Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Well, Harry, I won't embarrass you anymore. You probably haven't remembered a word of what I just said." Tiera said.

"Hehe..." Harry touched his head awkwardly.

"You should reply to him like this. If he has any objections to this matter, let him come to me directly, or to Dumbledore." Tiera said, "Professor Dumbledore and I will give him a reasonable answer."

explanation."

"Okay, okay." Harry took out a pen and paper, pushed the plate in front of him, and started writing at his desk.

At this time Ron was finally full, and while burping, he watched Harry write a reply.

"One more thing." Tiera pointed to Harry's reply and said, "Dumbledore also acquiesced in the economic collapse of the wizarding world in Europe."

"Oh...ah?" Harry asked in shock.

"How could Dumbledore do this?" Hermione asked dissatisfied, "You want to pull out Professor Dumbledore again as a shield."

"Oh...my Hermione, Hermione, Hermione..." Tiera smiled and shook her head in an obvious way, "You are still too young, too young and too young..."

I don’t know much about Professor Dumbledore... You think he is a born saint, but you also don’t think about it, which saint can defeat the two Dark Lords with his own charisma?"

"If he were a hundred years younger, what would he not dare to do? In other words, what Voldemort and I are playing now are all leftovers from Professor Dumbledore's previous games." Tiera shook her head with a smile.

"Okay, let's go. Regarding Professor Dumbledore's past and past, I will talk to you in detail when I have the opportunity." Tiera stopped the topic with a smile, and then patted Hermione, "Let's go, Hermione

Min.”

"Ah? Where are you going?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Help Professor Slughorn refine the Philosopher's Stone. Professor Slughorn has no class all day today, which happens to be the time for him to refine the Philosopher's Stone." Tiera said with a smile, "I promised He

My dear, have you forgotten?"

"Oh oh oh, okay." Harry said.

Harry didn't have class this morning. Although he wanted to go along and have a look, Tiera had clearly rejected him last time, so Harry couldn't insist anymore.

"Well, then Ron and I will go and post the letter." Harry said, looking a little depressed.

Tonight happened to be the time for Snape's confinement. Harry thought that if Tiera allowed him to watch, maybe Snape's confinement could be postponed again.

...

The eight-story tower of Hogwarts Castle, the principal's office.

"Mr. Headmaster, I don't understand what you mean." Severus Snape asked with a livid face.

"Oh...that's right." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Our cute and smart little Tiera hopes to have Horace Slughorn teach our little Harry Occlumency.

, to fight against Voldemort's Legilimency... But Professor Horace Slughorn seemed to have some other things to be busy with, so he pushed this matter to me, wanting me to help first

Guidance, but... you know, I have a lot of things to do at the Magic Federation, so I thought maybe I could leave this matter to you."

"Why?" Snape asked with a livid face, "I'm also very busy."

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"Thanks to little Tiera's genius expansion policy, I have countless assignments to judge," Snape added.

"Didn't Tiera teach everyone a spell at the last teacher exchange meeting, which can make the ghosts and murals wandering in Hogwarts help judge homework?" Dumbledore asked mercilessly, "Is it possible?

You still judge the homework yourself?"

"..." Snape was silent for a while, "But I don't think Mr. Potter needs to learn Occlumency at all now. After all, the little genius Tiera is watching, and the mysterious person dares to spy on Harry's elm

head, then he is looking for death."

"But our little genius Tiera is not Harry's nanny, right? There is always something Tiera can't take care of." Dumbledore said calmly.

"What? Tiera is not Mr. Potter's nanny?" Snape said, pretending to be surprised.

"Snape, now is not the time for joking." Dumbledore said seriously, "It is crucial for Harry to learn Occlumency."

"How important is it?" After seeing Dumbledore's expression, Snape pondered for a moment and asked.

"It's important enough that you need to reveal the memories you glimpsed from Harry's brain to Voldemort." Dumbledore said calmly.

Hearing what Dumbledore said, Snape became short of breath and fell silent.

"Tiera's idea?" After pondering for a moment, Snape asked.

"Tiera's idea." Dumbledore nodded, confirming Snape's guess.

"Aren't you curious and worried about what kind of plan he has?" Snape asked aggressively.

"I don't care what plans he has." Dumbledore stroked his beard and said, "Or in other words, if he has any plans, how can we interfere?"

"Aren't you even a little worried?" Snape asked. "That's not like you, Dumbledore."

"I'm old, too old, and too tired." Dumbledore sighed and said, "Voldemort and Tiera have exhausted all my energy. I'm too tired. I just wait for Tiera to finish it."

After defeating Voldemort and achieving what he wants, I will retire."

"Then have you ever thought that you would be sorry for Harry?" Snape asked, "You have been cultivating him, protecting him, keeping him alive... feel your compassion and power, and let him love you all the time.

Trust in your heart, and then what? You handed him over to Tiera, such a demon, and you even acquiesced in Tiera's actions, and you even acquiesced in Voldemort snooping into Harry's thoughts."

"The word devil is too serious." Dumbledore said calmly, "I don't deny that Tiera is not like you or me...well...not like McGonagall or Flitwick.

, unlike Sprout, unlike Newt, and will never be as kind as Lily, but it is undeniable that sometimes, the ones who rule our wizarding society and guide our wizarding society towards a better future

People can never be that kind of simple and kind people."

"Such a person will not survive long in the whirlpool of power." Dumbledore said.

"Don't compare him with Lily!" Snape said impatiently.

Dumbledore was noncommittal, lowered his head, raised his teacup, and took a sip of black tea.

There was silence in the principal's office for a moment.