Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Hold, I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore... Yes, I was too thoughtful..." Sirius said after a while of silence, "Stay, keep Mundungus in Inside the Order of the Phoenix is ​​indeed... a hidden danger..."

"Then, what about the actions of the European Ministry of Magic? Those wars? And the black magic courses taught in the school, did you acquiesce?" Sirius asked again.

"Acquiescence?" Tiera asked back, "No, Tiera and I, Nicole May, and our other old colleagues pushed these things to happen."

"What do you want to do?" Sirius asked incredulously, "Are you afraid that Voldemort will endure so much that even our children will be defiled by black magic?"

"Oh, no, Sirius, no..." said the old **** Tierra, "Voldemort is nothing, in my eyes he is no different from a little gangster, he is naive, immature, and too conceited. With low self-esteem, such a person cannot become any climate."

"I'm worried about Muggles." Tiera said calmly.

"Muggles?" Sirius exclaimed, "Muggles? Why are you afraid of Muggles? They are such a group of kind and lovely little beings, why should we be afraid of them?"

"Cute?" Tiera laughed softly, but the eyes behind the half-crescent lenses were full of mockery and irony, "kindness?"

"Oh, Sirius, you like Muggle things so much, why don't you read their history books?" Tiera leaned forward slightly and looked at Sirius with stubborn eyes.

"Or...why not read our own history of magic?" Tiera then chuckled again, "Oh, I almost forgot, the worst subject you learned in school was history of magic... No wonder...no wonder...no wonder that after twelve years of your stay in Azkaban, you have forgotten what little knowledge you have left."

"Muggles...but never a lovely, kind species..." Tiera said with a smile, "or in other words, a small number of Muggles may be lovely, kind, and upright, but most Muggles are They have a natural fear of what they don't know."

"This kind of fear can be so strong and terrifying that it can transform a cute and kind little sheep into a brutal gray wolf." Tiera said, "That's how witch hunts come about, isn't it?"

"But, but that is, it was in the past... Muggles now are very cute." Sirius was still struggling with all his might.

"So I asked you to read more Muggle history books." Tiera leaned back on the seat back and said with a sneer, "Especially those about wars, about triangular trade."

"Those Muggles are all of the same race, even of the same skin color...they can beat each other's brains out," Tiera said, "not to mention the different skin and airless races. The slave trade and genocide that took place between..."

"Even to this day, the wars and genocide events led by the Muggle American Ansar-Jewish group have not ended." Tiera said aggressively, "not to mention the big killer they have in their hands. —"

"Nuclear weapons."

"An iron bomb about the size of a ship," Tiera described. "Oh...the atomic bomb..."

Tiera sighed, "The crystallization of human technology, the miracle of human creativity, just that a cannonball can explode with a temperature comparable to the sun, turning a prosperous city into scorched earth in an instant, and later For more than 100 years, human beings cannot live within a range of hundreds of kilometers from the origin of the explosion..."

"So you want to destroy Muggles like Voldemort?" Sirius suddenly became excited. "Is that why you teach black magic to children?"

"No, no..." Tiera said, "In 1945, the moment the first atomic bomb was detonated, we had no chance any more, Muggles had entered a new Times, an era of great development, and we? Our wizarding society is still torn apart, still fighting with each other, still fighting openly and secretly for the few, poor power and money."

"Too stupid!" Tiera said angrily, "Too pitiful!"

"It's so sad..." Tiera sighed, like a real old man, sitting there dejectedly.

"Our wizarding society is so pathetic..." Tiera said, "Once such a wizarding society meets Muggle society, once exposed to all Muggles...we will not have any chance."

"So I acquiesced, and even supported Tierra's collection of Gringotts' gold coins, and further used these gold Galleons to mess up Europe's economy. I acquiesced to Tierra's signing of post-war contracts with the Ministry of Magic of those countries, so that the impact of the war would be affected by the war. To expand and spread toward the entire wizarding world." Tiera nodded and said, "Because I want a united and powerful wizarding world, I want the entire wizarding world to cohere as a whole."

"At the same time, I support Tierra teaching those children black magic, because these magics will not only protect them in future wizard-Muggle conflicts, but more... these black magics involve Many magic principles involve the essence and truth of magic... Learning to grasp these truths and inspire these little wizards to continue to think can bring new vitality to our magic academia."

"The establishment of New Miskatonic University can cultivate successive generations of outstanding talents for our wizarding world, and among these talents ... it is very likely that there will be one, two, or even more than Nickelodeon. May, far beyond me, far beyond genius wizards like Gellert Grindelwald, their appearance will set off one technological revolution after another in the wizarding world, our magic, our spell, and potion will also be It will be like the Industrial Revolution in the Muggle world, increasing the capital for our wizards to fight against Muggles, and injecting new vitality into our magical society."

"Professor Dumbledore..." Sirius looked at Dumbledore at a loss, his eyes were strange, as if he was not looking at Dumbledore, but a stranger, a high-ranking politician.

"You have changed." Sirius said dejectedly, "You are no longer as merciful as you used to be. Dumbledore in the past would not leave those wizards who suffered in Europe alone, and would not risk making those little wizards pure. The risk of the soul being tainted by black magic to defend against that ethereal danger that does not know when it will arise."

"Oh... Sirius, Sirius..." Tiera smiled and shook her head, but his appearance of an old Dumbledore seemed to burst out at that moment. with unparalleled vitality—

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"You don't know me too well." Tiera smiled and looked at Sirius through the half-crescent-shaped glasses, "You knew me too late, I was old when you knew me, when you knew me All my ambitions have been burned to ashes, and all I want is to maintain the peace and stability of the wizarding world...but I have not always been like this..."

"Although you ran away from the Black family when you were at school, your parents should have brought you, the eldest son of the Black family, to know many old wizards during the years you lived in the Black family? A multi-century old antique, right?"

"Find time to visit them, find time to ask them."

"Ask them, what kind of people are I Dumbledore."

"Ask me about the past when I was young and frivolous."

"Ask...the story between me and Gellert Grindelwald."

"Then you can meet the real Dumbledore..."

"Then you know why I support Tiera..."

"When I was young...I was so similar to Tiera..."

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