Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Tierra's Witcher World War:

Row after row of neat wizards with wands on their waists, with serious expressions and grim faces, stood beside the Dover Strait, waiting for an order from the headquarters, and immediately changed their shape and flew to the other side.

The entire wizarding army is well-organized and has a clear division of labor. In a very short period of time, they controlled the daily necessities factory of the British Magic Federation, residential areas, Diagon Alley, Hogwarts and the original headquarters of the Ministry of Magic, and then sent a group of proficient in rituals. The magicians jointly built a huge ceremony, and passed the massive gold coins hidden in the nine underground floors of the former Ministry of Magic through large-scale ceremony or used countless traceless extension boxes to carry as much gold underground as can be carried away.

But in fact--

In the clearing of the sea cliffs in the Dover Strait, tents were pulled up one after another, surrounded by seven or eight piles of bonfires scattered around the clearings of the cliffs, forming a scattered and irregular camp. Of course, the current camp next to Dover Strait is far less lively than the Quidditch that Tiera attended with Harry, Weasley and others when Tiera was just a fourth grader. The camp of the World Cup.

But even so, there is still a lot of people here, the noise is constant, the joking between each other, the music when drinking, laughter, scolding, accompanied by the heat of the bonfire slowly drifting upwards, but above the camp there is no sound. In the distance, the clumps of hot air and noisy sounds were blocked as if they had encountered some invisible barrier. Looking inside from the invisible barrier, apart from the sound of the wind, the sound of the waves, and the grass and trees under the night And beyond the vague outlines of the cliffs, nothing could be heard or seen.

"Let them see the love and tenderness in my heart?" Tiera was suspended in the sky above the cliff, staring condescendingly at the Magic Union Army distribution center on the cliff, looking at the wizards from various countries as small as ants, as if Those Auror elites jointly released all the protection spells, the safe guarding spell, the earplugs listening spell and the impregnable spell, which were just like toilet paper, and were easily seen by Tiera.

Tiera looked down at the lively, market-like magic coalition army, and then shook her head helplessly: "Without organization and discipline, it's no wonder that the saints of Grindelwald were able to easily wipe out the whole of Europe."

"It's no wonder." Tiera put her hands behind her back and looked up at the sky, "Back then, a single Voldemort could swept the entire British wizarding world, and the entire British Ministry of Magic was powerless to fight back, even if the organization of the Death Eaters was better than this gang. Auror wizards are infinitely better."

"But all of this will end tonight...soon...soon..." Tiera, who was suspended in the sky, smiled strangely, "The new Order will be established soon."

......

"Tonight, on the night of the full moon, a curfew will be imposed. Please return to your home after 6:30 pm. Please close the doors and windows, and close the curtains. No one is allowed to go out before dawn. Open the curtains!"

Before nightfall, Tierra's voice came from Diagon Alley, and Tierra appeared one by one, walking with teams of Aurors through the streets and alleys of Diagon Alley and the original Knockturn Alley. Inside, shop-by-shop searches were conducted to disperse the guests, asking them to close the door to thank them and go home as soon as possible.

At the same time, several other teams of Tierra also brought Auror wizards to the residences of various wizards, urging them to close the doors and windows, and even draw the curtains.

Everyone seems to be accustomed to this matter, the wizards who were forced to go home, and the merchants who had to close their doors because of Tiera's order, although they were quite critical and cursing, but there was no resistance in their behavior. I did as Tiera said, after all, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened——

On the night of the full moon last month, there was also a curfew because of the fear of werewolves hurting people.

But of course, the curfew last month was not imposed by Tierra, but was promoted and carried out spontaneously by some diehards within the magical world.

Although there are many people in the British magic circle who are dissatisfied with Tiera's policy of absorbing werewolf wizards, but under the shroud of Tiera's powerful strength, the boat is done, the raw rice is already cooked, and they can't say anything else. something, so I can only recognize it by pinching my nose.

But of course, although most wizards in the magic world have recognized the status of werewolf wizards in the British magic world under the current rule of the Magic Federation, all kinds of implicit discrimination still exist——

On the night of the full moon last year, the curfew organized by those die-hard conservatives was an explosion of this implicit discrimination.

It's a curfew, it's more a strike, those stubborn wizards and the shops they run have been closed since that morning, and then took the opportunity to wander around Diagon Alley, shouting and promoting werewolves everywhere. Hazard, seems to want to encourage others to strike together.

Of course Tiera would not allow this kind of thing—

Or maybe he was already prepared.

At the moment when the group of wizards went on strike, Tiera immediately launched the "Measures for the Management of Stalls in Diagon Alley", and released a brigade of stalls composed of house-elves and some goblins, scattered to all corners of Diagon Alley, Almost completely took over the functions of the strike shops.

The first strike of the wizarding diehards was easily disintegrated by Tiera.

But this time it was just that, with the stunt of their strike a month ago, Tiera could trap all the wizards in their own homes this time, so as not to cause trouble for herself—

Didn't Dumbledore want me to show tenderness and love?

Then I show tenderness and love.

It's getting cold, and the Magic Alliance should go bankrupt.

......

"Ah! Tee, Tiera!?" Hermione, who came to answer the doorbell, shouted in surprise when Tiera rang the doorbell at the door of the Elephant and Castle community on the south bank of the Thames in London, "You, you ,How did you come?"

"Come in!" Hermione hurriedly stroked her broom-like messy hair, and then she was a little embarrassed to hide at the back door of her house——

Although it was already mid-August, the weather was still hot, so Hermione dressed very simply, wearing only short-sleeved shorts, sweaty-

Hermione originally thought that she was coming to play with the neighbor's children~www.NovelMTL.com~ or invited her parents to dinner, so she didn't pay much attention to the image, and came to open the door in this home clothes, but she didn't expect to open the door. He saw Tiera, which made Hermione's face flush with shame.

"You don't need to go in." Tiera smiled politely, looking at the hall behind Hermione, "I'm here today to simply remind one thing, no matter what happens tonight, don't go out, don't Open the window, don't draw the curtains."

"W-why?" The expression on Hermione's face changed suddenly.

"The war is about to begin." Tiera said with a smile, "I'm going to deal with the Magic Alliance tonight. In order to avoid accidental injuries, it's better for everyone to stay at home."

"Is it that serious?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"No, it's not serious." Tiera smiled and said, "It was Dumbledore who made me show tenderness and love."

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