Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Chapter 351 Tool Man

The day before the second event, Tiera stopped her calculations and began to prepare a little bit for the second event tomorrow.

"Hmm... what kind of magic is better to use..." Tiera stretched out her hand, summoned the "Necronomicon" and "R'lyeh Text", flipped through them a little, and then stopped on one of the pages -

"Well, that's it."

…

At the same time, Harry found nothing and felt as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

He knew very well that even if by miracle he discovered a suitable spell, it would be difficult to master it overnight——

How could he let things get to this point? Why hadn't he started delving into the clues provided by the golden egg earlier? Why was he deserting in class—

Maybe a teacher once mentioned how to breathe underwater?

The sun outside the window was gradually setting. He, Hermione, and Ron were sitting in the library, flipping through the spell books anxiously. There were several piles of books on the table in front of everyone, and they couldn't see each other. Whenever Harry saw the word "water" in a book, his heart would beat wildly, but if he looked carefully, he would often see two pints of water, half a pound of chopped mandrake, and then... Add a newt...

"I don't think this will work!" Ron's voice came dryly from the other end of the table, "I can't find anything. Nothing. Maybe the Taogan spell is closer, and it can clean the water from ponds and puddles. You can do it, but you can’t have that much power to drain the entire lake.”

"There must be a way," Hermione murmured, moving a candle closer. Her eyes were so tired that she had to lean in very close, with her nose only an inch away from the page, in order to read the fine print of "Old Forgotten Magic and Spells." "Harry, maybe we should ask-"

"No!" Harry said stubbornly, "I want to finish it alone!"

"Tiera is right!" Harry closed a book, then took out a second one, and continued to read, "I can't always rely on him! I must solve it myself."

"Alas..." Hermione sighed, no longer persuading, but continued to read the next magic book.

"Hey, Harry, Hermione, and cute little Ronnie!" At this time, two tall and thin handsome guys suddenly emerged from behind the bookshelf -

"What are you two doing here?" Ron asked.

"Looking for you," said George. "Professor McGonagall has sent for you, Ron. And you, Hermione."

"What?" Hermione asked, looking surprised.

"We're going to take you to her office," Fred said. "I don't know what it is."

"But I think Professor McGonagall's face is quite ugly." George added, "You'd better be careful."

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry, and Harry felt his heart sink. Is Professor McGonagall going to reprimand Ron and Hermione? Maybe she had noticed them helping him? He should figure out how to complete the competition events by himself!

"I'll meet you in the common room, Harry," Hermione said to Harry, getting up and leaving with Ron - both of them looking very nervous.

"You can take back as many of these books as you can, okay?" Hermione asked Harry like a mother.

"Okay, okay," Harry said, feeling uneasy.

At eight o'clock, Mrs. Pince turned off all the lights and came to chase Harry out of the library.

Harry staggered back to the Gryffindor common room with a pile of books in his arms, walked to a table in the corner, and began to search again. There's nothing in "The Wild Magic of Strange Wizards"... Nothing in "A Guide to Medieval Witchcraft"... There's nothing in "Selected Spells of the Eighteenth Century", "Scary Creatures of the Deep" and "You Don't Know Yourself". The abilities you possess and how to use them once you understand them", there is not a single word about ways to survive underwater.

Crookshanks climbed into Harry's lap, curled up, and snored sweetly. The common room was gradually emptying out. Before leaving, his classmates wished him good luck tomorrow, with the same cheerful and confident tone as Hagrid. Clearly, they all believed he was going to deliver another fantastic performance, just like he did in the first project. Unable to answer them, Harry nodded, feeling as if he had a golf ball stuck in his throat.

At ten minutes to twelve, he and Crookshanks were the only ones left in the common room. He had searched through all the books, but Ron and Hermione hadn't returned yet.

It's over, he said to himself. You can't do it anymore. You have to walk to the lake tomorrow and tell the referee...

He imagined himself explaining to the referee that he couldn't complete the project. He imagined Bagman's eyes widening with surprise on his face.

Karkaroff showed his yellow teeth and smiled happily.

He could almost hear Fleur Delacour's voice: "I already knew...he was too young, he is still a boy."

Seeing Hagrid's frustrated and disbelieving face...

"Harry?" At this time, the door to the Gryffindor common room opened. Harry responded and saw Tiera walking in from the door of the Gryffindor common room——

"Oh, hi, Tiera!" Harry said in a panic as he tried to put away the books spread out in the common room.

"Alas..." Tiera walked up to Harry and sat cross-legged like Harry.

"Don't worry, Harry." Tiera said, reaching out and touching Harry's head, "You don't really think I won't help you at all, do you?"

"T-Tiera?" Harry looked at Tiera in surprise and said, "You, you, do you have any idea?"

"But, even if you tell me the spell now, I, I can't master it." Harry said a little frustrated.

"Hey, don't worry." Tiera said with a smile, "It's not a spell."

As she spoke, Tiera took out a handful of wet waterweed with a fishy smell from her pocket.

"What, what is this?" Harry looked at the water plant in Tiera's hand carefully, then raised his head and asked doubtfully.

"Alas..." Tiera breathed a helpless sigh and scratched her head——

In fact, Tiera stopped calculating as early as noon and returned to Hogwarts from the library of Desolate Star. She did not use the time turner again, but went to the Hogwarts auditorium as usual. Eat in the hall and prepare to take a good rest.

After all, combining work and rest is the right way.

It's just that Harry, Ron and Hermione were all in the Hogwarts library at the time, so they missed Tiera.

But Tiera’s leisure time ended quickly——

After eating Tiela for lunch, he was called to the office by Professor Barty Moody Jr., where he rambled on, and then Barty Moody Jr. stuffed this ball of waterweed into his hand.

Tiera recognized this ball of waterweed at a glance——

It's gillyweed.

Obviously, after Harry failed, Barty Moody Jr. became anxious and started to find a tool man.

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