Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Damn! Damn! Damn! This damn Tiera!"

In a somewhat old but well-decorated villa in the suburbs of Frankfurt, Germany, a tall, thin blond boy angrily tore up the newspaper in his hand, and then swept the stacks of books on his table to the floor——

"Draco! What are you doing!" After hearing Draco Malfoy's curse, a tall, slender, and surprisingly white-skinned middle-aged woman walked in. Seeing the scraps of paper and books on the floor,

She scolded angrily, then waved her magic wand, and the books scattered on the floor slowly flew back to the desk one by one in order.

Even the newspapers that were torn apart by Draco Malfoy were glued back together.

"Mom!" Draco Malfoy's pale face seemed to be flushed with anger, "Look! Even if we run to Germany, he is still unwilling to let us go!"

Draco Malfoy handed the newspaper to Narcissa Malfoy.

Narcissa Malfoy took the newspaper and read it carefully.

"Don't worry about him!" Narcissa Malfoy sternly reprimanded, then softened her tone and said softly, "He is not something we can compete with now! Anyway, he and the Dark Lord are already mortal enemies, no matter he or the Dark Lord,

The devil will not pay too much attention to us little fishes and shrimps. Now our main purpose is to surrender you. As long as you can graduate successfully and get good grades in N.E.W.T., you will be able to study in European magic in the future.

Either find a job or run for Governor of the Ministry of Magic in India, your future life will be guaranteed."

"Yes...Mother..." Draco Malfoy lowered his head feebly, and then asked cautiously, "Mom...um...Dem

What do you say over there at Strang…Durmstrang…over there?”

"Alas... they said they are still arranging..." Mentioning this matter, Narcissa Malfoy also shook her head a little upset, "But don't worry, Draco, you will definitely

For those who are studying, they have recently relented. It seems that there is some kind of study abroad program and they said that if we agree, they can arrange it for us."

"So there is hope?" Draco Malfoy asked.

"Well, although you may not be able to enter Durmstrang... but Ilvermorny or Beauxbatons should be fine." Narcissa Malfoy said, "But you have to learn these dark magics well, no matter what happens in the future

No matter where you transfer to, your student status will still be from Durmstrang. According to Durmstrang's regulations, black magic can be used in n.e.w.t."

"Okay!" Draco Malfoy nodded confidently.

...

Durmstrang, Center Conference Room.

The conference room was not big, and there were quite a few people inside, but it was noisy and messy, and they seemed to be arguing over something.

"Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!" shouted a tall, thin wizard with short white hair and a goatee with curls at the end on his thin chin. "It's okay to go to Hogwarts to study."

It’s not necessarily a bad thing. What are you doing? What are you doing? Everyone is acting like they’re going to a funeral.”

"Igor Karkarov! You three-surnamed house slave!" A short, fat, bald wizard stood up and slapped the table with his eyes wide open. "Don't think we don't know. You have already taken refuge in Tiera.

!”

"You, where did you start talking about this?" Igor Karkarov hurriedly denied.

"Haha, stop pretending." A tall, middle-aged witch said with a sneer, "Who doesn't know that you and the executioner Wenda Rosier have already hooked up to form a secret alliance. The other Ministry of Magic, even the broken one,

The French Ministry of Magic even sacrificed an alchemist to fight Tiera. The German Ministry of Magic, which has the worst temper, accepted its fate without even fighting. How dare you cast an unbreakable spell? Say Wenda Rosier

Didn't you take refuge in Tiera? Do you dare to set up an unbreakable curse and say that you didn't take refuge in Tiera?"

"Professor Greg, that's not what you said." Seeing that his little secret had been exposed, Igor Karkarov did not panic, but sat down slowly, stroking his arms leisurely.

Small goatee.

"You all know who I am," Igor Karkarov said. "It is only natural that the weak rely on the strong."

"Okay, in that case, please explain to us." A tall and lanky middle-aged wizard said, "Why did Tiera ask us to send the top fifty students in the O.W.LS exam to Hogwarts for exchange studies?

?What on earth does he want to do?"

After the middle-aged wizard asked this question, the entire conference room seemed to become quiet all of a sudden.

Only the countless floor-to-ceiling windows behind each of them have hurt countless scenes——

There is an endless blue ocean.

There is also a lush and vibrant forest.

There are also bustling commercial streets, castles built in barren wilderness, huts on the mountains, caves in the desert...

There is even a magnificent library built outside Moscow.

"Who knows." Igor Karkaroff grinned, showing his rotten yellow and black teeth, and said with a smile, "It sounds like we can refuse him if he has malicious intentions."

"Igor Karkarov!" the tall and lanky wizard who just questioned him shouted angrily, "Don't forget, you are a principal! I don't care what you had before, and I don't care what you have now! But you

Since you are sitting in this seat, you should be responsible for your students!"

"Hehehehehe..." Igor Karkaroff said with a bad smile, "Don't worry, no matter what Tiera's plans are, he will definitely not cause any harm to our students."

"Are you sure? Or is it just your guess?" Professor Greg asked, "Although we advocate black magic, it doesn't mean that we can wantonly use the lives of our students to satisfy that kind of... that

The appetite of a terrible monster.”

"The first thing we must understand clearly is that we are teachers, and protecting the safety of our students is even more important than protecting our own safety." Another wizard in black robes said coldly in vague English, "

Please don’t forget the oath you took when you became principal.”

"This oath also has the effect of an unbreakable spell." Another professor with a strong Norwegian accent added.

"I know! I know! You don't need to remind me over and over again." Igor Karkarov said impatiently.

"There is no danger in this matter." Igor Karkaroff sat up straight in his seat, "According to Mrs. Rosier's words... Tiera should just want to cultivate...

Well... in her words, it's like thinking about the next saint."

"Do you believe this?" the wizard in black robes asked.

"I don't believe it." Igor Karkaroff showed that sinister and disgusting smile again, "So in order to abide by the oath I announced when I took office, I accepted several transfer students with good grades this year and took advantage of me.

The principal has the power to cancel the expulsion decisions of some expelled students. As long as they are willing, they can become my outstanding students at Durmstrang at any time."

"In terms of grades... they are almost all Durmstrang's top 50 students."