Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Sure enough, Tierra stood in front of the ugly giant gargoyle——

The ugly gargoyle cocked its nose and eyes—

Then it turned slowly, revealing the spiral staircase behind it.

It wasn't until Tierra stepped on the stairs that he suddenly realized——

Was that ugly gargoyle just making faces at himself?

Isn't that guy trying to please himself?

Is this the special treatment given to the domineering principal, the Dark Lord's ex-boyfriend's substitute student?

Tierra walked obediently up the spiral staircase——

Here he dare not let the parasite drag him up to fly, maybe Dumbledore is watching his every move right now.

At the end of the spiral staircase was a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin's head.

After finally reaching the door of the principal's office, Tierra calmed down, and then raised her hand to knock on the shining brass door knocker——

But before Tierra could touch the brass knocker, the gleaming oak door swung open of its own accord.

The last time Tierra visited the principal's office as "Ghidro Lockhart" because he needed to act and there were too many people around him, so he didn't have time to observe the principal's office carefully——

Behind the door was a large, beautiful circular room, filled with all sorts of funny little sounds.

On the slender-legged table were many strange silverware, whirling and puffing out little puffs of smoke. The walls are covered with portraits of old headmasters and headmasters.

There was also a huge table with claw-shaped legs.

On a shelf behind the desk, there is the school's sorting hat, a glass case next to it contains the sword of Gryffindor, and a black cabinet opposite the glass case contains the Pensieve.

Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes, is perched on a tall gilded perch behind the door.

Tierra is like a playful adolescent kid, looking left and right, wishing to have a panoramic view of all the fun things——

Sword, phoenix, sword, phoenix, sword, phoenix...

Tierra has been silently chanting in her heart——

Seriously, if Dumbledore hadn't been sitting behind the desk, Tierra would have taken the sword anyway, and plucked out some phoenix hairs.

"Welcome, Tierra." Dumbledore stood up with a smile, and walked over from behind the desk.

"Mr. Principal." Tiera also responded with a smile.

"Come, sit." Dumbledore pulled away the chair in front of his desk, then waved his hand, a glass of steaming milk, and a few pieces of fragrant pastries appeared on his desk out of thin air——

"I'm really sorry to call you here at this time." Dumbledore said, "I don't think you can enjoy your breakfast well? Come, sit, and eat something, these are my favorite desserts. "

"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Principal." Tierra obediently walked over——

Then I suddenly remembered that I seem to be in adolescence now.

So he swaggered and sat on the chair in a hurry, then stretched out his hand and grabbed a dessert and stuffed it into his mouth——

Huh? Why still no Veritaserum?

Dumbledore just sat on the other side of the desk, quietly watching Tierra eat——

When Tierra's milk cake was full, Dumbledore waved his hand, and the dirty dishes and food residues on the desk disappeared again.

"Tierra, you're so smart, would you mind guessing why I called you here?" Dumbledore asked kindly.

"Because I've been skipping classes and missing homework lately?" Tierra said.

"No." Dumbledore said.

"Because I've been playing pranks with George and Fred Weasley recently, breaking school rules?" Tierra asked again.

"No." Dumbledore replied.

"Because it's degrading for me to be too intimate with Harry?" Tierra asked again.

Dumbledore: ...

Tierra noticed that the loving smile on Dumbledore's face froze for a moment, his muscles twitched very obviously, and then said:

"no."

"Hey..." Dumbledore rubbed the corners of his brows, sighed and said, "It's a prophecy, Tierra, I called you here for a prophecy! Don't talk to me about these useless things."

"Oh...a prophecy." Tierra deliberately dragged her voice, "What prophecy?"

"Voldemort's prophecy," said Dumbledore.

"What about Voldemort?" Tierra asked again.

Dumbledore: ...

Why didn't I find this stinky brat so annoying before?

Dumbledore raised his hand, rubbed his temples, then took a deep breath and said:

"Mr. Lockhart, I want you to understand. With great power comes great responsibility."

Tierra: ...

Are you Dumbledore or Ben Parker?

Do you want me to arrange for a gangster to shoot you after you finish your lecture?

"You have this talent, Tierra." Dumbledore continued, "It's a gift of fate. Instead of resisting it, it's better to accept it, embrace it, think about it, Tierra, think about it, and after embracing it, you What will you gain? You will gain fame, power, and..."

"Reap a lifetime bed in Nurmengard." Tierra took over Dumbledore's words and said, "and then lose everything overnight, slowly rotting in remorse, pain and despair."

"So you know?" Dumbledore said in surprise.

"How could I not know?" Tierra asked rhetorically, "Draco Malfoy almost called me the second generation of Grindelwald these days. How could I not know about Gellert Grindelwald? Great Dark Lord."

"So you know his deeds well?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes, I know very well." Tierra replied with a smile, "To be honest, if I was born a few decades earlier, I would want to follow Grindelwald."

"Always be with him." Tierra added, "The kind that goes to bed with you."

Tierra saw the veins on Dumbledore's forehead pop suddenly.

"No, you won't." After taking a breath, Dumbledore said, "If you know him well enough, you will know that you can't like him."

"He can't possibly like you either," Dumbledore added.

"Honestly, Mr. Principal, I'm surprised that you would expect me to embrace my talent." Tierra said, "Aren't you afraid that I will really become the next Grindelwald? He has endured the hardships of the world, and was once infected and influenced by black magic."

After a pause, Tierra turned around in her mind, recalling some of her Qzone messages in junior high school——

"Ah, I was hurt by this world. I have seen the darkness of this world. Darkness is the truth. I want to embrace the darkness, ah!" Tierra said, "Look, if I accept my talent, I will definitely would have been a worse Dark Lord than Grindelwald, and I believe I am in some respects no worse than Mr Grindelwald was when he dropped out of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"You don't have to worry about that," said Dumbledore, "and I don't worry at all, because..."

Dumbledore took a sip of tea from his teacup and said:

"You are far behind him."