Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

One hundred and twentieth chapters lose their conscience

Harry's performance in Quidditch earned Gryffindor fifty points.

This extra point became seventy points after Dumbledore returned——

In recognition of Tiera's heroic performance on the court, using magical skills far beyond what a young wizard of this age should have to prevent an out-of-control Bludger from attacking her classmates, Dumbledore added another twenty points to Tiera.

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When Dumbledore announced this, it was at dinner a week later. Dumbledore had a rare dinner in the Great Hall. In the middle of the dinner, Dumbledore knocked the glass elegantly——

"Please be quiet, students." Dumbledore stood up with a cup and said, "Everyone must have seen what happened on the Quidditch field last Saturday. Our lovely Mr. Potter was killed by a crazy man.

Bludger attack—"

Dumbledore paused and continued: "But thanks to Tiera's bravery and genius-like magic skills, our Mr. Potter only has an arm bone... His arm is injured, so I decided, for the sake of our genius little wizard,

Tiera, plus a belated twenty extra points!"

After speaking, Dumbledore raised his glass to Tiera——

The cheers that erupted from the Gryffindor table instantly drowned out the confused Tiera——

Countless hugs and blessings came to Tierra Bee Pupa.

Tiera was unaware of the countless hugs and praises, but stared at Dumbledore sitting in the teacher's chair.

Dumbledore's mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something.

"e...enjoy..."

"u...you...your"

"fa...fame..."

Tiera recognized three words through Dumbledore's mouth movements——

"enjoy your fame?"

Enjoy my fame? What does Dumbledore mean?

Tiera was a little confused. Did Dumbledore think I did this to get others' attention?

Well... let him think so. Tiera also raised the milk in her hand, raised her glass to Dumbledore, and then showed a big and bright smile——

If Dumbledore knew that I wanted to summon an alien god, I'm afraid he wouldn't care about the rules and regulations, the White Devil, or the erosion of black magic——

I, Dumbledore, want to rule the world and be the most terrifying White Devil, so I must first kill you, the kid who brought the alien gods to Earth.

After Tiera raised her glass to Dumbledore, she thought of something again and picked up the glass of milk again——

He put on the craziest smile he could think of and raised his glass to Gilderoy Lockhart, who looked gloomy.

Anger, annoyance and humiliation appeared in turn on Gilderoy Lockhart's face.

In the end, Gilderoy Lockhart's expression settled on a false smile.

Gilderoy Lockhart also raised his glass to Tiera, as if to express his congratulations——

But Tiera, who had been looking directly into Gilderoy Lockhart's eyes, knew that dark emotions finally broke out in Gilderoy Lockhart's heart.

It's just... now is not the time, Tiera thought to herself, it will take some time for him to fully understand the double altar ritual analyzed by Tom Riddle.

Therefore, Tiera decided to temporarily suspend provocation against Gilderoy Lockhart.

Since that day, Tiera's reputation among Gryffindor students has become as good as Harry Potter's, and Gilderoy Lockhart's eyes towards Tiera have become more and more uncomfortable——

Gilderoy Lockhart always wanted to continue his duties as professor and be alone with Tiera, but Tiera always cleverly avoided it.

The days passed like this day by day, and it soon entered December.

As Christmas approaches——

When the school started counting the Christmas stay-at-home lists, Tiera found Malfoy through the contact of the Dark Lord's Mark——

"Meet me at the door of the girls' bathroom on the second floor -" While Malfoy was chatting, laughing and bragging with his two lackeys, a hoarse voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

Malfoy immediately dropped Crabbe and Goyle and ran towards the second floor like his butt was on fire.

"Hey, Malfoy, where are you going?" Goyle called after Malfoy.

"Don't follow me!" Draco responded, having already run to the stairs.

"Master, master..." Draco Malfoy saw Tiera standing at the door of the bathroom on the second floor and bowed down humbly.

Tiera still wears a black robe, but now his face is in a normal state and has not turned into the snake face like when they first met.

Draco has been very law-abiding this semester. Not only did he not trouble Harry, he didn't even bully Neville——

Therefore, Draco really couldn't understand why Tiera came to him at this time.

"Ah-" Draco exclaimed.

Tiera grabbed Draco's hand and roughly pushed him into the bathroom stall.

"You go home this Christmas and get this package with your own hands -" Tiera stuffed a package that was not much bigger than the "Inheriter" into Draco's arms and said heavily:

"It must be with your own hands - you or Lucius or Narcissa, you must be with your own hands, with your own hands! Do you understand? Hand this parcel to a house elf named Dobby in your family -"

"Yes, yes, Lord, Master, but why-"

"Shut up Draco." Tiera scolded, "How dare you ask about my experiment?"

"Yes, yes, Master, I, I understand, I don't dare..." Draco immediately lowered his head.

"Don't open it without permission, otherwise -" Tiera took out her wand and tapped Draco's left arm and said, "otherwise I will know."

"Yes...yes, Master." Draco's head seemed to be lowered.

"Also, tell your father that the second batch of materials I want will be sent to me immediately."

"Yes...yes." Draco said.

"Okay, get out." Tiera said.

Draco Malfoy stumbled out of the girls' bathroom.

Tiera stood alone in the toilet cubicle and touched her chest——

Well, it feels so good to be completely conscienceless.

Then Tiera took out the Marauder's Map from inside the wizard's robe——

Hey, you, Gilderoy Lockhart, are at the door?

Okay, let’s do the two things together today.

Tiera split another layer of skin from her body, wrapped it in Tom Riddle's diary, and hid it in the toilet tank in the toilet.

Then he took out the "Inheriter" from his traceless extension pouch

The "inheritor" gradually deformed and shrank, and finally——

It turned into a diary not much bigger than a palm, with what was written on it——

tom·marvolo·riddle

Tiera shook the "diary" in her hand, smiled, and then wrapped the diary tightly into her plush coat.

Pretending to be panicked, he prepared to step out of the cubicle——

But Tiera took back the foot that stepped out, stuffed the Marauder's Map into the traceless extension bag, and then hid the traceless extension bag.

After everything happened last night, Tiera opened her legs and walked out of the bathroom with a panic look on her face——

As soon as Tiera came out of the bathroom door, she felt a pain in the back of her head, and then her "eyes went black" and she fainted on the ground——

Gilderoy Lockhart walked out from behind the statue next to the girls' bathroom with a triumphant smile on his face, holding a brick in his hand.

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