Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 202 Dumbledore and Tiera in the office

Sure enough, Tiera stood in front of the ugly and huge gargoyle——

The ugly gargoyle twisted its nose and eyes—

Then it slowly turned around, revealing the spiral staircase behind it.

It wasn't until Tiera stepped onto the stairs that he suddenly realized——

Was that ugly gargoyle just making a face at himself?

Isn't that guy trying to please himself?

Is this the special treatment given to the stand-in student of the overbearing principal Dark Lord’s ex-boyfriend?

Tiera walked up the spiral staircase honestly——

He didn't dare to let the parasite drag him up here. Maybe Dumbledore was watching his every move right now.

At the end of the spiral staircase is a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin's head.

After finally reaching the door of the principal's office, Tiera took a deep breath, then raised her hand to knock on the shining brass door knocker——

But before Tiera could touch the brass knocker, the gleaming oak door opened on its own.

The last time Tiera visited the principal's office as "Gilderoy Lockhart", she had to act and there were too many people around, so she didn't have time to observe the principal's office carefully——

Behind the door is a spacious, beautiful circular room, full of all kinds of funny little sounds.

There were many strange silverware placed on the table with slender legs, spinning and emitting small puffs of smoke. The walls were covered with portraits of old male and female principals.

There is also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped legs.

On a shelf behind the desk, there is the school's sorting hat. There is the Sword of Gryffindor in a glass box next to it. There is a pensieve in a black cabinet opposite the glass box.

Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes perches on a tall gilded perch behind the door.

Tiera was like a playful little devil in adolescence, looking left and right, wishing she could take in all the fun things——

Sword, Phoenix, Sword, Phoenix, Sword, Phoenix...

Tiera has been thinking silently in her heart——

To be honest, if Dumbledore hadn't been sitting behind the desk, Tiera would have taken away the sword no matter what, and then plucked out a few phoenix feathers.

"Tiera, welcome." Dumbledore stood up with a smile and walked over from behind the desk.

"Mr. Principal." Tiera responded with a smile.

"Come, sit down." Dumbledore pulled out the chair in front of his desk, then waved his hand, and a cup of steaming milk and a few fragrant pastries appeared on his desk out of thin air——

"I'm really sorry for calling you over at this time." Dumbledore said, "I think you must not have been able to enjoy your breakfast, right? Come, sit down, and have something to eat. These are my favorite desserts.

"

"Okay, okay thank you, Mr. Principal." Tiera walked over obediently——

Then I suddenly remembered that I seemed to be in puberty now.

So he swaggered and sat on the chair in a sultry manner, then stretched out his hand, grabbed a dessert and stuffed it into his mouth——

Huh? Why is there still no Veritaserum?

Dumbledore just sat on the other side of the desk, quietly watching Tiera eat——

After Tiera was full of milk cake, Dumbledore waved his hand, and all the dirty dishes and food residues on the desk disappeared.

"Tiera, you are so smart, would you mind guessing why I called you here?" Dumbledore asked kindly.

"Because I keep skipping classes and not completing my homework lately?" Tiera said.

"No." Dumbledore said.

"Because I've been playing pranks with George and Fred Weasley recently and breaking school rules?" Tiera asked again.

"No." Dumbledore replied.

"Because it's degrading to be polite when I'm too close to Harry?" Tiera asked again.

Dumbledore:......

Tiera noticed that the loving smile on Dumbledore's face froze, and his muscles twitched very obviously, and then said:

"no."

"Alas..." Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "It's a prophecy, Tiera. I called you here for the prophecy! Don't talk to me about these useless things."

"Oh... it's a prophecy." Tiera said in a deliberately long voice, "What prophecy?"

"Voldemort's prophecy." Dumbledore said.

"What's Voldemort's?" Tiera asked again.

Dumbledore:......

Why didn't I find this brat so annoying before?

Dumbledore raised his hand, rubbed his temples, then took a deep breath and said:

"Mr. Lockhart, I hope you understand this. With great power comes great responsibility."

Tiera:......

Who are you, Dumbledore or Ben Parker?

Do you want me to arrange for a gangster to shoot you after you finish preaching?

"You have this talent, Tiera." Dumbledore continued, "This is a gift from fate. Instead of resisting, it is better to accept it and embrace it. Think about it, Tiera, think about it. After embracing it, you

What will you gain? You will gain fame, you will gain power, you will gain..."

"Get a bed in Nurmengard for life." Tiera took over Dumbledore's words and said, "Then she lost everything in one night and slowly rotted in regret, pain and despair."

"So you know?" Dumbledore said in surprise.

"How could I not know?" Tiera asked, "Draco Malfoy has almost called me the second generation Grindelwald these days. How could I not get to know Gellert Grindelwald?

The great Dark Lord."

"So you know his deeds very well?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes, I know very well." Tiera replied with a smile, "To be honest, if I had been born decades earlier, I would have wanted to follow Grindelwald."

"Always by his side." Tiera added, "The kind who goes to bed with him."

Tiera saw a vein suddenly popping out on Dumbledore's forehead.

"No, you won't." After taking a breath, Dumbledore said, "If you know him well enough, you will know that you can't like him."

"It's impossible for him to like you," Dumbledore added.

"Seriously, Mr. Principal, I'm surprised that you actually want me to embrace my talent." Tiera said, "Aren't you afraid that I will really become the next Grindelwald? After all, I am talented and I have experienced it too early.

Despite the hardships of the human world, I was once infected and affected by black magic."

After a pause, Tiera turned around in her mind and recalled some of her QQ space messages from junior high school——

"Ah, I have been hurt by this world. I have seen the darkness of this world. Darkness is the truth. I want to embrace the darkness, ah!" Tiera said, "Look, if I accept my talent, I will definitely

I will become a worse Dark Lord than Grindelwald, and I believe that in some aspects I will not be much worse than Mr. Grindelwald was when he dropped out of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"You don't have to worry about this." Dumbledore said, "I'm not worried at all, because..."

Dumbledore picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea before saying:

"You are far worse than him."