Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 749
"No—!" Harry cried out in despair as he looked at the piles of exam papers in front of him.

Tyrell raised her hand, put two fingers together, and poked Harry's forehead, signaling him to stop struggling and accept reality.

“Harry, you’re a big kid now. You need to understand what a good final exam score and a solid knowledge base mean to a wizard your age. You need to know that no matter what happens, even if the Philosopher’s Stone is stolen, nothing is more important than your studies,” Tierra said in a kind and gentle tone.

“But…but…” Harry felt a mix of anxiety, responsibility, and frustration at not wanting to do math problems. He knew that Tierra’s words made sense, but seeing those stacks and stacks of problems made Harry feel dizzy and lightheaded.

“Okay, alright, Tyella, I understand,” Harry said softly. “I’ll prioritize my studies and make sure I’m best prepared for the exams.”

“Very good, Harry, do a test first.” Tierra smiled slightly, waved her hand, and a test paper full of writing suddenly appeared in mid-air, then floated down in front of Harry.

"Oh! I forgot I don't think I brought a pen," Harry exclaimed. "I'll go back and get it."

“No need.” Tierra pressed Harry, who was about to stand up, back down and conjured a pen out of thin air.

Harry felt as if Tyella's hand on his shoulder weighed a ton.

"How about I take the test back and do it?" Harry said, making another excuse. "I won't bother you anymore; you're quite busy."

“No need, just do it here,” Tiera said calmly. “I can explain any questions you don’t understand.”

Harry looked at Tyrell's ambiguous expression and felt somewhat powerless. Harry understood that he simply couldn't refuse Tyrell's offer right now.

So Harry had no choice but to follow Tierra's instructions and sit down to begin the exam. Holding his pen, Harry nervously glanced at the questions on the exam paper—

There were many questions, almost all of them long calculation problems, and Harry suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Tierra said with a smile. “If you want to keep up with me, or even Hermione, these are the questions you have to know.”

"Don't even mention you, those officials in the Ministry of Magic outside, those heads of various pure-blood families that I recruited to work for me, they would be overjoyed if they could get a test paper like this," Tiera said again. "The calculations on this paper are all dimensional coordinate calculations related to the rite of godhood."

"Wouldn't that be too difficult for me?" Harry asked.

“Of course,” Langiersu said with a smile. “If it’s not difficult, how can we use up your excess energy? It will save you from having nothing to do all day and constantly thinking about how to protect the Philosopher’s Stone.”

“It’s not like we were in first year anymore. Voldemort has already been defeated in Europe. If he had the ability, he would have made a comeback long ago, instead of doing what he’s doing now, dragging Draco Malfoy, that underage brat, into doing some sneaky little tricks.” Tierra chuckled and tapped Harry on the head.

“But…” Harry wanted to argue, but was quickly interrupted by another set of test papers that Tyrell pulled out.

"If you're still not done, I have more here."

(End of this chapter)