Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Hug, I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore...Yes, I was too thoughtless..." Sirius said after being silent for a while, "Leave Mundungus here."

There is indeed...a hidden danger within the Order of the Phoenix..."

"So, what about the actions of the European Ministry of Magic? Those wars? And the dark magic courses taught in schools, do you also acquiesce?" Sirius asked again.

"Tacit consent?" Tiera asked, "No, Tiera and I, as well as Nicoléme, and our other old colleagues jointly pushed for these things to happen."

"What on earth do you want to do?" Sirius asked in disbelief, "Are you so afraid of Voldemort that you would not hesitate to harm our children by black magic?"

"Oh, no, Sirius, no..." Old God Tiera said, "Voldemort is nothing. In my eyes, he is no different from a gangster. He is childish, immature, and too much."

Conceited and inferior, such people cannot achieve anything."

"I'm worried about the Muggles," Tiera said calmly.

"Muggles?" Sirius exclaimed, "Muggles? Why are you afraid of Muggles? They are such a group of kind and lovely little beings, why should we be afraid of them?"

"Cute?" Tiera laughed softly, but the eyes behind the half-moon lenses were filled with mockery and sarcasm, "Kind?"

"Oh, Sirius, you like Muggle things so much, why don't you read their history books?" Tiera leaned forward slightly and looked at Sirius with her eyes.

"Or... why not read our own history of magic book?" Tiera chuckled again, "Oh, I almost forgot, the subject you learned the worst when you were in school was the history of magic.

…No wonder…No wonder…No wonder that after you stayed in Azkaban for twelve years, you forgot even the little bit of knowledge you had left.”

"Muggles... have never been a cute and kind species..." Tiera said with a smile, "Or in other words, a small number of Muggles may be cute, kind, and upright, but most of them

Muggles have a natural fear of things they don't know."

"This fear can be so strong and terrifying that it can transform a cute and kind-hearted little sheep into a brutal gray wolf." Tiera said, "That's how the witch hunt comes about, isn't it?"

"But, but that was, that was the past...Muggles today are very cute." Sirius was still fighting hard.

"So I asked you to read more Muggle history books." Tiera leaned back on her seat and sneered, "especially those about wars and the history of the triangular trade."

"Those Muggles are all of the same race, even the same skin color... They can beat each other's brains out." Tiera said, "Not to mention different skin colors, there is no communication between races.

the slave trade and genocide that took place during…”

"Even to this day, the wars and genocides caused by the Muggle society, the American Angsa-Jewish Group, have not stopped." Tiera said aggressively, "Not to mention the mass murder weapons in their hands.

——”

"nuclear weapon."

"An iron bomb about the size of a ship." Tiera described, "Oh... an atomic bomb..."

Tiera sighed, "The crystallization of human technology, the miracle of human creativity, just such a cannonball can erupt with a temperature comparable to the sun, turning a prosperous city into scorched earth in an instant, and after that For more than a hundred years, no human beings could live within a few hundred kilometers of the explosion..."

"So you want to destroy Muggles like Voldemort?" Sirius suddenly became excited, "Is this why you teach children dark magic?"

Valley mystery

"No, no..." Tiera said, "The moment the first atomic bomb was detonated in 1945, we no longer had any chance. Muggles had entered a new era. The era is an era of great development, but what about us? Our wizarding society is still torn apart, still fighting among itself, and still fighting openly and secretly for the very few, pitiful power and money."

"Too stupid!" Tiera said angrily, "Too pitiful!"

"It's so sad..." Tiera sighed, sitting there dejectedly like a real old man.

"Our wizarding society is so pathetic..." Tiera said, "Once such a wizarding society meets Muggle society, once it is exposed to all Muggles...we will not Any chance."

"So I acquiesced and even supported Tiera to seize Gringotts' gold coins and further use these gold galleons to mess up the European economy. I acquiesced to Tiera and signed post-war contracts with the Ministry of Magic of those countries to let the impact of the war Expand and spread to the entire wizarding world." Tiera nodded and said, "Because I want a united and powerful magic world, and I want the entire wizarding world to condense into a whole."

"At the same time, I support Tiera in teaching those children dark magic, because these magics will not only protect them from possible conflicts between wizards and Muggles in the future, but more... these dark magics involve Many magical principles involve the essence and truth of magic...Learning to master these truths and stimulating the continued thinking of these little wizards can bring new vitality to our magical academic community."

"The establishment of the new Miskatonic University will be able to cultivate one generation after another of outstanding talents for our wizarding world. Among these talents... it is very likely that there will be one, two, or even more who are far better than Nikolai. May, far surpasses me, far surpasses genius wizards like Gellert Grindelwald. Their emergence will set off one technological revolution after another in the wizarding world. Our magic, our spells, and potions will also It will be like the Industrial Revolution in the Muggle world, increasing the capital for our wizards to fight against Muggles and injecting new vitality into our magical society."

"Professor Dumbledore..." Sirius looked at Dumbledore at a loss, his eyes were strange, as if he was not looking at Dumbledore, but at a stranger, a high-ranking politician.

"You have changed." Sirius said dejectedly, "You are no longer as kind as before. The old Dumbledore would not leave those wizards who were suffering in Europe alone, and would not risk the innocence of those young wizards. The risk of the soul being tainted by black magic is to resist the illusory danger that never knows when it will appear."

"Oh...Sirius, Sirius..." Tiera smiled and shook her head, but his appearance of old Dumbledore seemed to explode at that moment.

Incomparably powerful vitality——

It's like the sinking sun is releasing its last ray of light.

"You don't know me too well." Tiera smiled and looked at Sirius through half-moon glasses, "You met me too late. I was already old when you met me.

All my ambitions have been burned to ashes, and all I want is to maintain the current peace and stability of the magical world... But I have not always been like this..."

"Although you ran away from the Black family when you were in school, your parents should have brought you, the eldest son of the Black family, to know a lot of old wizards during the years you lived in the Black family, right? You have known a lot of them and survived.

A centuries-old antique, right?”

"Find time to visit them, find time to ask them."

"Ask them what kind of people I, Dumbledore, are."

"Ask me about the past when I was young and frivolous."

"Ask...my story with Gellert Grindelwald."

"Then you can meet the real Dumbledore..."

"Then you know the reason why I support Tiera..."

"When I was young...I looked so similar to Tiera..."