Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Sirius lost his soul...  

Or leave Dumbledore's office unpossessed.

Sirius couldn't believe why Dumbledore, who was once kind, gentle, and compassionate like a Virgin Mary, seemed to have changed a person today, and suddenly showed such a tough and disregarding attitude towards life.

If he hadn't known that it was absolutely impossible, Sirius would have suspected that Dumbledore, who was sitting on the other side of the principal's desk today, was disguised by Tiera.

......

At the same time, after Sirius left the principal's office, Dumbledore sitting behind the desk slowly dispersed like a phantom and quicksand, revealing the image of Tierra himself.

"Sirius is gone."

Tiye stretched out the fingers of his right hand and pressed them lightly in the air.

A cluster of bright orange flames burned where the bones of his fingertips were.

Tiera's voice spread far and wide, to the real Dumbledore.

"Long enough time."

Dumbledore's old voice came from the other end of the flame.

"Sirius is indeed a lot more stubborn than the average person." Tiera said, "When are you coming back?"

"Oh . ...I want to take a good look at the world before I die...I've been besieged in this lonely fortress at Hogwarts for over half a century, I think Go out for a walk, to see the beauty of the world, to see the ugliness of the world, to see my elders, to see my younger generation... Of course, I must also see my future grave in advance. "

"Headmaster Dumbledore..." Tiera said in a deep voice, "You know, I have countless ways to prolong your life without any side effects..."

"Thank you, but no," Dumbledore replied with a smile. "It's not you who can decide the length of my life, it's me."

"Our whole life...is the sum of a period of time...how to accompany this sum of time reasonably, use it effectively, and whether we will regret it after using it...is a test Whether a person is worthy of living, the only criterion for living a reasonable life." Dumbledore's old voice came from the other side of the flame, "I always liked it when I was young, but now.... ..I no longer have the mood and fun to dominate time..."

"Although you have done a lot of such and such things, I still want to thank you, Tiera." Dumbledore said calmly, "Although your purpose is not pure, you took the initiative to take over the pressure on my shoulders. burden."

"This is my honor and my duty." Tiera said calmly, "As you said, with great ability comes great responsibility."

"You are still fulfilling the long-cherished wish that Gellert and I could not achieve when we were young..." Dumbledore said after sighing, "This ideal... is too heavy... ..."

"I am both guilty of my sister's death when I was young...and guilty of not keeping my word in the end, and working with Gellert to transform the wizarding world." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "in the end. After Gellert went the wrong way, there was no turning back...so I had to stop him, beat him..."

"I've been thinking a lot lately...if I hadn't backed away because of Arianna's death, but had stopped Grindelwald...at least persuaded him to change his radical views ...would the final result be much better?" said Dumbledore.

"This is the quirk of fate," Tiera said. "The torrent of history will not be changed by the will of the individual."

Of course Tiera knew the result.

It is impossible for the inexplicably high experimenter to let this happen.

But Tiera couldn't say it clearly, so she had to say something ambiguous.

"Yeah, the strange fate..." Dumbledore said with a sigh.

......

"Harry!"

In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Harry was playing wizarding cards with Ron when he suddenly heard a familiar cry.

Harry followed the sound and forgot the past—

"Sirius!" Harry clasped the cards in his hands on the dining table in surprise, and ran over.

"How did you come?"

Harry first gave Sirius a big hug.

At the same time, Ron, who was sitting in the same position, took the opportunity to look at the hand that Harry had buckled on the table.

It happened to be the lunch break now, and most of the little wizards chose to use the lunch break to sleep or rest in the dormitory because of the heavy workload under Tierra's reform.

Only a few students—

For example, Hermione, who was diligently writing and doing arithmetic calculations, Harry, who was helped by the Half-Blood Prince's "Advanced Potions Course", and Ron, who had nothing to do, chose to stay in the auditorium during lunch breaks, studying, or leisure.

"Sirius!" Hermione also put down her pen and calculation questions, walked over, and said hello politely.

"Oh, Harry, I came to Hogwarts today to discuss something with Dumbledore, and I'll stop by to see you." Sirius gently touched the top of Harry's head, "Are you still used to school life? Curriculum Are you all right?"

"Okay, good, all good," Harry replied excitedly.

With that said, Harry pulled Sirius to his seat.

"How...how was your conversation with Dumbledore?" Harry asked nervously.

Harry was terrified that a conversation between Sirius and Dumbledore would make Tierra's situation take a turn for the worse.

"Not very good... Dumbledore seems to be very supportive of Tiera's plan..." Sirius then changed the subject and asked seriously, "Tiera's black magic You didn't study the class, did you?"

"I, I, I..." Harry suddenly became nervous, and finally lowered his head and said, "I chose..."

"What?" Sirius was shocked. "Didn't I tell you that you must never take a class in black magic?"

"But . Defence Against the Dark Arts class..."

"Ah..." Sirius didn't expect that the environment Harry faced was so difficult~www.wuxiamtl.com~ also fell into contemplation for a while.

"If so...if so..." Sirius said, "choosing Tierra's dark magic class... doesn't seem like something incomprehensible... .."

Harry was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

"But Harry, you must promise me—" Sirius said suddenly again.

"What, what?" Harry seemed to be taken aback by the serious look on Sirius' face.

"It's okay to learn the principles of black magic, but you must not use those black magic yourself!" Sirius said.

"Oh, oh, ok, ok." Harry replied indifferently, "Don't worry, Sirius, I will never use black magic!"

Just as Sirius and Harry were having a good time talking.

Snape strode over and came over with his bat-like cloak—