Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"You threw my name into the Goblet of Fire, didn't you?"

Dumbledore and Nicknamed were stunned for a moment at the same time, and then they acted as if nothing had happened—

"Yes." Dumbledore admitted generously.

"Why?" Tiera asked.

"Because you're too mysterious, I can't see through you," Dumbledore said, "and I sensed that Voldemort, or perhaps his minions, were planning some sort of conspiracy through the Triwizard Tournament... I'm not really Alzheimer's after all...A tournament that was banned for hundreds of years suddenly restarted, no matter how you think, there is a problem...but I can't handle it alone, so I think......"

"So you brought me in." Tiera didn't get annoyed, but said calmly, "Although you took advantage of me, I should still thank you, if it wasn't for your persecution and a series of coincidental operations, I'm afraid I can't find the best way to become a god."

"In return..." Tiera said, putting her hand on her chest—

"Thorn-"

The flesh and blood on Tiera's chest was torn apart, and a rib was stabbed out of her body, and it was stained with blood. Little by little, it changed into the appearance of a sword——

Tiera drew out the sword and placed it lightly on Dumbledore's desk.

"Gryffindor sword." Tiera said with a smile, "I'm sorry the original one is damaged, this one is more effective, more lethal, and less likely to be damaged. Compared with the original version, it is definitely better. value."

At that moment, Tiera saw a look called "disgust" on the faces of Dumbledore and Nick Lemay.

"..." Dumbledore watched silently for a while and placed it on his desk, and after a while pondering for a while the sword that was almost the same as before—

"Okay, thank you, Tiera."

Dumbledore said.

"And Mr. LeMay." Tiera smiled again, and then tapped Dumbledore's desk—

The drawer on the third floor of Dumbledore's desk opened with a whistle, and a scarlet ruby ​​flew out from it and landed in Tiera's hand—

It was Merlin's half-finished magic stone.

Tiera held the semi-finished magic stone tightly, and then slowly released it, allowing the semi-finished magic stone to slowly rise into the air.

Tiera quickly recited some kind of esoteric, mysterious incantation.

The Philosopher's Stone spun rapidly, turning faster and faster, turning faster—

Suddenly, a strong light pierced from the body of the magic stone, and then the magic stone disintegrated little by little, turning into a light-quality existence——

Light-quality existence converges toward the center and collapses inward.

After the light ball formed by the collapse of the Sorcerer's Stone was rubbed a few times by Tiera—

"Bam—"

A slight explosion sounded.

Another intact, bright red gem appeared in Tiera's hand.

"The Philosopher's Stone." Tiera put the gem in her hand on the table and pushed it towards Nick Lemay, and Nick Lemay—

He had already dislocated his jaw in shock, as if he couldn't believe that the highest peak of alchemy he had achieved, was "pinched" so easily by Tiera.

"Give it back to you, Mr. Nickleme." Tiera said with a smile, "I stole your Philosopher's Stone when I first started school."

——The principle of the Philosopher's Stone, or the Sage's Stone itself is the perfect fusion of the three dimensions of matter, spirituality, and spirit, becoming the only constant (0, 0, 0, 0) origin in the infinitely changing universe.

Therefore, the Philosopher's Stone is also the "gate" of Tierra becoming a god.

Normally, the Philosopher's Stone requires a lot of calculation and repeated tempering of countless precious materials.

In essence, the magic stone of Merlin does not have any problems with the method and process of material tempering, but there are some minor errors in the calculation, so the three dimensions of material, spirituality and spirit of this magic stone are not perfectly integrated. , resulting in no contact to the coordinate origin of the four dimensions.

Just now, Tiera used her divine characteristics after becoming a **** to reopen the door of the divine dimension, corrected the fusion of the three dimensions of the magic stone material, spirituality and spirit, and fused the original through the cohesive force of the divine dimension itself. The wrong three dimensions are re-fused together, so-

A brand new magic stone is made.

Since becoming a god, the world in Tiera's eyes has completely changed. Things that are extremely difficult for most three-dimensional creatures are as easy as blowing dust in Tiera's hands.

This is the power of God.

If you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be alone—

This has always been Tierra's life creed. When she was poor, Tiera could steal, rob, and cheat without hesitation and without any burden, but once she was able to help the world, Tiera would Ra would not allow herself to turn a blind eye to her past sins—

So Tiera "returned" Dumbledore's Gryffindor sword, and Nicknamel's Philosopher's Stone—

In addition, Tiera, the key to the Black family's treasury, was also placed in an envelope, and Tiera asked Fleur Delacour to return it to Harry—

Tiera put in the 150,000 gold coins she had taken from Gringotts, and regarded it as repaying Harry's love.

"Besides that..." Tiera continued, "the remaining four Horcruxes of Voldemort, Mother Voldemort's ring, Marvolo's ring, are in the old house of the Gaunt family, but I suggest that Mr. Nick Lemay or someone else pick it up, because the gem on Marvolo's ring is the legendary resurrection stone—"

"The Resurrection Stone?" Dumbledore interrupted. "The Resurrection Stone?"

"Yes." It will tempt you to wear it, and the curse on the ring will instantly infect you. "Tiera said, "Don't think about it, Headmaster Dumbledore, you can't stand the temptation of it, you will definitely bring it-"

Tierra paused, then said softly, "Ariana..."

"..." Dumbledore's eyes revealed a trace of remorse——

But this remorse was soon suppressed by himself.

"Hufflepuff's gold cup, in Gringotts Bellatrix Rustrange's vault...but I suggest you wait until Harry's seventh year to get it.... .. I'm sure that gold cup was in Latrix Rustrange's vault when he was in seventh grade."

"Nagini, the serpent, the one that Voldemort carried with him."

"And Harry..." Tiera said, "I've solved Harry's problem for you, you just have to let Voldemort kill Harry when he's at his weakest."

"That's settled." After speaking, Tiera took a sip of tea, "Your worries."

After Tiera finished speaking, there was a long silence.

"So..." Dumbledore began. "So... so you have to go?"

"I am willing to dedicate my life to the great wizarding cause," Tiera said.

"And what about Harry?" Dumbledore asked. "And what about Harry? What about Harry?"

"He won't be killed by Voldemort—" Tiera said, only to be interrupted by Dumbledore.

"No, you don't understand!" said Dumbledore, with a twinkle in his eyes, "I mean, Harry himself, Harry's heart, Harry's emotions... all these years... ...emotions, is it all wrong? Is Harry's...love worth nothing to you?"

"Please don't get me wrong, Professor Dumbledore." Tiera said indifferently, "Harry is a straight man, that's not called love. It is a common psychological transition phenomenon in adolescence, which occurs in adolescence between the ages of 14 and 18. Same-sex attachment does not mean homosexuality, and same-sex attachment refers to a psychological phenomenon in which children understand themselves, physiological development, and want to understand the opposite **** in the process of growing up in adolescence.”

"So I believe Harry will soon come out of the shadow of my death, and I believe this experience will bring it unparalleled success—"

When Tiera mentioned "growing up", she suddenly froze and looked straight ahead——

"What's wrong?" Nick Lemay asked in confusion.

"It's nothing." Tiera smiled, "Someone is digging my grave."

......

At the same time, deep in the Forbidden Forest, Igor Karkaroff, Hathaway Romanoff, and Madame Rosie were standing in front of the tombstone with "Tierra" written on it.

Hathaway Romanov raised his staff and said to Tiera's grave, "Crush to pieces!"