquet, the remaining days of the summer semester were spent in dazzling sunlight. Hogwarts returned to normal. Due to the petrified attack, Dumbledore canceled all final exams, which made almost all the young wizards cheer -
Except for Hermione, because Hermione felt that even if she was petrified for more than a month, she could still get full marks. After all, she had already previewed all the classes this semester during the summer vacation and Christmas vacation.
However, because she had been petrified for nearly a month, Hermione felt that her preparation plan had been seriously disrupted, so during the last period of her stay at Hogwarts, Hermione clung to Tiera like brown candy——
Whether it's Tiera's true form or "Gilderoy Lockhart".
Chasing after Tiera and asking questions about the third grade course preview was simply more annoying than when she had a crush on Tiera.
Since Tiera was petrified at the end of January, Tiera still needs to take third-grade classes——
"Hermione, what course did you choose in third grade?" After Hermione asked a question, Tiera took out the course selection list and asked Hermione.
"Me?" Hermione replied nervously, "I just took as many classes as I could."
"Then which ones did you choose?" Tiera asked again.
"I've chosen everything I could," Hermione said.
"Did you choose arithmetic? Did you choose divination? What about ancient runes? What about Care of Magical Creatures? And Muggle Studies?" Tiera continued to ask.
"Oh, right." Hermione slapped her head, and then exclaimed, "When you said that, I suddenly remembered that Professor Lockhart and I had agreed to teach me the mathematical calculations of arithmetic divination for a while. I'll start with gone."
After saying that, Hermione hurried away——
Tiera:......
Don't lie, I didn't promise to teach you any arithmetic divination.
At the same time, Tiera quickly asked "Gilderoy Lockhart" to hide——
Although Hermione's statement about going to "Gilderoy Lockhart" to ask questions was a lie made up on the spur of the moment, Tiera had to guard against Hermione simply pretending to be the real one and actually going to "Gilderoy Lockhart" ask questions--
He didn't want to be caught by Hermione asking a bunch of questions again.
Tiera had enough trouble dealing with the endless stream of "admirers" these days.
Most of them are girls, all admirers of Lockhart. They know that there is a huge gap between them and Gilderoy Lockhart, so they want to save the country through curves——
If I can't be Gilderoy Lockhart's woman, then I will be Gilderoy Lockhart's daughter-in-law.
Tiera has received more love letters and gifts in the past few days than he planted rice seedlings in his previous life.
There are normal gifts such as chocolates, scarves, gloves, and shoes.
But there was also a lock of hair, a pack of nails, and even one of Tiera’s own underwear——
Whether it was a normal gift or these strange gifts, Tierra threw them all to Dobby as if they were employee benefits for him.
After Hermione ran away, Tiera was going to ask Professor McGonagall——
He remembered that in the original book, Hermione applied for a time turner from the Ministry of Magic through Professor McGonagall.
Tiera quietly looked around and after making sure there were no girls, she walked out of the door of the Gryffindor lounge, hiding around and preparing to walk to Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor.
When Tiera turned a corner——
I met an old man with a gray beard head on.
"Oh, my little Tiera." Dumbledore said with a smile, "It seems that you are enjoying your fame more and more."
For some reason, Tiera always felt that Dumbledore was smiling cheaply, with an expression of gloating about his misfortune.
"That's not my fame, that's Gilderoy Lockhart's fame." Tiera sighed.
"You see, you don't know this clearly?" Dumbledore changed his fierce expression when he faced Gilderoy Lockhart and said, "Then why did you agree to Gilderoy Lockhart's adoption? Your intelligence should know that he is not here to give you a family, and he cannot bring you the warmth of a family."
"I was after his wealth and his money." Tiera sighed and said, "But I regret it now. I was still young at that time and didn't know that all the gifts of fate were secretly marked with a price."
Dumbledore stroked his beard, looked at Tiera silently, and then sighed:
"You are so mature, Tiera. Sometimes I almost forget that you are just a little wizard who has just entered school for two years."
"If you knew how Voldemort whispered in my ear, and if you knew how I had been living on the streets since I was six years old, you might not be so surprised," Tiera said.
"Yes, Tiera, I can imagine it." Dumbledore said, "Although your past is dark, I hope your heart still yearns for light."
"Oh, look at me, this bad old man." Dumbledore suddenly patted his head and said, "Look, it must be extremely important for you to come out of the Gryffindor common room at this time. Is there something to be done? I have been chatting with you for such a long time. "
"Yes, Mr. Principal, I'm going to ask Professor McGonagall about course selection," Tiera said.
"Choose courses?" Dumbledore stroked his beard, "Do you have any difficulty in choosing courses? Maybe I can help."
"Um... ok..." Tiera hesitated for a while and said, "That's it, Hermione has been chasing me recently to discuss the next semester's course study with me, and then I found... she seemed to It’s almost impossible to take all the courses in the semester. There are several courses in the next semester’s schedule that conflict with each other, so I’m wondering, is there any way in the school that we can take all the courses? Including Then conflict the courses first.”
"Very keen observation." Dumbledore praised, "I can tell you that your guess is completely correct, but I don't recommend you do this."
"Why?" Tiera asked.
"You are already good enough, Tiera. In your first and second years, you have experienced horrific things that most wizards will never experience in their lifetime." Dumbledore said kindly, "I think compared to knowledge, you What is needed more is rest.”
"But Mr. Principal..."
"It's nothing." Dumbledore said with a slightly straight face, "I am thinking about your mental safety. It is good to pursue knowledge, but knowledge is not everything in our lives. Look up from the book Come on, Tiera, think about the sunshine outside, think about the flowers and grass, think about the breeze and the bright moon, and then think about your Harry. He hasn’t spoken to you for more than three months. He must have a lot to talk to. you say."
Wait, what is my Harry?
Tiera looked at Dumbledore a little weirdly, don't look at Renji with evil eyes, okay, you and Grindelwald are your business, don't always think about bringing together our next generation of little flowers.
Harry and I are both very popular, so we are just friends.
Although I haven't read Harry's mind in a long time, I'm sure Harry thinks so too.
