Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"So what do you want to do?" Dumbledore asked sullenly.

"I have always admired Sirius Black." Tiera did not answer Dumbledore's question directly, but raised a topic that seemed irrelevant, "Although I don't like his character, I still Admired him, more or less, admired him for his magical talent."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and motioned Tiera to continue.

"Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, and the other two of the Marauders, when they were three or four years old, made such ingenious magic items as the Marauder's Map, not to mention After he graduated, Sirius Black also tried to combine magic with Muggle technology to create magical technology like the Flying Bike." Tierra paused, then said, "Do you know what I saw? ?"

"I see hope!" Tiera asked and answered without waiting for Dumbledore to speak.

"You want to break the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy too?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes." Tiera nodded lightly.

"why?"

"For a brighter civilization." Tiera said firmly, "The economic base determines the superstructure."

"In other words, only when we have enough food, warm clothes, and convenient living and travel, can civilization carry out the construction of upper-level civilization, and can promote the development of society and the progress of mankind."

"Let's not mention a 'martial point map' as ingenious as the Marauder Four, or a combination of magic and machinery, a magnifying spell used by a freshly graduated wizard, or a brewed growth potion, plus Muggles The invention of hybrid rice can easily solve the food problem of a small African country, and in the same way, the needs of the Muggle world to solve the needs of the poor can also solve the employment problem for the wizarding society, so that those living at the bottom of the wizarding world are discriminated against. And the repelled half-blood wizards, house-elves, werewolf wizards, vampires get a more decent job, instead of relying on my powerful magic to support me." Tierra said, "Now the British wizarding society has a more decent job. The structure is deformed and fragile, and my vast magical powers can fully meet the needs of every individual wizard and can always be maintained, but the relationship is unhealthy."

"And the society of wizards has developed to the point where it is now a stagnant pool. My support may allow the entire wizarding society to develop to a stage where they spontaneously undergo a technological revolution, but it is more likely that they will die in peace, but instead accelerate the development of The speed at which a **** race evolves," Tiera said, "so I have to inject fresh blood into the wizarding society."

"Integrating into Muggle society." Dumbledore said lightly.

"The idea is good, but one more point." Dumbledore paused and continued, "Have you ever thought about how to resolve the conflict between Muggles and wizards? Or let's ask another way, you have thought about it, hiding How can wizards who have been wizards for thousands of years take their first steps towards Muggle society? How can Muggles choose to accept us at the first sight of us, rather than immediately hunt us down?"

"It's simple," Tiera said with a smile. "They just need a miracle."

......

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

The words of "Gellert Grindelwald" were like a thunderbolt, roaring in the ears of everyone, and like a cluster of flames, igniting the ambitions and desires in those aging bodies.

"What do you need us to do? Great leader?" one of them asked reverently.

"What do you think you can do?"

"Gellert Grindelwald" asked curiously and lowered his head with a hint of contempt.

"Leader, leader?" A fat old wizard in his sixties, bald, but covered with a wig—

"Benewinder Donaldson."

"Gellert Grindelwald" called out his name with a smile, which was the name Tiera had just extracted from his memory, and flipped through his memory.

"Oh, Donald Jr."

"Gellert Grindelwald" cried out in nostalgia, "Look at you, look at you, my little Donald, look at you now."

"Aging, bloated, weak."

"Gellert Grindelwald," said sneeringly, "I remember you were not like that when you were young wizards, did you?"

"You were nimble, ambitious, and high-spirited back then... hehe... Look at Benewende Donaldson and look at you now."

Suddenly, "Gellert Grindelwald" raised his head and pierced the owner of the tavern with sharp eyes:

"Look at you now!"

"If I remember correctly, I was suddenly defeated. All my experimental records, all manuscripts, and all books were stored in the secret room on the top floor of the Nurmengard Tower."

"But what about you? If you think that I have failed, I have failed. Except for Wenda, no one has ever wanted to go and read my manuscripts, no one has ever thought about why I am so strong, no one has ever thought about continuing my work. Research."

"Leader...I, I..." Benewende Donaldson's lips trembled, as if he wanted to explain something.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of blaspheming me? Are you afraid of disobeying me? Huh..."

"Gellert Grindelwald" sneered mercilessly again, "I remember that I recruited a group of male lions, not a group of sheep, nor a group of dogs."

"Oh...I see, I know what you're afraid of."

"Gellert Grindelwald" raised his head slightly and pretended to be suddenly realized: "You are afraid that everything is too illusory, you are afraid that I am a lunatic, you are afraid that everything is just my delusion, you are afraid that there is no divinity at all dimension."

"Honestly, I'm disappointed, my guys, my friends, my comrades."

"Gellert Grindelwald" sighed softly and said, "I am your leader, and it is your joint recommendation that I can sit in this position. I led you to cast miracles again and again, and in the end , but you don't trust me."

"I'm disappointed ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Guys, I'm disappointed."

"Leader, leader, me, we..." Another wizard in his seventies tried to defend in a hoarse voice.

"No, needless to say, Gnaeus."

"Gellert Grindelwald" interrupted with a wave.

"I know what you want."

The "Gellert Grindelwald" smiled.

"I know what you want."

"Gellert Grindelwald" raised his chest, took a step forward and said:

"A miracle!"

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