Harry Potter and the Old Ones

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Under Hermione's passionate speech, everyone agreed on the necessity of learning Defence Against the Dark Arts.

And after acknowledging Harry's own abilities and agreeing to training, Hermione took out a piece of parchment with an anti-snitch spell.

"I want everyone to write their name so we know who's here today! I also think—" Hermione said, taking a deep breath, "that we should all agree not to put our What you do is publicized. So once you sign it, you agree not to tell Umbridge or anyone else about us, or you will be punished."

Fred reached for the parchment and happily signed his name on it, but Harry noticed at once that a few people didn't seem too happy to hear that their names were to be put on the list.

"Um..." Zacharice said slowly, not taking the parchment that George handed over. "Um... I think Ernie will tell me when the party is."

But Ernie also seemed hesitant to sign. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him.

"Um...I, we're prefects," Ernie blurted out, "if the list gets discovered...um...I mean...you said it yourself, if Umbridge gets discovered—"

"You said just now that being on this group is the most important thing you'll do this year," Harry reminded him.

"I...I...yes," Ernie said a little embarrassedly, "yes, I believe that, just—"

"Ernie, do you really think I'm going to throw this list all over the place?" Hermione said angrily, as if someone called her a fool.

"No, no, of course not," Ernie said, looking less concerned. "I… well, I'll sign, of course I'll sign."

After Ernie, there was no further objection, and after everyone had signed their names, Hermione retracted the parchment and put it carefully into her bag.

There is a strange feeling in the group now. It seems like everyone just signed a contract.

…

Meanwhile, in another section of Hogsmeade Village, on the second floor of the Three Broomsticks—

The proprietress of Three Broomsticks, Mrs. Rosmerta, brought Draco Malfoy and Hathaway Romanoff into a large drawing-room—

The parlor was nearly half the size of the Gryffindor common room, and the fireplace in the parlour was blazing vigorously, warming the whole parlour.

In front of the fireplace is a soft rug, and on the rug stands a solid wood coffee table full of delicious snacks and warm butterbeer.

There are rows of sofas around the coffee table.

Seeing such an arrangement, Hathaway Romanov nodded in satisfaction, then gave Draco Malfoy a wink.

Draco Malfoy nodded immediately, then politely invited Mrs. Rosemerta out.

"Nice job, Malfoy," Hathaway Romanoff praised after Mrs. Rosemerta had gone out.

"It is my duty to serve the lady." Draco Malfoy bowed exaggeratedly, then reached out his hand, wanting to hold Hathaway Romanoff's hand for a kiss—

But it was ruthlessly shot by Hathaway Romanoff.

"How many people will come to this party?" Hathaway Romanov asked indifferently.

"Conservative estimate... at least ninety people," Malfoy replied. "In addition to the Slytherin students at school, I also persuaded a lot of seniors and seniors who have graduated."

"Yeah." Hathaway Romanov nodded.

After a while—

"How can there be enough space for ninety people!" Tiera's voice suddenly sounded in Hathaway Romanov's mind, "Use magic to make this place bigger."

"But..." Hathaway said in her mind, "but I haven't learned the Traceless Extension Spell."

Tierra…

"Then just wave your wand and I'll do it." Tiera's voice sounded again in Hathaway's mind.

"Oh, okay." Hathaway raised the Decaying Queen's scepter high and waved it symbolically—

The next moment, an astonishing sight appeared—

Malfoy felt like he and Hathaway were getting smaller—

No, no, it's not that it got smaller, it's that the whole room got bigger!

The surrounding tables, chairs, fireplaces, tapestries, and even decorations placed on the fireplace are getting bigger.

When the legs of the coffee table became as high as one person, the changes gradually stopped.

"Sea, Hathaway..." Draco Malfoy looked at Hathaway Romanov in shock.

"This place is too small." Hathaway Romanov said coldly.

"Oh, oh... well, well..." Malfoy stammered, looking around curiously.

Although he was from the ancient Malfoy family, he had never seen such a scene.

But soon, Malfoy wasn't the only one in this room who had never seen the world—

About a few minutes later, two of Malfoy's fat sidekicks, Crabbe and Goyle, came in through the door.

Once inside, their expressions were the same as Malfoy's, shocked, shocked and shocked.

After Crabbe and Goyle, dozens of people walked in one after another, including Slytherin students and Slytherin students who had graduated.

There were ninety-seven people who finally arrived, and all of them, without exception, were wizards from pure-blood families.

It was also thanks to the financial resources of the Malfoy family that so many pure-blood wizards could be summoned in a short period of time.

As early as when Hermione and Harry were planning to build Dumbledore's Army, Tiera instructed Hathaway Romanoff to use her shadow (fan) influence (love) power (curse) to win over those Slytherins as much as possible. Graduated pure-blood wizard—

After all, these wizards are valuable population resources in the magic world no matter what.

If these wizards are really abandoned, unless Tiera manages the remaining wizards strictly according to the method of animal breeding, inbreeding will probably begin in a few generations.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to travel to the stars." Tiera exhorted her heartily, "Continue to practice the plan of the great leader, inherit the will of the great leader, and inherit the task of the great leader. After all, the heavy responsibility of inheriting the task of the great leader will fall on your shoulders. Up."

"You need to form your own team."

This is what Tiera advised, but perhaps it was because of Venda Rosier's lack of skill, Hathaway Romanoff, an artificial lifeform, had a high combat IQ, but a low emotional quotient—

Commonly known as brain bubbles.

A lot of things have to be taught by Tiela hand in hand.

Seeing that almost everyone had come, Tiera said

"Cough first to attract everyone's attention."

"Cough cough." Hathaway Romanov coughed. Although the sound was not loud, it did calm the originally noisy crowd, and everyone's eyes were focused on Hathaway Romanov.

"Everyone is welcome," Tiera said, "as I say."

"Welcome everyone. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Hathaway Romanov said coldly—

The brain has the benefits of bubbles.

Hathaway Romanoff was already beautiful, and she always liked to put on a glamorous and noble face, so Hathaway Romanoff didn't even need special rehearsal expressions during the speech. Can be pulled directly to the stage.

"First of all, please allow me to make a brief self-introduction." Hathaway said coldly, then stretched out her hand, took out a tarot card from the void, and hung it on her chest—

"The Taromian Society, - the **** of death, Hathaway Romanoff, on behalf of - the world, Mr. Gellert Grindelwald, a temporary prophecy to you."

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