Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"How is it?" After seeing Tiera coming out of Nurmengard, Dumbledore, who had been waiting outside the fortress, asked anxiously and nervously——

"Is he doing well?" Dumbledore asked hesitantly.

"Very good." Tiera said indifferently, "He is doing very well."

"What did he tell you?" Dumbledore asked again.

"He thinks that my current plan is a bit too hasty." Tiera thought for a while and then said carefully, "He thinks that I should help you clear out the illegal elements in the wizarding world before proceeding with the immigration of all people."

"What do you mean?" Dumbledore asked.

"I agree with his idea." Tiera shook her head helplessly and said, "I agree to stay and deal with Voldemort first."

"Very good." Dumbledore said with a smile, "What else can Gellert say?"

"He said." Tiera looked up at Dumbledore, and Dumbledore also looked at Tiera——

"He also said," Tiera sighed, paused, and then said, "He also said that he was willing to hand over his name, his remnants, and his image to me. He hoped that I can, according to my wishes, build a new magical world that is fair and just, without oppression, class, or discrimination."

"A very good ideal and a great goal," Dumbledore praised, and then asked expectantly, "Are there any more?"

"Alas," Tiera said helplessly, "He said he still loves you. This love has never changed. This love will last until death. But I'm sorry, he can't see you again. He has gone too far on this road. , has fallen too deep. He no longer has a human form. If he meets you, he will bring immeasurable harm to you and the entire world."

Dumbledore nodded silently and without saying anything else, he apparated directly back to the principal's office at Hogwarts.

Tiera followed suit and jumped directly back to Hogwarts through the divine dimension.

After returning to Hogwarts, Tiera was suddenly stunned——

"What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked.

"Oh no, it's nothing." Tiera patted her forehead, "I just forgot one thing. Mrs. Rosier, Igor Karkaroff and that Hathaway Romanoff seem to have been obsessed with me. Trapped in the Forbidden Forest."

"What? Didn't you say it would disappear in a few days?" Dumbledore asked in surprise.

"That's because the infinite lock I built after I successfully left will automatically collapse without the support of my power." Tiera scratched her head helplessly, "But I didn't make it, so the dimensional power has always been there. There is a continuous supply of infinite locks. I have been busy exploring the reasons why I can’t stay away these days, and I haven’t paid attention to them for a while.”

"But forget it, they look fine." Tiera said, then smiled, "They can still hold on."

At the same time, deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Hathaway Romanoff was leaning against a thick tree trunk out of breath. Her snow-white hair was obviously a little messy, but her clothes were still neat and not stained with much dust. Her face was just a little pale, as if she was recovering from a serious illness.

As for the other two, Mrs. Rosier and Igor Karkaroff——

At this time, they were as thin as skeletons, with dull eyes, sallow complexion, and lifeless eyes. They fell under a giant tree not far from Hathaway Romanoff. If it weren't for their chests, they would still be heaving slightly. , otherwise anyone who looks at them will just think that they are just two mummies that died of starvation.

Both Mrs. Rosier and Igor Karkaroff have fallen into deep despair. Even Hathaway Romanoff stopped attacking not long ago, but lay down under the tree with a look of despair. .

They have forgotten how long they have been trapped in this forbidden forest, maybe a week, maybe a month, maybe a full year. Time seems meaningless here, and the sky above their heads is always the same as when they entered. At night, the bright and aloof moon hung unchangingly above their heads, like a superior god, seeming to laugh at their overestimation.

This is the Forbidden Forest, which has lush vegetation. With magic, Hathaway, Mrs. Rosier and Igor Karkaroff will not starve to death or die of thirst, but being imprisoned, this kind of never succeeds. The despair of the day can crush them——

Madam Rosier was lucky. After all, she was the one who followed Grindelwald and saw the stormy waves. Although she was desperate, she still retained a little bit of sanity and leaned silently under the tree trunk.

…

"What are you going to do with them?" Dumbledore asked.

"You mean them?" Tiera sneered, "I don't know, what are your plans?"

Dumbledore: ...

Seeing you smiling so confidently, I thought you had some good ideas.

"There's no other way. You can't predict the future. I left them here in the first place..." Tiera stopped talking in the middle of her sentence——

Tiera suddenly remembered that she seemed to be able to predict the future.

"Haha..." Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand, and a pot of hot tea gradually appeared in the air. Dumbledore poured a cup for himself and Tiera each.

"Hey... I was thinking that I would leave one or a few thugs for you." Tiera said, "But I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to leave..."

"So you've decided to stay?" Dumbledore asked. "I need a definite answer from you."

"I'm sure." Tiera said. He was determined to stay here. Whether voluntarily or forced, he had no other choice, and he would stay for a long time.

Tiera asked Grindelwald what he meant by assimilation and influence, but——

When Tiera asked what he meant, everything around him suddenly became dark, and the feeling of neither light nor darkness came over again——

"Little fox...hehehehe..." Grindelwald suddenly laughed strangely, his voice became hoarse and deep, with a frivolous and joking tone in his tone——

"Little fox, little fox...I've talked about it so thoroughly...do you want me to break it open and stuff it into your mouth, huh?"

"Grindelwald" said, "You can think of the rest..."

——Then Tiera ran away in despair.

Don't dare to wait a moment longer.

"Okay, very good." Dumbledore smiled and rubbed his hands, took out an envelope from the drawer, and crossed it lightly, "Of course I hope you can stay and stay here for such an excellent student. "

Tiye opened the envelope——

"If possible, I hope you can stay as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts." Dumbledore poured himself another cup of black tea and said while drinking.

Tiera:......

Tiera looked helplessly at the appointment letter in her hand——

Low EQ: I want to see if you really won’t die after becoming a god.

High emotional intelligence: Have you ever considered becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts?

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