Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Liberate and transform the world?" Tiera smiled and said softly, "Yes, and no..."

"It is not enough to liberate and transform the world." Tiera said with a smile, "The order of the old world still exists, and it will not be long before it returns to the cyclical law of history."

"Dragon slayers became dragons, and rebels became oppressors. As the original revolutionaries passed away one by one... the demons and monsters regained the upper hand... Principal Dumbledore

, you see, just like this game of chess——"

"How good the chess game is now. Every pawn, every knight, every king and queen are standing where they should be, not infringing on each other, neatly, but..." Tiera shook his head

Stay with a small soldier and push forward——

"But once someone takes a step beyond the threshold, the result -" Tiera smiled as she watched the soldier being chopped to pieces by Dumbledore's soldier.

"Then conflicts will still happen." Tiera smiled and looked at Dumbledore, "So you see, conflicts will still happen... wars will still happen... turmoil will still happen.

...In the end...when the chaos reaches the point of being unstoppable...it still needs a particularly outstanding person to return everything to order...

It’s just like reincarnation... As long as the rules of the game remain unchanged... everything will return to reincarnation..."

"So these are small problems... what I have to do is not just solve these small problems... or to be more precise... I don't care about these small problems...

...." Tierazhan said, "Wars are wars, famines are famines, and everyone's life is miserable... This is the benefit of becoming a divine dimension..."

"I have abandoned unnecessary sentimentality and sympathy. I can see longer-term interests and longer-term goals."

"What I want to do... is to solve the problem of the rules of the game from the root." Tiera said decisively, stretched out her hand, and turned over the chessboard placed on the desk.

All the chess pieces were scattered on the ground, and then Langirsu waved his hand again.

The colors on these chess pieces faded away and turned into pure white. They were mixed together and could no longer be distinguished from each other.

...

Downstairs, in the transformed classroom, Horace Slughorn's Yule Ball was still going on, and after trying all the methods, Harry was finally caught by Horace Slughorn.

Already.

"Aha, Harry!" Horace Slughorn held out his seal-like round belly and red and tipsy nose, and grabbed Harry who was about to hide in the direction of the bathroom.

"Professor..." Harry greeted Horace Slughorn with a smile that was uglier than crying, and then his eyes began to wander around the ballroom, "Well...

...teach, teach, me, my... my dance partner is probably looking for me... um... I think I should... should

Went to accompany her——"

"Oh, Miss Luna Lovegood?" Horace Slughorn said with a smile, "Ah, yes, I remember, I remember, her father, Xenophilius Love

Mr. Goode was an eccentric young man when he was a student at Hogwarts. After he resigned from the newspaper, I thought he might achieve nothing in the future. I didn’t expect that he would still have a second spring in his career.

The Quibbler magazine now has far more sales than the Daily Prophet, making it the true uncrowned king of wizarding news media!"

"Oh... um... yes, yes..." Harry nodded absently and said perfunctorily.

"It's a pity that he seemed a little busy and refused my invitation, but... I heard that Tiera was also discussing with Mr. Lovegood about setting up a wizard TV station recently..." Hora

Slughorn didn't seem to let Harry go, and started chattering again, "You know what television is, right? It's a very magical little thing, invented by Muggles...

..It is said that it can be used without magic, allowing us to see pictures from far away places at home. When I traveled to Europe before, I stayed in a Muggle home and used their gadget called a TV...

....It’s amazing——”

"I know, Professor, you have forgotten that I lived in a Muggle family for a while before I entered school." Harry started to get a little impatient, and then said eagerly, "I'm glad to talk to you, but I'm sorry.

I really need to find a dance partner—"

"Oh, Harry, don't be so anxious." Horace Slughorn pulled Harry back who was about to leave again, and said drunkenly, "I just saw Miss Lovegood, she

You and Tiera are dancing happily, so don’t disturb them at this time!"

"What?" Harry asked in surprise, "Tiera asked Luna to dance?"

"Yes." Horace Slughorn said, "Come on, come and meet with me your graduating seniors. They are all extremely successful guys in the wizarding world. Believe me, Harry,

They are all gifted wizards just like you...talented...you know - just like his mother! There are only a very small number of the students I have taught so far.

Students have such talents, Harry, Snape, um...ah ha! Severus!"

Horace Slughorn suddenly shouted and his eyes lit up.

——To Harry's horror, Slughorn opened his arms as if he really saw Snape walking over from the thin air.

"Stop hiding, come and join us, Severus! Let's have a drink together, I was just discussing Harry's talent for potions! I will definitely keep this in mind...

.After all, you have taught Harry for five years, and his current achievements must be due to you!"

"Haha..." Snape sneered a few times, and his voice came from behind Harry, "The interesting thing is, I never taught him anything... or rather

I don't think he can remember anything I gave him..."

"That's a gift!" Horace Slughorn yelled. He looked really drunk, his face was red to his ears, and he didn't pay attention to his volume at all. Harry

Horace Slughorn's voice made his ears hurt, "You should see what he brought to me, the perfect water of life and death in the first class - I have never seen any students in the first class."

Do better every time you try...even you, Severus-"

"laugh--"

Harry swore that he had just discerned an extremely cold sneer among the noise.

"Oh...really?" Snape deliberately made a long note, and then asked coldly and condescendingly.

Harry felt that the Yule Ball was becoming even more difficult now, and he wanted to leave immediately.

But obviously, Snape was also interested now, and seemed to be enjoying this moment of humiliating Harry, quietly blocking the few roads that Harry could use to escape.