Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Chapter 399 Pretending

At half past five in the morning on August 7th, at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, the old residence of the Black family, Harry resisted the urge to smash the alarm clock to pieces, slowly got up from the bed, and put on Glasses.

He took a deep breath and turned off the alarm.

Mrs. Weasley had placed freshly pressed jeans and a T-shirt at the foot of his bed.

Harry fumbled to put them on, and saw the blank drawing paper on the wall chuckling, as if laughing at himself——

Harry punched the drawing paper on the wall. He felt nothing except a slight pain in his fist.

Harry came here more than a week ago, to No. 12 Grimmauld Place, which used to be the ancestral home of the Black family and was now donated to the Order of the Phoenix by Sirius Black as its headquarters.

Harry was brought here just a month ago -

Yes, "talent".

When the summer vacation came, it was as if everyone had forgotten about him, leaving him on Privet Drive with his stupid and bad cousin Dudley.

Even if it weren't for the Dementor attack, Harry might not have known that Hermione and Ron had joined the Order of the Phoenix in just four weeks apart——

The Order of the Phoenix was founded by Dumbledore to resist Voldemort.

So Harry had a big fight with Ron and Hermione on the first day he arrived.

To a certain extent, Harry even wanted to thank the two Dementors. If they hadn't attacked him so far away from Azkaban, Harry probably wouldn't have known about it until the end of the summer vacation. an organization.

Harry stood up from the bed after getting dressed -

Ron, who slept in the same room as him, was still lying on his back with his limbs stretched out on the bed, his mouth wide open, and he was sleeping soundly.

Harry quietly walked across the room, came to the landing outside the door, and closed the door gently with his backhand. Ron did not move.

Harry tried not to think about the possible outcome of today's hearing at the Ministry of Magic -

Maybe when he next saw Ron, they might no longer be classmates at Hogwarts.

Harry walked softly down the stairs, past the heads of Kreacher's ancestors, and down to the kitchen.

He originally thought there was no one in the kitchen, but as soon as he walked to the door, he heard low voices coming from behind the door.

He opened the door and saw Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Sirius, Lupin and Tonks all sitting there, as if waiting for him.

They were all dressed up except Mrs. Weasley who was wearing a purple jacket.

As soon as Harry entered, she stood up immediately.

"Let's have breakfast, Harry." Mrs. Weasley said as she took out her wand and hurried towards the stove. She seemed to be as nervous as Harry and wanted to hide this nervousness by not looking at Harry. But it didn't work——

Harry could see right through her emotions.

There are also everyone sitting there.

I don't know why, but since Tiera's death, Harry only felt that some switch in his heart had been turned on. Emotions that he couldn't understand before, and lies that he couldn't see through, Harry could easily understand and understand.

Everyone in the kitchen was talking to Harry, as if they wanted to relieve Harry's inner tension through conversation.

"Well, well, well..." Harry responded perfunctorily without paying much attention.

Harry, who was eating breakfast, was suddenly stunned——

He suddenly remembered that when he and Tiera chatted before, Tiera seemed to often respond like this...

"Are you full, Harry?" Seeing Harry stop his knife and fork, Mrs. Weasley came over and patted Harry's shoulder thoughtfully.

"Well..." Harry put down his knife and fork and shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of the thought just now——

He shouldn't think about Tiera like this. He is Tiera's best friend. Tiera even blocked a death curse for him. It's so sorry for Tiera to think so.

But even so, the slightly blasphemous thought just now made Harry lose his appetite.

"Today I will take you to the Ministry of Magic...after all, compared to the other people, I am more familiar with the Ministry of Magic. Believe me, Harry, it will be over soon." Mr. Weasley came over and cheered him up, " In a few hours, nothing will happen to you."

Harry didn't say anything, but nodded with an ugly look on his face.

"The trial will be on my floor, in the office of Amelia Bones. She is the Director of Legal Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic. She will be the one to ask you questions then," Mr. Weasley said.

"Amelia Bones is fine, Harry," Tonks said sincerely. "She's fair and will hear you out."

Harry nodded, still unable to think of a word to say.

"Don't lose your temper." Sirius said suddenly, "Be polite, be truthful in everything, and tell the truth."

"And Amelia Burns's brother, Edgar Burns, was one of the founders of the Order of the Phoenix and gave his life when Voldemort last came to power." Sirius Black added, "So I believe her."

