Harry Potter and the Old Ones

After reading the letter, Tiera fell into deep self-blame—

Indeed, compared to that old fox who has lived for dozens or hundreds of years, he is indeed much more tender.

In the past, Yella was able to play Dumbledore and Nick Lemay around, mostly relying on unequal information.

But when Tiera met Gellert Grindelwald, who was also a prophet, this information gap was reduced to an infinitely close to zero, and even when he overtook him, Tiera seemed helpless.

Then Tiera has absolutely nothing to do. After all, judging from the information revealed in Grindelwald's letter, what Gellert Grindelwald knows is not only the development of the entire Harry Potter storyline, but also the possibility of his own The identity of the traveler is clear.

This made Tiera feel a little shudder.

But even so, no matter how inscrutable Gellert Grindelwald was, Tiera had to respond to his invitation to go to Nurmengard Fortress—

Now that Tiera is known to be unable to return to her hometown on her own strength, no matter who is looking for the real home to find out the reason, Tiera has to go to Nurmengard.

"Professor Dumbledore, I still don't understand why we have to go to Nurmengard on our legs." After walking for a while in the ice and snow, Tiera finally couldn't help but ask in confusion—

As early as when Dumbledore brought himself to the foot of the mountain, Tiera noticed that there was a very strange magical power in the Alps—

This magical power is not very powerful, at least in the eyes of Tiera, who has acquired the divine dimension, he can easily break this power.

But it is easier to destroy than to rebuild.

The power of this magic is extremely delicate. There are 171 kinds of magic spells that Tierra can distinguish. These 171 kinds of magic spells and the other 22 kinds of magic spells that Tiera does not know. The spells are interlinked and interlocked in a peculiar way to form this huge magical fortress.

It's like a clock that runs precisely.

Tiera can easily destroy it, but cannot complete the reconstruction at all.

"That's why I said it." Dumbledore changed the subject as he walked, and the snowflakes mixed in the whistling wind dyed Dumbledore's beard white, making his expression look solemn, and his longing was mixed with contradictions.

Like a paradoxical pilgrim.

At this moment, Tiera suddenly had a sense of enlightenment.

Tiera thought, even if Dumbledore is now, even if it is too late, even after nearly a century of precipitation, deep down in his heart, he is still that boy from Godric's Hollow—

In the cell deep in Dumbledore's heart, the boy still roared like a lion, wanting to be side by side with Grindelwald and changing the world with him.

Perhaps after countless midnight dreams, Dumbledore and Grindelwald have stood on the top of the world and have transformed the entire world according to their ideals.

This trip to Nurmengard may have been a pilgrimage for Dumbledore.

Dumbledore approached Grindelwald step by step, as if he was approaching his own ideals and ambitions step by step.

"That's why I said you were far worse than him." Finally, Dumbledore and Tiera stood in front of a blank snow field.

But both Dumbledore and Tiera could clearly "see" the tall fortress hidden by magic power in front of them.

The tall fortress was built on a small cliff, surrounded by snow and barren rocks.

Nurmengard fortress is taller and grander than I imagined. Nurmengard is pitch-black. The continuous walls wrap around the main body of the fortress like a giant. The tower in the middle rises out into the sky. It has been in disrepair for a long time, and it still shows the thrillingness of the year.

"Of course, for a wizard of your age, you've already achieved remarkable results, but in terms of the accumulation of pure magical knowledge, you're still far behind."

Tiera nodded, realizing her own shortcomings.

"But you still have a long way to go. You have an almost endless world, and you are very talented. I believe you will surpass us soon." After speaking, Dumbledore patted Tiera on the shoulder.

"Okay, let's go. Gellert should have been waiting for you."

"Aren't you going in?" Tiera asked suspiciously, "Such a rare opportunity has come..."

"No," said Dumbledore. "He thinks that my meeting with him is likely to put me in an extremely dangerous situation, so we're still gone, and I'll just wait here."

Dumbledore smiled and paused, then said, "I believe him."

"He will hide it from me, but he will never deceive me," Dumbledore said. "There is complete trust between me and him."

Tiera nodded, not knowing what kind of expression she should use to face the love of the century.

Tiera was silent for a while, then ascended to the divine dimension. From the divine dimension, she crossed the magical protection outside the fortress.

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Meanwhile, Privet Drive.

Harry finally realized something was wrong—

It was terribly cold all around, he couldn't help shaking all over, goose bumps formed on his arms, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

Harry tried his best to open his eyes, staring blankly around, but he couldn't see anything.

It's impossible, they won't come here, they won't come to Xiaohuijin District.

He pricked up his ears, he wanted to hear their voices before he saw them.

"I'm going to tell Daddy!" Dudley snapped, "You... where are you? You're here, what are you doing—"

"Can you shut up?" Harry said through his teeth, "I'm listening to—"

But he stopped, he heard what he had been afraid of, there was something else on the street besides the two of them, making long, snoring, hoarse breaths.

"Watch out for Dementors!"

Harry's mind almost immediately recalled Tierra's prophecy—

After the last semester, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Harry asked for Tierra's suicide note from Viktor Krum, and the suicide note was placed under his pillow. Harry would take it out every night when he went to bed and read it as if Tiera was still there. Chat with him.

Harry had been able to memorize Tierra's suicide note long ago.

Harry's reaction was quick, he immediately drew his wand and looked around vigilantly, but—

"Stop, stop! I, I'm going to beat you, I'll do what I say!" His cousin Dudley thought it was all Harry's fault, and when Harry pulled out his wand, his mushy The brain responded in an instant—

"boom-!"

Dudley hit Harry in the head with a punch, knocking him off balance on his feet and staring at the stars. He fell heavily to the ground, and his wand flew out of his hands.

"You idiot, Dudley!" Harry cried, tears welling up in his eyes.

He struggled to use both hands and feet, groping randomly in the dark.

At this moment, a terrifying, shrill scream came from mid-air, rushing towards the fleeing Dudley.

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