Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"You are so shameless, Mr. Lockhart." Dumbledore said with an angry smile, "You actually attacked a child."

"I also...I don't want to...but...but...but I...can't help it..." Tiera seemed to have a complete breakdown of defenses in her heart, crying and saying intermittently, "If...if

If I don’t do this... my... my reputation, my... reputation over the years, will be completely ruined..."

"That's not your reputation! Mr. Lockhart!" Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became as sharp as an eagle, "That's the reputation of countless wizards who were harmed by you! The stories they risked their lives to write have been

You shameful thief stole it and forced it on yourself!"

"I didn't mean it... ugh..." Tiera cried so hard, "I'm not... what can I do? I... what, I don't know any magic... ugh... what can I do...

…Woo…”

"Okay, Lockhart, face your mistakes like a man!" Dumbledore slammed the teacup in his hand on the desk, making a dull sound like a hammer hitting the ground. "Now that it's open,

Just tell me how you attacked Tiera."

"I, I used bricks, I knocked Tiera unconscious with bricks, and then found the crown from him." Tiera said, "I recognized it immediately, it was Ravenclaw's crown.

I was so happy that I almost went crazy. I thought Tiera’s wisdom came from this, so I almost didn’t think about it and immediately put the crown on my head, and then——”

"Then a voice suddenly appeared in my mind." Tiera stretched out her hands and painfully scratched the curly blond hair of "Gilderoy Lockhart" as if she was trying to pluck off her scalp. "That voice was like it was attached to a bone."

The gangrene is deeply rooted in my brain. I shake it off, I shake it off, I can’t get rid of it..."

"Then it told me that it was called Ravenclaw, and it was a memory of Ravenclaw a thousand years ago - it said it could bring me real power." Tiera scratched her hair for a while and continued, "In the beginning

, just as I longed for, it gave me strength, gave me confidence, and allowed me to play with the power of black magic like a puppet in my hand. I thought it was my friend-"

"Until it gave me a ritual, it said, this is a ritual that can permanently give me power, but I know, I know this ritual, or I know the configuration of this ritual, Voldemort doesn't know, although I am in other magic

My natural talent is very low, but I am quite knowledgeable in ritual magic, so I could tell at a glance that his so-called host altar was actually a sacrifice altar, and it wanted to use me as a sacrifice! It actually wanted to

Treat me as a sacrifice—" Tiera said.

"Then what?" Dumbledore asked indifferently, "Then what does this have to do with the little wizards at Hogwarts? Why were they petrified?"

"The night I learned about the ritual, I found Tiera again and learned everything from him——"

"How did you find out?" Dumbledore interrupted rudely.

"I, I..." Tiera showed a very painful expression, "I became Legilimency on him..."

"Gilderoy Lockhart! You are simply a bastard with no moral bottom line!" Dumbledore scolded, suddenly stood up, paced back and forth behind the desk, and then suddenly put his hands on the desk and looked down at him.

By Gilderoy Lockhart——

"Do you think I didn't notice something strange about Tiera? Do you think I didn't know it was him who stole the magic stone? Do you really think I'm an Alzheimer's person?" Tiera didn't notice Deng until this moment.

How tall Bledo is——

Dumbledore always smiled amiably when getting along with the students, which made Tiera almost forget that Dumbledore was a 1.8-meter-tall powerful wizard who once shouted "for greater good" with Grindelwald.

"We absolutely do not allow the use of legilimens on minor wizards -" Dumbledore said, "This is our moral bottom line! You can't imagine that legilimens will affect the soul and spirit of a young wizard... and spirit

What an impact it has on the world! Especially for such a young child, Tiera is only twelve years old! If Tiera is not a strong child, his mental world may have been messed up by your rookie Legilimency.

It’s a mess—”

"Do you know, for this alone I can send you to Azkaban!" Dumbledore threatened.

Azkaban? And such good things?

Tiera suddenly felt happy. My experimental product was free.

But Tiera still pretended to be terrified.

"But do you know why I didn't expose you? Why did I agree to write your application for the Merlin Order of Merlin, Second Class?" Dumbledore sat back on his chair and stared in front of him with a heavy face.

"Gilderoy Lockhart".

"Because...because I stopped Voldemort?" Tiera asked cautiously.

"Yes, Mr. Lockhart," said Dumbledore, "I think you must have tampered with Voldemort's ritual, right?"

"Yes, Voldemort wanted to use me as a sacrifice, summon the devil, use his magic skills to imprison the devil, and then fuse the devil and the magic stone to create a new body for himself-" Tiera said, "But this ritual was

I saw through it, and I switched places with him, with him as the sacrifice and me as the host, using the magic stone in exchange for my current power."

"What about those attacks?" Dumbledore asked again.

"I learned from Tiera that Voldemort is the descendant of Slytherin. He can open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and control the basilisk inside. The day after I went to Tiera to confirm everything, Tiera

He was petrified, followed by other young wizards of Muggle origin——" Tiera said.

"Luckily, this petrification is temporary, Mr. Lockhart." Dumbledore said coldly, "Otherwise, if a little wizard's life was in danger, you would be in a cell in Azkaban right now."

Gilderoy Lockhart, played by Tiera, did not dare to refute after the story was told, and could only sit on the chair like a child who had done something wrong.

"Fortunately, although you are greedy, ignorant, and stupid, the situation has not reached the point where it is hopeless." After a short and high-pressure silence, Dumbledore said, "So I am willing to give you a chance."

"What...what opportunity?" Tiera said as if she was grasping the last straw.

"Now you know Voldemort's secret, the Horcruxes, right?" Dumbledore said.

"Yes, yes, I learned about the dark magic of Horcrux from a former friend of mine..." Tiera said.

"Very good, very good." Dumbledore stood up again and walked to the window, with his back to Tiera.

"So, Gilderoy Lockhart, tell me." Dumbledore said, "Do you think you sacrificed a Horcrux to Voldemort and learned his biggest secret? Do you think Voldemort will let you go?"

?"

"No! It's impossible! Voldemort...Voldemort is dead! I pushed him to the altar with my own hands!" Tiera said with a pale face.

"You don't really think that Voldemort only has one Horcrux, do you?" Dumbledore turned his head and said with a cold smile on his face. He looked at "Gilderoy Lockhart" with satisfaction and his face turned a little pale.

.

"Now, Gilderoy Lockhart," said Dumbledore, "I offer you a deal."

"What deal?" Tiera asked nervously.

"I can help you maintain your lie, and even help you apply for the Second Class Medal of Sir Merlin." Dumbledore said.

"Then, what do I need to do?" Tiera asked.

"Although you are dull in magic, your brain is flexible enough. Now, through Voldemort's ritual, your last shortcoming has been made up. Look at what a spectacular phantom spell you used outside the castle this morning. This

Very good." Dumbledore first praised "Gilderoy Lockhart" without any clue, which made Tiera confused. "Now, listen carefully. This is what I want you to do."

matter--"

"I will give you all the information, information and intelligence I have about Voldemort. I want you to use your flexible mind, investigate for me, dig out every dark secret of Voldemort, and then tell me -

—”

"How many Horcruxes does Voldemort have? What are they? Where are they placed?"

"Gilderoy Lockhart"'s face turned pale again——

Then Tiera suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wait, does this make me an investigator?