Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Harry Potter and the Old Ones (!

"Aren't you also fully resurrected from a dead soul?" Tiera asked back with a smile. Tiera's gaze made Voldemort feel familiar, it was a casual teasing gaze, like a beast looking at himself. The gaze of the prey—

It was as if he had looked at the eyes of Harry and his party earlier.

It's just that this time the roles were switched, the hunter became the opposite, and he became the prey who fell into the trap.

"I know you must have a lot of questions, such as why I can be resurrected, why can I be converted into a demon, and why am I here in this form." Tiera said with a smile, and it seemed that she had no desire to attack. , but like a dutiful villain, he began to explain his plan in detail.

"At the end of the third grade, I predicted your resurrection." Tiera said with a smile, "To be more precise, I predicted not only your resurrection, but also my death."

"Yes, don't be surprised, I foretold my death, and I saw the moment you killed me with the Death Slayer." Tiera continued, "I'm a prophet after all, aren't I?"

"But you were killed by me," Voldemort said gloomily. "You were killed by me anyway! Your prophecy is useless!"

"No no no..." Tierra said, shaking out a finger. "I think you've got one thing wrong, Voldemort."

"Prophecy is not meant to be broken... To be precise, prophecy, like history, is a fact that will happen. If time is likened to a long river, then prophecy is a bulge in the lower reaches of the river. The reef." Tiera said, "Whether you believe it or not, the reef is there, of course, you can choose not to believe it, or you can think that your boat is harder than the reef, but the end result of this is- "

"Bang——" Tiera made an explosive gesture with her hand, "suicide."

"In the face of a prophecy, the stupidest thing is like you." Tiera looked at Voldemort contemptuously and said, "Rebelling against prophecies and trying to avoid them is the last resort, unless you have the ability to overturn the long river of time and twist it. The long line of fate, otherwise it's all in vain."

"What is announced in the prophecy will definitely happen. The prophecy is absolute, but it is also relative." Tiera said with a smile, dragging her huge figure back and forth in the spacious hall of the Ministry of Magic. Like a warm-hearted teacher, or an apprentice showing off his knowledge.

Although Voldemort was still on guard, it could be seen that his mind was completely attracted by Tierra's words.

And Dumbledore, who was standing inside the protective cover, stroked his beard, and was surprised—

Or rather, he looked at Tiera thoughtfully.

Obviously, this wise old man didn't understand why Tiera told Voldemort so many secret things. He couldn't be sure what medicine was sold in Tiera's gourd, but the intuition he had built up over the years made him instinctively aware of it. Here's another terrifying conspiracy.

"The prophecy shows only one-sided truth, for example—" Tiera said with a smile, "let's take my death as an example—"

"I predicted my death, I predicted that Voldemort killed Tiera with the Death Curse. It's not accurate."

"What I predicted was a man in the image of Voldemort coming back from the pot and then killing a man in the image of Tierra with the Death Curse. This man in the image of Tierra could be anyone." La smiled and said, "For example, Barty Crouch Jr., ten minutes before the last event of the Goblet of Fire, Barty Crouch Jr., as Moody, was alone with me according to the rules of the Goblet of Fire. For more than ten minutes, he intended to use the Imperius Curse to control me."

"But on the other hand, if I had been prepared, resisted his Imperius Curse, countered him with Imperius Curse, and then used Compound Potion to disguise him as Tiera and send him into the labyrinth, then— Tierra paused and continued, "Then the prophecy can also be fulfilled, right?"

At that moment, Tierra saw Voldemort's eyes suddenly light up, as if the century-old problem that had plagued him for a long time had finally found a solution.

"Of course, this is just the middle strategy. It is only a little bit smarter than the previous rebellion against the prophecy." Tiera continued, "As the saying goes, behind a great danger lies a great opportunity."

"In a fatalistic way, every talented wizard will directly or indirectly know his own prophecy about his own death." Tiera said, "Can you make good use of this death news, can you stab you? Breaking the fog of death is the difference between a genius mortal wizard and a god."

"I won't go into details about the specific process." Tiera smiled more and more clearly, the smile on her face gradually turned into a smirk, and a mist of greed gradually emerged in her eyes, "This is the point that I am smarter than you. , Based on the prophecy of death, I planned the ritual of becoming a god, and with your life-suppressing spell, I knocked on the road to conferring gods."

"At the end of the third grade, I transformed myself into a demon, so that I could meet death in a form more solid than the soul and more powerful than the spirit body." Tiera stared at Voldemort, "In death Before that, I planned how to bring myself back to the world."

"I left a prophecy, and by fulfilling a prophecy every time, I made all the people my anchors and my street lamps for my return to the world."

"I left a clue of the Resurrection Stone so that Harry could awaken my consciousness."

"I also predicted the formation of Dumbledore's Army, so I left a spell on Hermione to restrain Dumbledore's Army and prevent traitors, and the result was exactly as I expected-"

"Someone in Dumbledore's Army couldn't bear the external pressure and their fragile heart, and chose to betray."

"That's not a punishment spell at all, it's a demon contract, and the real meaning of that spell is—"

"You sign your name, and you voluntarily keep it a secret. If you don't want to keep it a secret, then you voluntarily provide your body to the devil."

"That's how I encroached on Marietta's body~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The giant Tiera stopped pacing back and forth, and stopped," but that wasn't my end goal. "

"Accurately speaking, no matter who betrays anyone in Dumbledore's Army, they will not be my final body. They are only a springboard after all, they are just a door that allows me to descend into the world in the form of a demon—" Tiera looked at Voldemort and said. , "Their talent is too low, their flesh is too immature, their magic power is too weak, I need a strong body, I need a wizard with majestic magic power and superb talent, as my body."

With that, Tiera stretched out her hand to Voldemort—

"I need you, I need your body."

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