Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"How is it?" Dumbledore, who was sick and living on the top floor of the tower, drank a big mouthful of iced honey lemon juice sent by the house elf, "Is the talk with those saints of Grindelwald going well?"

"Oh." Tierra, who was sitting opposite Dumbledore playing chess with Dumbledore, sighed helplessly, "Politics!"

"Politics is fun, isn't it?" Dumbledore smiled gloatingly.

At this time, Dumbledore had just finished an interesting trip and returned to Hogwarts for a rest.

"It's fun, but their ancestor's is fun." Tierra said viciously, it seemed that only in front of Dumbledore, who knew everything about him, could he temporarily remove his disguise, and no longer pretend to be so mysterious or superior.

"Arthur reported your plan to me." Dumbledore said without hesitation, leaning on the back of the chair in the principal's office.

"It's perfect." Dumbledore commented, "much more perfect than my or Gellert's plans and ideas."

"Thank you for your compliment." Tierra waved his hand, and a pot of black tea, two teacups, and a whole piece of chocolate vanilla pie appeared on the desk in front of Dumbledore.

"Then the rest of the work needs to be done by you young people." Dumbledore looked at Tierra, took a sip of the black tea from the teacup.

"Yes, we will do our best." Tierra responded with a gentle smile.

"I'm sure you'll do well," Dumbledore continued, wanting to say something more encouraging, but the next moment—

"Ding ding dong dong—"

Dumbledore only felt a strong vibration, as if the whole world was shaking, and the bottles and cans in the principal's office collided with each other, making a very crisp ding-dong sound.

However, this strong vibration lasted only for a short period of time.

"Earthquakes seem to be more and more frequent recently." Dumbledore silently put down the half cup of black tea that had been sprinkled, and then used a cleaning spell to clean the black tea stains on his wizard's robe.

"Yes." Tierra also waved, helping Dumbledore restore the broken bottles and jars in his office.

"Wait a minute. Wait a moment." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and looked around.

"My little babies have been broken more than once, haven't they?" Dumbledore asked.

"As you said, earthquakes have become more and more frequent recently, I have to take care of your office during your absence, right?" Tierra said relaxedly.

"This earthquake. It's not like a normal earthquake." Dumbledore said, "I remember that the Scottish Highlands are not on the earthquake zone"

"Your knowledge is really profound~www.NovelMTL.com~ Tierra praised.

"What's going on?" Dumbledore asked straightforwardly.

"It's my fault." Tierra said with a smile, "I'm keeping the British Isles away from the European continent little by little."

"Can you do that?" Dumbledore asked in shock.

"Why not?" Tierra asked back, "I have to leave a way out for the wizards. You must know that the plans I made are only in the most ideal situation. Once the Muggle government is unwilling to accept us, once-"

"No no no, I mean, is there such a spell that can do all this?" asked Dumbledore.

"Of course." Tierra replied, "I was able to summon a meteorite from outer space when I was in fourth grade."

The health is good, I can't stand the bombing of everyone's monthly ticket, I feel that I shouldn't let everyone down

(end of this chapter)

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