"Oh? You know about the Golden Book Conference?" Tiera asked, pretending to be surprised.

"When, of course!" There was a hint of excitement in Horace Slughorn's voice.

"Well, that is the high-level wizarding alliance established by Dumbledore during his fight against Grindelwald... There is no shortage of existences like Nicoleme at the top of the wizarding world!" Horace Slughorn flushed with excitement , "Tiella, you, you, you... are you a member of the Golden Book Conference?"

The last sentence, Horace Slughorn seemed to ask incredulously.

"Of course." Tiera said with a smile, "You are so knowledgeable... I must be very clear that the ceremony of becoming a **** is not just a legend, but a real road to immortality."

"When Professor Dumbledore caught a glimpse of my plan and learned that I was about to embark on the road to becoming a god, he invited me as the founder of the Golden Book Conference." Tiera said slowly, "And After I completed the ritual of becoming a **** and became a divine dimension creature, I also became a full member of the Golden Book Conference, and now I invite you as a full member..."

"I do!" said Horace Slughorn before Tiera could finish. "I mean, I agree! It's a pleasure to join the Golden Book Conference!"

"Oh... no no no..." Tiera said with a smile instead, "Please don't worry, Professor Slughorn, I can understand your mood, although the Golden Book Conference is a joint exchange of academic experience and A relatively loose organization to expand contacts, but it can’t be said that there are no entry requirements, right?”

"Also, there are also conditions for membership?" Horace Slughorn's face changed slightly.

"Of course." Tiera said naturally, "Muggles have to pay a symbolic membership fee of 180 yuan every year to join any academic organization. How can we not have the conditions for membership?"

"That, that, that... well... you... you... what do you need from me?" Horace Slughorn took a deep breath and asked cautiously.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." Seeing Horace Slughorn like this, Tiera chuckled, "We're just a very loose academic research alliance, and it won't let you do something impossible. Mission accomplished. Like taking out Voldemort single-handedly."

"The goal of this conference is to work together to explore the truth of the universe, and to develop practical spells that can greatly benefit the wizarding world, and based on this, further liberate wizarding productivity and promote the intellectual and social structure of the wizarding world. Progress." Tiera briefly explained the theme of the Golden Book Conference, "whether it's exploring the truth of the universe, or developing practical spells that benefit the wizarding world, or unlocking productivity and advancing the ideological and social structure of the wizarding world Progress is a very, very, very long journey, so we are not accepting short-lived species for the time being."

"In other words, although you have enough qualifications and knowledge to join the Golden Book Conference, but..." Tiera said after a pause, "It's a pity that you are still a short-term student and do not meet the qualifications... If you can Use the rich magic reserve in your head to find a way to turn yourself into an immortal... I'd be happy to be your referrer."

"Really, really?" Horace Slughorn asked excitedly.

"Really." Tiera nodded, "But as your referrer... I need to set some special conditions for you."

"What conditions?" Horace Slughorn.

"The use of Horcruxes is not allowed." Tiera said with a smile, "It is not allowed to obtain longevity by refining Horcruxes. To be more precise... I hope you can obtain longevity in a smarter way. ."

"What, in what way?" asked Horace Slughorn.

"Crack—" Tiera snapped her fingers, then pointed lightly at the podium beside Horace Slughorn—

"Crash..."

Pages and pages of paper notes emerged from the air, piled neatly on the podium until they were flush with Horace Slughorn's chin.

"Using your own knowledge and potion skills that you have practiced over the years...refined a magic stone." Tiera said with a smile, "Just take it as my entrance exam for you."

"Magic, the Philosopher's Stone!" Horace Slughorn shouted in a voiceless voice, "Well, then these..."

Horace Slughorn pointed to the large pile of materials on his podium.

"Niccolome's materials and experimental notes for refining the Philosopher's Stone." Tiera said with a smile, "This is a shared material within the Golden Book Conference, so I shouldn't have given it to others. Yes... But I believe in your level and ability, I believe that you will pass the test and successfully refine the magic stone, so as to join the Golden Book Conference... You should be a member of the Golden Book Conference in advance benefits."

Horace Slughorn was too excited to speak, flipping through the materials and notes on the podium with slightly trembling fingers.

"Then..." Tiera bowed slightly towards Horace Slughorn, "I won't bother you too much."

After speaking, Tiera disappeared directly into the potions basement.

And Horace Slughorn didn't even look up, but was completely immersed in the information Tiera gave.

......

The first class on the second day of school was Professor Snape's defense class.

Snape's Defense class was somewhat deserted because of Tierra's Dark Arts class, at least Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the other sixth graders in Gryffindor didn't have one this term. Choose Snape's Defense class.

The Defense Class classroom was directly used as the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom on the third floor, and was only separated from Tierra's Dark Arts classroom by a prize room. Of course, this classroom had been rearranged according to Snape's favorite style. now-

It was darker than before, all the curtains were drawn down, and the dim candlelight reflected the many paintings on the walls of tortured people.

Terrible injuries and grotesque limbs caught the eyes of all the students who came to the class.

Everyone sat down quietly~lightnovelpub.net~ looked at these gloomy and terrifying pictures with curiosity and fear.

"I didn't ask you to take out your textbooks," Snape said in a gloomy voice.

He walked in from the outside, closed the door, and turned behind his desk to face the class.

A little witch hurriedly put "Fight Against Mysterious Man" back in her schoolbag and tucked it under the chair.

Snape's defense class was for fourth-year little wizards.

"I want you to listen and pay attention to what I have to say." His dark eyes glanced at the raised faces of the students, "So far there have been..."

"crunch-"

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Snape's speech.

"Sorry, Professor Snape." Investigator Tiera walked in from the door, found a seat in the last row and sat down, pretending to be a good student.

"I'm late." Tiera said with a smile, "You don't mind me watching, right? As the main discussion content of the teachers' meeting at the end of the month."