Harry nodded again.

"The law will support you." Lupine said softly, "Even underage wizards should be allowed to use magic when their lives are threatened."

Something cold was dripping down the back of Harry's neck. For a moment, he thought someone was casting a Disillusionment Charm on him, but then he realized that it was Mrs. Weasley using a wet comb on his hair.

She pressed hard on the top of his head.

"Is it possible for it to subdue?" she said desperately.

Harry shook his head.

Mr. Weasley looked at his watch and looked up at Harry.

"I think we should leave now," Mr. Weasley said nervously. "It's a little early, but I think instead of hanging around here, you might as well leave for the Ministry of Magic."

"Okay." Harry said without thinking, put down the bread and stood up.

"You'll be okay, Harry," Tonks said, patting him on the arm.

"I wish you good luck," Lupine said. "I'm sure everything will go well."

"If not." Sirius said solemnly, "I will go to Amelia Bones to settle the score for you."

Harry forced a smile.

Mrs. Weasley gave him a hug.

"Okay..." Harry said, "See you later."

With that he followed Mr. Weasley upstairs and through the hall.

He could hear Sirius' mother murmuring in her sleep behind the curtains, and Mr. Weasley unbolted the door and the two of them went outside. Dawn had just broken, and the sky was gray and chilly.

At the same time, it was around six o'clock in the morning at Hogwarts.

Tiera, who was sleeping soundly in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, was woken up by Slytherin——

After becoming a god, Tiera fulfilled her promise and used the "life" power she controlled to transform Slytherin back into human form, allowing him to fully transform back and forth between normal human form and basilisk, and jump repeatedly.

After all, Tiera has obtained the divine dimension. From the divine dimension, it is easy to deal with matters in the other three dimensions.

"Dumbledore is looking for you." Slytherin said hoarsely——

After that day, Tiera introduced Slytherin, Dobby and Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets to Dumbledore.

After all, he has such strength, it would be pointless to hide and lie anymore——

And even if he wanted to hide it, maybe one day Grindelwald would give all his secrets to Dumbledore in a letter.

It's better to be honest and cooperate for a win-win situation.

By the way, you can also use Slytherin to put a crown prince on the head of Dumbledore, the headmaster, so why not be happy.

"Dumbledore said that you should start preparing now." Salazar Slytherin said, "He expected that the Ministry of Magic would not hold the hearing in a formal manner as scheduled, and because of your tough attitude that day, They are expected to change the Harry Potter hearings into a formal trial."

"Okay, okay, okay...I understand." Tiera rubbed her brows helplessly——

In fact, as a divine creature, he no longer needs sleep.

But the bed was too comfortable, so Tiera had nothing to do, so she had to find some entertainment.

After talking to Dumbledore about education reform that day, Dumbledore gave him a task——

Let yourself pretend to be Dumbledore and have full authority over Harry's use of magic outside of school.

It was a nice name for an exercise appointment, but in fact Tiera felt that Dumbledore just wanted to retire early...

So on the night when Harry was attacked by the dementors, Tiera, in the image of Dumbledore, angrily rushed directly into Cornelius Fudge's mansion where the anti-disapparation spell had been cast, and she was enjoying a family dinner. Cornelius Fudge took him out alone and forced him to take back Harry's expulsion decision——

In fact, Tiera originally wanted to directly use strong force to threaten Cornelius Fudge to withdraw his expulsion decision——

Anyway, it was Dumbledore who threatened the Minister of Magic. What does it have to do with me, Tiera, who is already dead?

But I don’t know why Cornelius Fudge suddenly became tough and determined not to withdraw. At most, it would be changed to a hearing.

Tiera was helpless, so the scene just happened, and she had to let Tiera go to the Ministry of Magic again.

Tiera also guessed that this may be the influence of the so-called "fixed number", which prevents subsequent development from deviating from the direction of the original work to a certain extent——

In other words, pure violence can hardly turn the "fixed numbers" of this world into "variables."

——Tiera concluded after the trip to Cornelius Fudge’s mansion.

"Tell Dumbledore." Tiera's figure suddenly melted and turned into a ball of amorphous liquid. After a few simple squirms, she turned into an old man wearing a red papal robe with white beard and hair.

"I'm going to teach those bastards a lesson." Tiera, who transformed into Dumbledore, said with a sneer.

The next second, he disappeared directly into the secret room.

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