Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Tiera saw——

See Umbridge in her dream wearing the dress and crown of the Queen of England, sitting on the Ministry of Magic's judgment seat decorated with gold, jewels and fluffy pink fluff.

"Guilty!" Umbridge shouted at the top of her voice, tapping the table with a judge's hammer made of human hand bones and skulls.

"Guilty!" Umbridge shouted again, giggling and tapping the table of the trial table with the judge's hammer in her hand.

"I declare Voldemort guilty!" Umbridge shouted arrogantly, like a fat clown, laughing wildly at the empty courtroom.

"You desire power?"

Suddenly, a disembodied voice came from above Umbridge's head.

Umbridge, who was sitting on the trial table, suddenly froze for a moment, as if she suddenly woke up. The expression on her face was ferocious and twisted, and she looked around with a ferocious whine like a vicious dog.

"Who? Who's there?" Umbridge barked around.

The sweet dream was shattered, and Umbridge should be refreshed at this time.

But Tiera's hand kept pressing on Umbridge's forehead. In addition to spying on her thoughts, she also continued to send the sleeping curse to Umbridge.

Umbridge's consciousness was awake but her body was sleeping, causing Umbridge to fall into a strange light sleep.

In light sleep, Umbridge is even more ferocious and unreasonable, like a bulldog that has taken off all its outer coverings of reason, leaving only ambition, greed, and unreasonable cruelty.

With the appearance of that voice, everything around him was instantly burst like a bubble in a dream.

Everything in the dream disappeared, and the judgment stand made of gold, jewelry, pink fluff, and the Queen of England's costumes turned into bubbles.

Umbridge is wearing the same clothes as she is in reality, standing in the middle of the gray wilderness.

"Who are you?" Umbridge yelled viciously again.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that I can bring you power."

——Tiera said softly while sitting in Umbridge's office in the real world.

Now Tiera puts one hand on Umbridge's head, and points the wand at Umbridge with one hand. Another tentacle stretches out from Tiera's body, with a large thick book rolled up -

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Necronomicon

Tiera is currently reading the content of the Fantasy Land Chapter of the Necronomicon.

The knowledge recorded in the "Necronomicon" is extremely rich, and it naturally includes the method of entering Kadath from the dream world.

Tiera did not dare to try it on his own. If he only entered as a dream body, all he could rely on would be the seven-layer mental wall that was about to take shape.

But if you enter the dreamland from the interface of the real world.

Tiera can rely on the "Inheritor" who has swallowed the gift of Yog-Sothoth, and she can also rely on the "Parasitic" who has been fused with Shubnicolath.

To put it bluntly, Tiera entered the dreamland in a physical body. As long as she did not encounter a powerful ancient god or an old ruler from the fifth dimension or above, Tiera had hope of survival.

but--

This does not prevent Tiera from testing the waters with this ugly toad first.

Who told you that there is a road to heaven but you don’t take it, and there is no door to hell but you rush in.

Since you are chasing greed, then admit your defeat.

"Go forward, keep going forward." Tiera's voice came to the dream.

"Come out! Get out of here!" In the dream, Umbridge shouted angrily to the surroundings, but she followed Tiera's words and strode forward——

This is not even a profound magic, just an ordinary hypnotic technique. However, due to the huge mental gap between Tiera and Umbridge, this ordinary hypnotic technique has an effect similar to the Imperius Curse -

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This is one of the benefits of having strong mental power. If Tiera completely let go of her spiritual dimension and allowed it to affect the world around her, then every word Tiera said would have a hypnotic effect.

Tiera continued to influence Umbridge's dreams in a light sleep state with a huge difference in mental power, and then used "spying" magic to simultaneously gain Umbridge's vision through direct physical contact.

Then use Legilimency to monitor Umbridge from a third-party perspective.

Umbridge cursed as she walked on the gray and barren fields.

Umbridge soon reached the edge of shallow dreams.

It was a huge, deep and dark cliff.

Looking outside the cliff, gray nothingness spreads beyond the cliff, and it is so deep below that it seems there is no bottom.

"Use your imagination."

Tiera ordered again——

"Use your imagination, there is a stone staircase leading to the bottom of the cliff."

"It's gold!" Umbridge said suddenly, "I want the golden ladder!"

Tiera:......

Even when death is imminent, I still think about glory and wealth.

"I want a staircase made of gold, with red and blue gems inlaid on it. I want a pink plush carpet on the staircase. On the handrails of the staircase..." Umbridge chattered——

As Umbridge imagined, the gray fog sea surged, and a gorgeous golden staircase appeared on the edge of the cliff.

As Umbridge said, the stairs were made of pure gold and inlaid with red and blue gems. The steps of the stairs were covered with soft pink velvet blankets.

At the same time, Umbridge once again appeared in the Queen's dress and crown.

Tiera:......

I almost ordered you to jump down.

Unexpectedly, Umbridge, an old witch, has quite good mental strength.

At least he has some talent in terms of mental strength.

The reappearance of the Queen's crown and gown on Umbridge is a symbol of her gradually regaining the power to dominate the dream.

Just now, in order to let Umbridge imagine a staircase leading to the dream abyss, Tiera loosened her control a little bit -

Let her imagine a staircase leading to the dream.

And just the little power Tiera gave her made Umbridge subconsciously resist Tiera's control.

But it's of no use.

With just a thought from Tiera, the Queen of England's crown and gown disappeared from Umbridge's body.

Tiera smiled and said: "Along the stairs——"

Suddenly, the smile on Tiera's face froze, because on the other side, in the prison of Azkaban -

"Since you didn't ask anything." Dumbledore said, stroking his beard, "Then let's go back quickly. The cold and damp sea breeze here is not friendly to my old bones. Or do you want to live here for a long time?"

Damn it, I almost made Umbridge, the old witch, walk up the seventy steps to the Cave of Fire.

"Gilderoy Lockhart" had already finished asking Bellatrix Rastrange, and now with Dumbledore's speech, even the question about Sirius had to be entered without really making any sense.

end.

Perhaps because they stayed in Azkaban for too long, the two cousins ​​were each more crazy than the other.

Bellatrix Lastrange's madness is a self-talking madness. She says everything but misses the point.

Sirius Black's madness is silent madness. No matter what "Gilderoy Lockhart" asked, Sirius Black sat in the cell silently like a mushroom, only using his dark gray eyes to look cold and calm.

Looking at Dumbledore standing behind "Gilderoy Lockhart".

Perhaps because he was afraid that "Gilderoy Lockhart" had other purposes for coming to Azkaban, Dumbledore began to urge Gilderoy after seeing that "Gilderoy Lockhart" had not gained anything.

Lockhart leaves.

"I'm done asking. Nothing gained."

Helpless, "Gilderoy Lockhart" had to get up and leave. At the same time, Tiera had to exit Umbridge's dream and began to use the Oblivion Curse to weave memories for her.