Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

The commotion on the Strait of Dover lasted until midnight, until three poles above the moon, and until the first person looked up at the moon——

The moon seems to be particularly radiant tonight, the moonlight is like a flower, the moonlight is like burning, the moonlight is so magical, as if it can really burn people, with inexplicable and indescribable colors, it quietly sprays over the noisy camp in the Strait of Dover.

above.

The camp was filled with singing and dancing, and the noise was extremely noisy. Aurors from the Ministry of Magic of different countries were working in separate camps, as if they were on a business trip at public expense, radiating enthusiasm and joy around the campfire.

"Should we set off?" Fortunately, some people still remember the purpose of coming out. They looked up at the moon, seeming to be calculating the timing of the transformation of a large number of werewolves within the British Ministry of Magic, "Now the moon -"

But he only glanced at it and froze, a look of obsession flashed across his face, and then he put on a strange smile——

"The night is beautiful tonight, look up."

The few wizards he had attached to him also looked up curiously when they heard his incomprehensible words.

...

"Yes, the night is beautiful tonight, why don't you look up?" Tiera, floating in the sky, said with a smile, looking down at the faces raised on the Strait of Dover.

Then Tiera raised her head and looked at the moon, with a look of intoxication on her face, as if she was bathing in the sun or soaking in hot spring water.

...

Five minutes ago, on the moon, a bright red figure appeared through a bright light gate on the moon's desolate and bumpy surface.

Tonight is the full moon, and the scorching sunlight sprays unreservedly on the surface of the moon, making the temperature on the bright side of the moon comparable to the magma of hell.

But the figure who just stepped out of the light door didn't care about the temperature, and walked on the moon's surface like a leisurely stroll.

"Tenderness and love? Haha..." The figure, or Tiera smiled faintly, then raised her head and looked at the earth from the moon——

"Tenderness and love..." Tiera sighed softly, then opened her arms.

"Then let me show you my tenderness and love!" Tiera's body gradually became bigger and bigger, like a giant cross standing on the moon, and then -

One drop...two drops...three drops...

Water droplets with inexplicable colors dripped from Tiera's raised arms, falling on the moon like raindrops.

The water droplets dropped faster and faster, and gradually, the water droplets gathered into a river, and fell from Tiera's body like a waterfall.

Rivers with indescribable colors converged into the sea, and the sea turned into rough waves, spreading to the surface of the moon with inexplicable and indescribable colors.

"Hahahahaha..." Tiera threw her head back and laughed. His voice spread out in a strange way.

The giant-like Tiera slowly disintegrated, like a huge building that suddenly collapsed, instantly falling into the sea of ​​chaos.

The torrential waves of chaos seemed to be expelled layer by layer from the place where Tiera collapsed, forming a huge wave. Under the blazing sun, the waves pushed and chased each other, causing turmoil.

, gradually moving from near to far, getting higher and higher, and the higher and louder it gets, forming layer after layer of huge waves as tall as barriers, with thousands of troops and horses galloping toward infinity with thunderous roars.

Layers of waves expanded into the distance, and as time went by, they slowly subsided, as if taking a breath, leaving behind a fleeting bubble.

The chaotic sea on the moon reflects the fiery brilliance from the sun, transmitting a strange brilliance to the earth.

...

"The night is beautiful tonight, look up."

The wizards on the coast of Dover raised their heads one after another and looked at the moonlight that exuded a strange brilliance tonight.

Their eyes gradually became blurred and blurred, as if they had seen something fascinating.

All the wizards who were illuminated by the strange moonlight felt a chill all over their bodies, and then their bodies became light and slowly soared upwards.

All the wizards who looked up at the moon rose slowly, their bodies so light that they seemed to have no weight at all. They flew toward the moon in a mighty and mighty manner, like fish caught by fishing lines or puppets on strings.

...

"Have they already started taking action?" In the office of the President of the American Magical Association, President George Romney put down the work at hand, gently rubbed his eyebrows, and asked casually.

"Yes, Mr. Chairman." Tommy Romney, the chairman's secretary and George Romney's son, looked at his watch and then replied, "According to the plan of the Auror Director, Mr. Plasson, the raid should have started now.

The British Ministry of Magic."

"Very good, very good." George Romney stood up slowly, waved his hand, and brought two glasses and a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet at the door, pouring them for himself and Tommy respectively.

"To wealth." George Romney raised his wine glass to his son, then walked slowly to the bedside, opened the curtains, and looked down at the busy traffic under the headquarters of the American Magical Association.

The headquarters of the American Magical Association is in the Walls Building in downtown New York. It is a Gothic building with a total height of 241 meters and 57 floors.

The office of the president of the American Magical Association is on the fifty-seventh floor.

"To Fortune..." Tommy also raised his glass.

George Romney faced the window and quietly tasted the red wine in the goblet, just like a man who has been in power for a long time tasting power.

George Romney seemed to be tired of the mediocre traffic of Muggles, and turned his head to look at the moon in the sky.

"That Tiera is also stupid. If he hadn't insisted on creating some kind of equality and integrating werewolf wizards into the British wizarding society, we would still be..." George Romney looked at the moon and wanted to laugh at Tiera's stupidity.

Suddenly, he stopped talking -

"Mr. Chairman?" Tommy Romney noticed something strange and shouted.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, look up." George Romney said with a look of obsession on his face.

"Mr. Chairman?" Tommy Romney had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Father!" Tommy shouted.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, look up." A strange smile appeared on George Romney's face.

"Father!" The ominous premonition in George's heart became stronger.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, look up." George Romney gradually relaxed his strength, and the wine glass in his hand slipped and shattered on the hard marble floor, making a crisp cracking sound.

Immediately afterwards, something happened that shocked Tommy Romney——

I saw George Romney's feet slowly lifting off the ground and floating upward into the sky.

"Father!" Tommy rushed forward, wanting to catch his father, but——

Tommy's hand passed through George Romney.

George Romnet continued to drift upward, as if he were just a phantom, passing through the roof, thinking of the moon flying past...