Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Tiera turned around slowly, with a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Mr. Principal." Tiera shouted respectfully. After thinking for a while, she trotted up to Dumbledore, like a child who had been caught making a mistake. She lowered her head and said honestly, "Mr. Principal, I was wrong.

Yes, I shouldn't be out during curfew time."

"If I remember correctly, you, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy have already been punished once for this matter, and you also swore to Professor McGonagall that you would not

You did it again." Dumbledore said kindly, "Then what is so urgent that you have to break your oath?"

"Yes... it's the Philosopher's Stone, sir." Tiera answered honestly, telling Harry and his team their investigation results and speculations - including their actions tonight.

"But you don't think so, do you?" Dumbledore asked after listening quietly, "You don't think it's Snape, do you?"

"Yes, Mr. Headmaster," Tiera replied, "Snape tutors me in Potions every Sunday. I don't think Snape is the kind of person to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

"Do you judge that just by getting along with him?" Dumbledore asked.

"Not entirely, there is also his usual attitude towards Harry... although it is bad, it is definitely not malicious, but with a little bit of hatred and... emotions that I don't know about either."

Jela considered her words.

"Very good, any more?" Dumbledore asked.

"But it is true that someone tried to steal the Philosopher's Stone, so I started to pay attention to the teachers in school who didn't deal with Snape."

"Hmm, is there anything else?"

"I didn't notice Professor Quirrell at first. It wasn't until Harry overheard a conversation between Snape and Quirrell that I finally determined that there might be something wrong with Professor Quirrell," Tiera said, "

That's why I will go to Professor Quirrell's office tonight. If Professor Quirrell is in the office tonight, then my conjecture will naturally be self-defeating. If he is not here, then I can just look for evidence to confirm my conjecture.

"

It took Tiera a lot of effort to make up the lie.

"Has the evidence been found?" Dumbledore asked.

"No." Tiera pretended to be ashamed, "It seems I guessed wrong."

"No, you guessed it right." Dumbledore said, "Professor Quirrell does have a problem."

"Really?" Tiera pretended to be surprised.

"Really." Dumbledore smiled, "Although I don't have any evidence, I have it today."

As he spoke, Dumbledore stretched out his arm and said, "Hold my arm."

Tiera did as she was told.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden spin, and Tiera appeared in a room that looked like a basement.

There were four tall torches standing around the room, and in the center of the room stood a huge floor-length mirror with gold rims.

It's the Mirror of Erised!

However, there was neither Tiera's hometown nor parents nor his figure in the magic mirror. Instead, there stood a middle-aged man with his head wrapped in rags, his face alternately ferocious, angry, and frightened——

It's Professor Quirrell!

"This is the world inside the Mirror of Erised." Dumbledore's voice came from Tiera's side, "Only those who have seen through the illusion of the Mirror can reach it through Apparition."

Dumbledore smiled at Tiera, "I believe you will be able to come here on your own sooner or later."

"But this is the first time I have a young wizard who has adapted to Apparating so quickly. Many...even adult wizards will vomit when they Apparate for the first time." Dumbledore said pretending to be casual.

"Maybe it's because my stomach is empty." Tiera said perfunctorily.

He often teleports back and forth across a distance of tens of thousands of light-years, and the distance within the castle is only a few dozen meters.

Dumbledore nodded, accepting Tiera's statement.

"Mr. Principal, so Professor Quirrell really has a problem?" Tiera asked.

"Oh, there is more than just something wrong with him." Dumbledore said, "Your inference is very accurate."

"Let's watch." Dumbledore said, waving his hand and conjuring a tea table and two chairs in the mirror space.

There are two exquisite and small ceramic cups on it, a pot of hot tea and a three-tier dessert stand. On the shelf are five pieces of strawberry cheesecake, two pieces of cream bread, and three pieces of rose shortbread.

"Try it." Dumbledore pulled out a chair and sat down, calling to Tiera and saying, "Although it's past tea time, it doesn't stop us from enjoying some dessert, right?"

"Thank you, Mr. Principal." Tiera obediently pulled out another chair and sat down.

"But I still recommend that you ask the house elf for something to eat after you go out." Dumbledore poured a cup of black tea, took a bite of rose shortbread and said, "Although the food conjured by the Mirror of Erised can taste,

It can also make people feel full, but it is fake after all. Once you leave this space, all this will disappear, and your body will even feel hungrier than before. We are just passing the time now to avoid you and me, an old man.

It’s so boring together.”

"No, Mr. Principal, you are the greatest white wizard, and it is my honor to be in the same room with you." Tiera took a sip of black tea, which was sweet and delicious.

I took another bite of the rose biscuit, it was soft, fragrant and crispy.

Of course, Tiera would not give up such a good opportunity.

Ask Dumbledore some learning questions, mainly about transfiguration and alchemy.

Tiera has already asked Tom Riddle all these questions, but listening to both will lead to enlightenment, and listening to one side will lead to darkness. Tiera still wants to think about the problem from multiple angles, which is related to the production of the elixir of life and the final step of the "inheriter"

of refining.

Anyway, Tiera believed that her knowledge and knowledge accumulation, which was much higher than that of other young wizards, would definitely not be hidden from Dumbledore, so she might as well be more open-minded.

Dumbledore patiently answered all the questions one by one, and even drew inferences from one instance to another, explaining things in simple terms, which benefited Tiera a lot.

"Your knowledge," Dumbledore said, "is quite rare among young wizards of your age."

"Can you tell me why you study so hard and absorb knowledge?" Dumbledore asked kindly.

"Because I feel my insignificance and the vastness of the universe." Tiela instantly entered the essay mode, just like when his tutor asked him why he wanted to go to graduate school when he was taking the postgraduate entrance examination.

Tiera looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle... Huaban said: "The starry sky and the universe are so big, I want to see it."