Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"You! Say! Who?" Hermione said, almost gritted her teeth.

"Professor Dumbledore," Tiera said again.

"Why! What! What?" Hermione asked again through gritted teeth.

"Because Professor Dumbledore is just like my grandfather." Tiera folded her hands and looked up at the starry sky at a forty-five-degree angle, "I can't bear to see the hard work for us in such a wonderful time of Christmas as a family. Professor Dumbledore, the empty-nest old man with lungs, lives alone in the empty room, alone, and dying alone."

"So I decided to take up the responsibility of caring for the empty-nesters. In the spirit of humanism, I resolutely invited the lonely old man Professor Dumbledore to participate in the Christmas ball." After taking a sip of juice, he pretended to pooh a few times, as if he was spitting out tea leaves.

Hermione:  …

Harry: ...

What he said makes sense and I can't refute it?

"But didn't Professor McGonagall tell you to invite Professor Dumbledore?" Harry interjected.

"Yes!" said Hermione, "you should invite a female dance partner!"

"Hehe..." Tiera smiled, "As long as Professor Dumbledore agrees, then it's Professor McGonagall's turn to object?"

Harry: ...

Hermione:  …

Ron: Chiliuchiu, this steak is delicious.

It seems to be the case.

"Oh! Look!" Tiera suddenly stood up and said, "Professor Dumbledore... The wild Professor Dumbledore has appeared!"

Harry and Hermione's eyes followed Tiera's words and looked over——

Because the Triwizard Tournament was held at Hogwarts, Dumbledore had a lot of social interactions, so he could no longer hide in the headmaster's room alone.

"This way, Mrs. Maxime." Dumbledore, with an unchanging smile on his face, opened a teacher's seat for Mrs. Maxime.

"Thank you." Madame Maxime also politely returned a salute.

After that, Tiera opened the stool for Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Rosie.

After everyone was seated, Dumbledore sat down by himself.

As soon as he sat down, Mag tilted his head, muttered something to Dumbledore, and looked at Tiera from time to time—

When Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Dumbledore laughed a few times.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} At this time, Tiera stood up, picked up a grilled sausage from the table, shook it, and turned into a shy flower , the meaty fragrance--

roses.

Tiera took the "rose", walked to the teacher's seat, and handed the "rose" to Dumbledore.

"The great Headmaster Dumbledore," Tiera said, "I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance a song at the upcoming Christmas ball?"

"Ah..." Mrs. Rosie, who was sitting three seats to the left of Dumbledore, instantly put down her knife and fork and looked at Dumbledore with disgust.

"Tiella! You..." Professor McGonagall angrily wanted to roar—

But he was stopped by Dumbledore's wave.

Dumbledore took the "Rose" from Tiera's hand, put it on his dinner plate, and then took out his wand and waved it on the "Rose".

"Rose" has been restored to sausages.

Dumbledore smiled, then looked at Tiera and said:

"Thank you for the sausage, Tiera, but sorry, I refuse."

"Don't think about it anymore?" Tiera said with a face full of grievances. "As a student, I really want to invite my most beloved, closest, greatest, loveliest, most—"

"No!" said Dumbledore, "I refuse."

"But Professor Dumbledore, I really want to be at the ball—" Tiera wanted to argue.

"I'll cancel your privilege as a warrior to get an O without taking the final exam if you continue to be so foolish." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"What? No!" Tiera said with a heavy blow, and then said with a pale face, "Okay, since that's the case... then I won't force it... hum hum ......"

After speaking, Tiera turned around and left.

"Haha..." After Tierra left, Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, "This little fox..."

Tiera returned to the Gryffindor table with a calm expression on her face.

"Professor Dumbledore... yes?" Harry and Hermione asked nervously.

"Don't be stupid," Tiera said. "How can you agree? Professor Dumbledore still needs to be embarrassed."

"Oh... well..." Hermione raised her chest again and began to comb her messy hair again and again, "Then... you can still invite others."

"Well, yes." Tiera said.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} "You have to think about it," said Hermione, "you are a Hogwarts warrior and seer, you can't be casual. who to invite."

"Okay." Tiera said and stood up, picked up another sausage, and changed it into a rose in her hand—

"Thank you for your suggestion, Hermione." Tiera walked towards Ravenclaw's long table, "I will invite a cool, cool person."

Hermione: ? ? ?

"Hello, excuse me." Tiera walked over to a platinum-haired girl who was sitting alone, and bent down with a smile.

"Beautiful Miss Luna Lovegood." Tiera bowed politely, and then handed the "rose" in her hand to the platinum-haired girl—

"May I ask if I have the honor~www.wuxiamtl.com~ to invite you to dance together at the Christmas ball?" Tiera said.

Luna Lovegood was visibly stunned, a little panicked, and a little nervous.

The girls sitting around her have already started whispering—

"Why a little lunatic?"

"What did Tiera like about the little madman?"

"Damn...why didn't Tierra invite me? Maybe I'll see Gilderoy Lockhart!"

"That's right, why do you like that little lunatic Luna? I sent him a present when Tiera was just discharged from the hospital the year before yesterday!"

"Yes, yes, I sent it too! I sent a box of chocolates!"

"I sent it too, I sent my underwear!"

"None of you can compare to me, I send my hair and nails!"

Tiera:  …

Good guy.

Tiera called out the good guy.

Co-author The pile of **** he received last semester was all given by you guys!

"Miss Luna Lovegood?" Tiera reminded again, "May I have the honor to invite you to the Christmas ball—"

"Yes!" Luna said happily, "I do!"

"Thank you, Tiera!" Luna said, jumped up from her seat, hugged Tiera, and jumped up and down happily.

The moment she was hugged by Luna, Tiera was stunned——

Pieces of memory belonging to Luna Lovegood rushed into Tiera's mind instantly.