Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Sitting at the window seats in Wave's Garden, Tiera and Jeffrey were admiring the unique decoration style of the restaurant while waiting for their food orders.

"You said there are other people in the Wizarding Alliance who also have deep diver blood?" Jeffrey asked in surprise.

Tiera nodded, "Yes, besides you, there are about a dozen wizards who have deep diver blood. But most of them refused."

Tiera's answer made Jeffrey feel a little relieved——

At least he's no longer the only wizard with this kind of blood.

"Some of them haven't even persisted to the point where I need to draw a line for them, and they flinched when they heard that they might become the terrible divers in the future." Tiera replied, "I am not

Tyrant, of course I respect their choice. If they don't want to, I'll treat them to a casual meal and then take them back to Hogwarts."

"Oh yes, and it's also a one-day business trip allowance." Tiera added.

"And you don't have to worry. If I find other wizards with deep diver blood in the future, I will also bring them here. If they are willing to stay, they will receive the same treatment as you. As your assistant, I will be responsible for

Matters of alliance with the Deep Ones."

"So, Mr. Tiera, when will we set off to find the Deep Ones?" Jeffrey asked.

"Don't worry, we don't have to look for the deep divers, we just need to wait and let the deep divers come to us," Tiera said.

"Come to us?" Jeffrey asked puzzledly, "According to the current situation, shouldn't we find them as soon as possible?"

"This is the truth, but we can't go to the deep sea where the deep divers live. To be precise, I can't go into the deep sea where the deep divers are." Tiera said helplessly, "The leader of the deep divers is

Father God Dagon and his consort, Mother Goddess Hydra, are two divine beings at the same level as me. Entering their territory or the territory of their group without their permission is tantamount to declaring war on them, especially

Somewhere in the deep sea still sleeps the great Cthulhu, a great ruler of the old days, and I am not willing to contact him now."

"That's why I brought you here."

At this time, their dishes were delivered to the table one by one.

Tiera temporarily closed her mouth.

"Please enjoy your dinner!" the brown-haired waiter said in a cheerful voice.

"Thank you." Tiera took out a twenty-denomination pound from her pocket and put it on the waiter's empty tray. "I wish you a nice day."

"Thank you, sir, thank you!" The waiter left even more happily.

"This is why I brought you here." Tiera said, "Deep divers will not come to the shore easily. They have little interest in everything on land, except for beautiful women, precious metals, and the industrial revolution.

After that, those plastic products made by Muggles."

"They will use some delicious fish that only live in the deep sea to trade those plastics with humans." Tiera explained, "But the time of their trading cannot be determined, and other than that, there are only a few that can cause

What they are interested in is you, their hybrid descendant with humans."