Harry Potter and the Old Ones

After Peter Pettigrew stepped back, Voldemort wandered alone in the master bedroom for a while.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong, and the more I think about it, the more I feel that I am now in an extremely dangerous situation.

[My strength after losing three Horcruxes is far inferior to my strength when I was in its prime... Under such circumstances, I have almost no chance of winning against Dumbledore. 】

Voldemort thought so.

[I can make another Horcrux. 】

At this time, a sudden thought suddenly rose from the depths of Voldemort's mind.

[No, no, no... my soul can't stand another split. 】

Voldemort thought, and quickly denied the idea.

[Then find a way to strengthen the soul. 】

An idea came to mind again.

[I am Voldemort, and I am the Dark Lord! I'm the greatest wizard of all time, how could it be difficult for me to be troubled by a mere soul problem. 】

Another thought came to the fore. This thought was like a kitten, and it made Voldemort's heart itch.

[Yes, I am the great Voldemort, how could there be magic in this world that I don't understand? 】

Voldemort thought proudly.

......

At the same time, at Hogwarts, Tiera in the headmaster's office smiled softly.

"What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked suspiciously.

"Voldemort is going to make a Horcrux again." Tiera said with a smile.

"Again?" Dumbledore said in surprise, "Making a Horcrux? Can his soul still bear it?"

"How do you know..." Dumbledore suddenly stopped, the old eyes behind the glasses narrowed slightly, and looked at Tiera with deep meaning, "You went to the scene of Voldemort's resurrection not only To become a god, right?"

"Of course." Tiera said with a smile, "Accurately speaking, I buried this step long ago. I predicted the scene of Voldemort's resurrection. I predicted every step of the ritual, every spell, and every sacrifice. ."

"And coincidentally, one of the sacrifices was by my side at the time." Tiera said.

"Peter Pettigrew? Or Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

"Peter Pettigrew." Tiera said with a smile, "You also know that during the resurrection ceremony of Voldemort, Harry's blood dropped a drop, and Peter Pettigrew cut off a hand. Who did you attack?"

"What kind of backhand?" Dumbledore asked. "I mean, how likely is it that Voldemort will find out?"

"A demon that has been transformed by my 'creation' authority and 'life' authority." Tiera said, "In other words, I mixed my avatar into Voldemort's body."

Dumbledore nodded, but didn't say anything, just tapped the table monotonously with his fingers.

Tiera didn't bother Dumbledore either, but started enjoying the black tea on Dumbledore's desk leisurely.

"So what are your plans for the future?" Dumbledore asked. "It sounds like everything is already under your control."

"Isn't everything in your control before?" Tiera asked rhetorically.

"Haha..." Dumbledore smiled.

"It's still some time before the end of the summer vacation." Tiera asked with a smile, "Should we go and take the existing Horcrux into our hands first?"

"Okay." Dumbledore shrugged helplessly and said, "Gellert is right, I can really retire."

......

That night, at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, in the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley asked Ron to put the knives, forks, and china plates on the table while she was arranging dinner.

"I already knew that!" Ron shouted to Harry, waving the porcelain plate in his hand and slashing into the air, "You can always get away with it!"

"They'll acquit you for sure," said Hermione, who had looked so nervous when Harry walked into the kitchen just now that she was almost fainting, and now she was covering her eyes with a trembling hand, "No. There is no reason to convict you at all."

"Although you all knew I would be fine, everyone seemed relieved." Harry said with a smile.

Mrs. Weasley was wiping her tears with her apron, and Fred, George and Ginny danced a kind of war dance, singing over and over again, "He's alright, he's alright, he's alright!"

"Enough! Be quiet!" shouted Mr. Weasley, but he also had a smile on his face.

"Listen, Sirius, Lucius Malfoy is in the Department too—" Harry said.

"What?" Sirius asked alertly.

"He's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay!" George, Fred and Ginny were still shouting.

"Quiet, quiet, you three! Yes, I took Harry around the Ministry of Magic after the trial and we saw him talking to Fudge on the ninth floor and they went into Fudge's office together... this thing I think Dumbledore should know." Mr. Weasley said, "Dumbledore seems to be in a hurry. As soon as the trial is over and Harry is handed over to me, he immediately Disappears and disappears."

"Okay, I'll tell him, don't worry—" Sirius Black was suddenly stunned, "What did you just say? Did Dumbledore change shape?"

Sirius suddenly stared at Harry and asked, "Are you sure? Are you sure Dumbledore moved away?"

"Well, yes, yes..." Harry didn't understand why Sirius Black asked that, but he was still transfiguring Dumbledore ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and Dumbledore in court The performance on the show has been said to Sirius.

Sirius listened carefully, nodding from time to time, even Ron, Hermione put down their work, and Ginny, George, and Fred, who had been playing around, listened to Harry quietly.

"Too **** **** is cool!" After listening to Harry's remarks, Ron said in admiration, "Dumbledore is really **** **** to cool!"

Ginny, George and Fred also nodded simultaneously.

And although Hermione frowned at Ron's mouth, she finally nodded in agreement.

It seems that only Sirius Black did not express anything, instead his brows became even tighter.

"What's the matter? Sirius?" Harry noticed the strangeness of Sirius.

"No, it's nothing..." Sirius raised his head to look at Harry, and seemed hesitant to say anything, "I just always feel... the former Dumbledore... I don't feel like Dumbledore's methods..."

"Oh, forget it, it may be that Dumbledore was really angry with Cornelius Fudge." Sirius shook his head, throwing his weird thoughts out of his mind, and then said with a schadenfreude smile, "It's rare to see Dumbledore so angry."

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