Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Seeing "Gellert Grindelwald" appear, everyone started to get nervous.

"No! This is impossible!" Some people stood up angrily and questioned in amazement.

"Leader! Leader! You're back, you're finally back... woo... woo..." Some people burst into tears, crying dazedly, as if they were about to cry out all the emotions they had suppressed for years.

"Hmph." Some people dismissed it, but their backs could not help but straighten up, their whole body tensed up and down, as if to hide their inner panic.

Others were whispering, some were apprehensive, and some were watching from the sidelines.

The whole tavern was like a volcano erupting in an instant, filled with gradually noisy sounds.

In the face of sharp doubts, in the face of sudden loyalty, in the face of whispers and undercurrents of people's ghosts, "Gellert Grindelwald"... or Tierra, did not rush to explain, nor did rush to suppress or refute.

"Gellert Grindelwald" just took a few steps forward slowly, came a few steps ahead of Venda Rosier, and stood there with a polite expression on his face, but He smiled indifferently, raised his eyelids slightly, and stared at everyone with his tall height of about 1.8 meters.

The dim light sprinkled on his angular and sturdy face, and the strangely colored pupils gave him a strange and attractive charm.

"Gellert Grindelwald" didn't do anything, just stood up straight, like a well-bred nobleman, a king of the world, or a tyrant standing on a podium.

"Gellert Grindelwald" stared down at them, neither speaking nor moving, just silently surveying the audience.

Venda Rosier has restrained her breath from the divine dimension, standing quietly and suspiciously behind "Gellert Grindelwald", looking at him enthusiastically.

A minute has passed...

"Gellert Grindelwald" still stood so silently, and the audience gradually tended to whisper.

Two minutes have passed...

Many people began to wipe the cold sweat and adjusted their sitting positions uncomfortable.

Three minutes have passed...

All that was left in the tavern was the sound of breathing, heartbeat, and the ticking of the clock on the wall.

Some people's frequency of wiping cold sweat began to increase, and their heartbeats began to speed up. The silence and sharp eyes of "Gellert Grindelwald" gave them indescribable pressure.

The momentum of "Gellert Grindelwald" climbed with little more prolonged silence.

Five minutes have passed...

Tiera felt it was time.

"Gellert Grindelwald" bowed his head, neatly tidying up his already neat and flawless clothes, and then—

"call……"

In this terrifying, eerie, deadly silence, a different voice suddenly broke in.

"Gellert Grindelwald" took a deep breath into his chest, and then let his voice burst out in silence——

"Long time no see, my colleagues."

"Gellert Grindelwald"'s voice is calm and magnetic.

"Fifty years have passed since my last failure." Tiera said calmly, with dark waves in her calm voice, "but I didn't realize until today that I failed completely."

"I never care about my failures, failures are failures, because I never want results," Tiera said. "I never want success, it's never wizards ruling the Muggle world, and it's never my success. , in a high position, no, none of that."

"My goal is always one." Tiera said, "I want to create a revolution, I want to break the **** of the old world, I want to establish a new order, I want to promote the development of the wizarding world, I want to promote the wizarding world The progress of the world!"

"So I started a revolution, I pushed a war, I caused a turmoil." Tiera continued as "Gellert Grindelwald".

"The initial result is exactly as I planned. During the decades when I was in a state of great power, talents from the wizarding world emerged one after another, knowledge systems were formed one after another, and brand-new spells were created one after another. When I came out, I saw the hope for the prosperity of the wizarding society. I thought that the wizarding society had begun its own evolution process. I thought it was okay. I thought that my existence would only hinder the progress of the wizarding society. I thought..." Tiye Pulling a deep breath, "I thought it was time to leave."

"And then?" Tiera roared, his voice contained the shocking waves and the thunder.

"And then I watched helplessly as the evolution that I spent half my life trying to push the same thing stopped a few years after I was imprisoned, even bit by bit, backed away, back to..."

"abyss!"

"I saw a joke!" Tiera's voice suddenly rose, and all the emotions she had previously contained were ignited and released like an explosion, "I saw you in this joke, I saw the entire wizarding world, I still saw me!"

"I am a prophet. I see farther than you, and I see clearly than you. Fifty years ago, our wizarding world was slowly sliding into an abyss."

"Since the first industrial revolution took place in Britain in the 1860s, the Muggle world has begun their evolution. They are like a steel behemoth, constantly improving themselves and constantly eliminating the backward parts. , develop advanced parts." Tiera used a more intuitive metaphor to explain the technology of the Muggle world to these old antiques.

"From the very beginning of steam engines, to gunpowder pistols, ship artillery, aircraft tanks, computer phones, rocket satellites, and then—"

"Boom—"

Tiera raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

The mirror he walked out instantly released a light that he couldn't look directly at.

Immediately afterwards, it was as if the lens gradually zoomed out.

A scene appeared in the mirror. It was a huge, dazzling mushroom cloud composed of smoke and flames, rising into the sky, and everyone showed their power.

"Until 1945~www.wuxiamtl.com~they detonated two atomic bombs," Tierra said. "The Muggles had the power of the sun, and all it took was a button—"

Tiera raised her finger and said to everyone around her.

"They only need to press a button, and they can send this sun to any corner of the world, wipe a city to the ground, and there will be a curse lingering here for the next hundred years."

"That's what they did in 1945," Tiera said. "Fifty years later, can any of you do what they did fifty years ago?"

Tiera looked around, sharp eyes forcing one wizard after another to lower their heads or avoid their gazes.

"I can." Tiera said calmly and firmly, "So I'm back."

"I not only want to lead you to face the abyss, I also want to lead you across."

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