Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"No! I'm not willing to do it!" Dobby yelled, but then his ears drooped again, "But what can I do? I'm just a house elf..."

"You can join us." Tiera stretched out her hand to Dobby and said.

"Join... you?" Dobby asked doubtfully.

"Huh-" Tiera whistled.

"Boom -" Huge water splash exploded from the lake behind Dobby, and a huge rough snake head suddenly emerged from the lake -

"This, this, this, what is this?" Dobby was startled.

"Don't be afraid, Dobby." Tiera grabbed Dobby who was about to apparate, and then in Dobby's frightened eyes——

Slytherin lowered his head gently.

His two huge lantern-like eyes were each covered with a large translucent light black glass cover.

The two glass covers are connected by a black belt, just like wearing a pair of light black swimming goggles on the head of a Slytherin snake.

"Please allow me to introduce you, this is Salazar Slytherin, the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts." Tiera let go of Dobby's arm.

"Snake, snake, basilisk?" Dobby's voice still contained fear.

"But please don't be afraid." Tiera said, "Salazar Slytherin was framed by a traitor, so he had to turn into this kind of basilisk, but after my treatment... although he was not completely

He has recovered, but he has become much gentler and will no longer wreak havoc or follow his instinct to kill."

Tiera pushed Dobby from behind.

"You can go and touch him."

Slytherin also lowered the snake's head gently.

Dobby trembled and stretched out his hand towards Slytherin's snake head.

His thin palm carefully touched the wet and greasy scales on the tip of Slytherin's nose, and then quickly pulled it back.

"It's true! It's true!" Dobby touched it excitedly again, "He actually, didn't attack me!"

"Thank God! Harry Potter, Harry Potter is safe!" Dobby jumped up excitedly and turned 720 degrees on the spot.

"Harry Potter has always been safe."

"So Mr. Tiera is not a dark wizard?" Dobby looked at Tiera excitedly.

"No, I am." Tiera said calmly.

Dobby ducked aside warily.

"But who says dark wizards must be evil?" Tiera asked, "Have you ever seen me do anything bad?"

"You..." Dobby racked his brains to recall, recall, and then recall again——

"No." Dobby replied, seeming to have let down his guard against Tiera a little more.

"But that doesn't mean I won't do it in the future." Tiera said again.

Dobby tensed up again.

"Don't be nervous." Tiera said with a smile, "Dobby, tell me, what do I want to do?"

"You...you want to liberate the house elves?" Dobby asked hesitantly.

"How do I free the house elves?" Tiera asked again.

"This...this...Dobby doesn't know."

"I want revolution." Tiera said decisively.

"What is revolution?" Dobby asked.

"Revolution is not a dinner party, writing an article, painting or embroidering. It cannot be so elegant, so leisurely, so gentle, so gentle, courteous and thrifty."

"Revolution is a riot, a violent action in which one class overthrows another class."

"How do we riot? How do we overthrow another class?" Tiera asked again.

"Dobby...Dobby doesn't know either."

"Strength." Tiera said, "I need strength, and you need strength too."

"Then tell me, Dobby, how do I, or we, gain power? How do we gain power that surpasses ordinary people and crushes the entire wizarding world?"

"Dark magic?" Dobby replied, "But dark magic is... all evil..."

"No, Dobby, no, black magic or other magic is never good or bad, they are just power. Black magic can be used for cooking, and the magic used for cooking can also be used to kill people." Tiera

Said, "They are only as good as the people who use them——"

"Some people use black magic to oppress the people and dominate the people, such as Voldemort, so even if he is alive, he is like a dead person."

"But some people." Tiera stared at Dobby and said, "Some people learn black magic in order to let the working people live a better life, so that the house elves can have freedom, dignity and status.

, free from oppression, free from slavery.”

"So Dobby, who do you think I am?" Tiera asked again.

"You are the second type... you want to liberate all house elves!" Dobby replied excitedly, "I understand! Mr. Tiera is the second type of person. Mr. Tiera learns black magic to liberate

House Elf!"

"Hmm...well, yes." Tiera said, "Seriously, if it weren't for liberating the house elves, I, what kind of black magic would I learn? It's tiring and difficult to learn. Who wouldn't want to be honest?

What if you actually graduate from Hogwarts and then find a job where you're just waiting to die?"

"Sir, you are really, really great!" Dobby said excitedly.

"But why do you want to free the house elves?" Dobby asked, "As if, as if this is your own business... There has never been a wizard willing to treat a house elf like this."

"Because... standing in front of me is not you Dobby, no, not you alone, but a race, an enslaved race, a race groaning in humiliation. When I look at you, I

Like seeing myself in the future." Tiera put on a sad look, "What do you think is the difference between wizards and house elves?"

"Very...big?" Dobby asked cautiously.

"No, there is no difference between wizards and house elves." Tiera said, "At least, in the eyes of Voldemort, there is no difference between house elves and other wizards. We are all animals to be slaughtered, and we should all be enslaved by him.

slave."

"So I want to liberate you. I liberate the house elves, just like liberating myself." Tiera said, "Only when we unite, only when wizards and house elves unite, can we overthrow Voldemort, and can we overthrow the people who are under pressure.

There is an evil wizard lording it over us."

"Fu... the mysterious man, will the mysterious man come back?" Dobby asked again in horror, "Sir, how did you know?"

"Yes, I will come back." Tiera said, "I am a prophet. I think you should have heard that I predicted the return of Voldemort. I... saw it..."

"Voldemort will come back." Tiera pulled Dobby and said in a scary tone, "I saw it. Voldemort will come back. He rises from the smoke and flames. He will kill us. He will kill us."

It killed us all. No one was spared."

Looking at Dobby's pale face, Tiera felt that it was almost done and asked:

"So Dobby, tell me your answer. Are you willing to join me? Are you willing to join the great revolutionary team? Are you willing to follow me to liberate the house elves? Are you willing to save the wizarding world with me? Even if

Our souls are tainted by black magic, even if we fall into the abyss of evil, even if we are reviled by the world."

Tiera stretched out her hand, and golden threads climbed up Tiera's arms, igniting a cluster of golden flames on Tiera's palm that was reaching towards Dobby.

"Are you willing to work with me...to change the world?"

Dobby's eyes flashed with hesitation, fear, and hesitation, but in the end, he resolutely reached out his hand, passed through the golden flames, and held Tiera's hand.

"I do."