Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"How shameless you are, Mr. Lockhart." Dumbledore said with an angry smile, "you actually attacked a child."

"Me too... I don't want to... but... but... but I... can't do anything..." Tierra cried as if the defense line in her heart had completely collapsed, "If... if If I don't do this...my...my reputation, my...all these years...reputation, will be completely ruined..."

"That's not your reputation! Mr. Lockhart!" Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became as sharp as eagles, "That's the reputation of countless wizards who were killed by you! The stories they wrote down at the risk of their lives were You shameful thief stole it and forcibly placed it on yourself!"

"I didn't do it on purpose... woo..." Tierra wept bitterly, "I'm not... what can I do? I... what, I don't know any magic... woo... what can I do... ... woo..."

"Okay, Lockhart, face your mistakes like a man!" Dumbledore slammed the teacup on the desk, making a dull sound like a hammer hitting the ground, "Since it's opened Don’t hold back, tell me, how did you attack Tierra.”

"I, I used a brick, I knocked Tierra unconscious with a brick, and found the diadem from him," said Tierra, "I recognized it right away, it was a Ravenclaw diadem. At that time, I was so happy that I was going crazy, I thought Tierra's wisdom came from this, so I almost didn't think about it, I immediately put the crown on my head, and then—”

"Then a voice suddenly appeared in my mind." Tierra stretched out his hands and scratched the curly blond hair of "Gidero Lockhart" in pain, as if trying to grab the scalp off, "That voice is like a bone The gangrene is deeply rooted in my brain, I shake it, shake it, I can't shake it off..."

"Then it told me that it was called Ravenclaw, and it was a memory of Ravenclaw thousands of years ago-it said it could bring me real power." Tierra continued after scratching her hair for a while, "At first , just as I longed for, it gave me strength, gave me confidence, gave me the strength to play black magic like a puppet in my hand, I thought it was my friend—"

"Until it gave me a ritual, it said, this is a ritual that can give me permanent power, but I know, I know this ritual, or I know this ritual configuration, Voldemort doesn't know, although I have been in other magic My talent is very low, but I have a lot of research on ritual magic, so I can tell at a glance that his so-called presider altar is actually a sacrificial altar, and it wants to treat me as a sacrificial altar! It actually wants to Treat me as a sacrifice—" Tierra said.

"And then?" Dumbledore asked indifferently, "And what does this have to do with our little wizards at Hogwarts? Why were they petrified?"

"On the night when I learned about the ceremony, I found Tierra again, and learned everything from him—"

"How did you know?" Dumbledore interrupted roughly.

"I, I..." Tierra showed a very painful expression, "I took Legilimency from him..."

"Guildroy Lockhart! You are a bastard with no moral bottom line!" Dumbledore yelled, suddenly stood up, paced back and forth behind the desk, and then suddenly put his hands on the desk and looked down. With Gilderoy Lockhart --

"Do you think I didn't notice Tierra's strangeness? Do you think I didn't know that he stole the Philosopher's Stone? Do you really think I'm an senile dementia?" Until this time, Tierra didn't notice Deng How big is Bullido—

Dumbledore always smiled kindly when he was with the students, which made Tierra almost forget that Dumbledore was a powerful wizard who was 1.8 meters tall and once yelled "For Greater Good" with Grindelwald.

"We absolutely do not allow Legilimency to be used on underage wizards—" Dumbledore said, "This is our moral bottom line! You can't imagine that Legilimency can maintain the soul and spirit of a young wizard... and spirit What an impact the world has made! Especially such a small child, Tierra is only twelve years old! If Tierra is not a strong child, his spiritual world is likely to have been messed up by your rookie Legilimency It's a mess—"

"Do you know that I can send you to Azkaban for that alone!" Dumbledore threatened.

Azkaban? And such a good thing?

Tierra was overjoyed suddenly, Master's experimental product is free?

But Tierra still put on a frightened expression on the surface.

"But do you know why I didn't expose you? Do you know why I agreed to write your application for the Order of Merlin, Second Class?" Dumbledore sat back on the chair again, staring at the "Ghidroy Lockhart".

"Because... because I stopped Voldemort?" Tierra asked cautiously.

"Yes, Mr. Lockhart," said Dumbledore, "I think you must have tampered with Voldemort's ritual, right?"

"Yes, Voldemort wanted to use me as a sacrifice, summon demons, use his magical skills to imprison demons, and then fuse the demons and the Philosopher's Stone to create a brand new body for himself—" Tierra said, "but this ceremony was rejected. I saw it through, and I swapped positions with him, he was the sacrifice, and I was the host, and exchanged my current power with the Philosopher's Stone."

"What about those attacks?" Dumbledore asked again.

"I know from Tiera that Voldemort is the descendant of Slytherin, he can open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and control the basilisk inside - the second day after I confirmed everything with Tiera, Tiera was petrified, followed by other young Muggle-born wizards—" Tierra said.

"Fortunately, this petrification is temporary, Mr. Lockhart." Dumbledore said coldly, "Otherwise, if a little wizard's life is in danger, you will be in the cell of Azkaban now."

Gilderoy Lockhart, played by Tierra, didn't dare to refute after the story was told, and just sat in a chair like a child who had done something wrong.

"Fortunately, although you are greedy, stupid, and stupid, the matter has not reached the point of being incurable." After a short and high-pressure silence, Dumbledore said, "So I am willing to give you a chance."

"What... what chance?" Tierra said as if she was grabbing the last straw.

"Now you know Voldemort's secret, Horcruxes, right?" said Dumbledore.

"Yes, yes, I learned about the black magic of Horcruxes from a former friend of mine..." Tierra said.

"Very good, very good." Dumbledore stood up again, walked to the window, with his back to Tierra.

"Then, Gilderoy Lockhart, tell me." Dumbledore said, "You think you sacrificed a Horcrux of Voldemort and learned his greatest secret, and you think Voldemort will let you go ?"

"No! Impossible! Voldemort... Voldemort is dead! I pushed him to the altar with my own hands!" Tierra said with a pale face.

"You don't really think that Voldemort has only one Horcrux, do you?" Dumbledore turned his head and said with a grim smile on his face, looking at "Gilderoy Lockhart" with satisfaction, his face turned pale again .

"And now, Gilderoy Lockhart," said Dumbledore, "I make you a deal."

"What deal?" Tierra asked nervously.

"I can help you maintain your lies, and even help you apply for the second class of the Order of Merlin." Dumbledore said.

"Then, what do I need to do?" Tiera asked.

"Although you are innately dull in magic, your mind is flexible enough. Now, through Voldemort's ceremony, your last shortcoming has been made up. Look at what a spectacular Mirage Charm you used outside the castle this morning. Very good." Dumbledore first praised "Ghidro Lockhart" without thinking, which made Tierra a little confused, "Now, listen carefully, this is what I want you to do matter--"

"I will give you all the data, information and intelligence I have about Voldemort, I want you to use your flexible brain, investigate for me, dig out every dark secret of Voldemort for me, and then tell me- —”

"How many Horcruxes does Voldemort have, and what are they? Where are they placed?"

"Ghidroy Lockhart" turned pale again——

Then Tierra suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wait, does this make me an investigator?

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