Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Patsy Weasley has never heard such a sound." Tiera was sitting in the principal's office, asking Dobby to make herself a cup of black tea without milk and sugar, and enjoying the pan-fried steak. "It was so hoarse. A language deliberately fabricated by man.”

"Patsy Weasley has been at Hogwarts for seven years, but he has never heard a sound like this." Tiera cut a piece of steak and said in a flat voice, "This sound seems to come from the other side of the wall. It came, even through the thick walls of Hogwarts..."

…

Even through the thick walls of Hogwarts, Percy Weasley could hear the strong smell of blood in this hoarse voice.

Percy Weasley didn't know why there were such sounds in Hogwarts Castle, but he didn't feel any fear, panic, or uneasiness. On the contrary -

He felt that this was his opportunity to make a contribution, and this sudden voice must have something to do with Dumbledore——

Maybe... maybe this is Dumbledore's secret weapon against the Ministry of Magic!

Patsy thought excitedly, putting her ears against the wall and following the sound step by step——

In addition to the hoarse sound, Patsy Weasley, who was lying on the wall, also heard sporadic, crisp impact sounds, like the sound of iron sheets being scratched across pipes.

Percy Weasley followed the sound and listened all the way. Unknowingly, he stepped into the abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle.

The hoarse voice ends here——

To be precise, the hoarse sounds and sporadic crashes are getting farther and farther away...

Patsy Weasley stood blankly in the middle of the women's bathroom, somewhat missing.

…

"Patsy Weasley only knew that the sound disappeared." Tiera said, sitting in the principal's office, "but what he didn't know was that he was already standing directly above the altar."

"That is the core of the entire evil plan, a gear that never stops rotating." Tiera continued to explain.

"It's a pity that Myrtle doesn't like Percy Weasley and didn't come out to show him the way." Tiera took a sip of tea and said, "I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but Percy Weasley will get nothing in the end."

"Now let's take a look at Umbridge's side." Tiera said, "Umbridge decided to start with Professor Minerva McGonagall's class, preparing to kick Dumbledore's right-hand man out of the Hall first. Gwartz.”

"Let's see what the probability of Umbridge's side encountering a strange incident is-" Tiera threw the hundred-sided die on Dumbledore's desk again.

"What a pity... d100 (29)..." Tiera shook her head regretfully, "It's just an ordinary weird incident——"

…

It was finally time for the Transfiguration class, and Professor McGonagall strode into the classroom. Judging from her expression, she seemed not to care about the existence of Umbridge sitting in the back row.

"Okay, everyone, please be quiet." Professor McGonagall said, and the classroom immediately became quiet. "Mr. Finnigan, please come over and hand out the homework. Miss Brown, please take this box of mice... don't So stupid, girl, they won't bite you, give one to each classmate——"

"Cough, cough!" Professor Umbridge coughed, the same stupid cough she used to interrupt Dumbledore on the first night of school.

Professor McGonagall pretended not to hear.

Seamus sent Harry's paper back to him.

Harry took the paper without looking at him and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he finally got an "A".

"Okay, classmates, please listen carefully - Dean Thomas, if you keep tossing that mouse like that, I will put you in solitary confinement - now, most students can successfully recite the disappearing spell to make the snail disappear. , even those students who still have a little snail shell left have mastered the key points of this curse. Today, we are going to-"

"Cough, cough." Professor Umbridge coughed.

"What?" Professor McGonagall said and turned around, her eyebrows coming together as if to form a long, intimidating Gryffindor sword.

"Professor, I just want to know if you have received my note, which notifies the date and time of investigating your class status-"

"I obviously received it, otherwise I would ask you why you came to my classroom." Professor McGonagall said decisively and turned her back to Professor Umbridge. Many students began to exchange joyful greetings. Eyes, "As I just said, today, we are going to practice the more difficult mouse disappearing spell. Okay, here, the disappearing spell -"

"Cough, cough."

"I don't understand." Professor McGonagall turned to Professor Birdmitch and said coldly and angrily, "If you keep interrupting me, how can you understand my usual teaching methods? You have to know , I usually don’t allow others to speak when I speak.”

Professor Umbridge looked like she'd been slapped. She did not speak, but straightened the parchment on the writing board and began to write angrily.

Professor McGonagall looked indifferent and said to the class again: "I just said, the disappearing spell, as the animals that need to disappear become more and more complex, it becomes more and more difficult to master. The snail is a kind of invisible spell. As a vertebrate, it's not very challenging, but as a mouse, it's a mammal, and the requirements are much higher. This is not a magic trick you can do with dinner in your mind. Okay, you already know the spell, let me Let’s see how you do.”

The students started their own exercises, and Umbridge, wearing high heels, began to wander back and forth, wandering back and forth, wandering back and forth——

One moment she bent over and put her ugly toad-like face close to her classmates, the next moment she motioned to the Auror and Cursebreaker following her to do some meaningless measurements, and finally Umbridge wrote in her notebook Write and draw something.

…

"Umbridge writes and draws in her notebook -" Tiera said while sitting in the principal's office, "but obviously, she can't find anything wrong, except that the teaching model written in the notebook is too excessive. Apart from being old-fashioned, there is nothing wrong with it——"

"So she had no choice but to harass the students in the classroom out of boredom, hoping to add a little fun with the students' nervous, restless and painful expressions. Suddenly -"

Tiera smiled and took a sip of tea, paused, and then took out a book from the void——

"The Secret of Worms"

Recite the incantation there.

…

Suddenly, Draco Malfoy felt a pain in his left arm, and the location where the Dark Lord's mark was seemed to be on fire.

"Well..." Malfoy didn't have time to think, and covered his left hand as quickly as possible——

Draco Malfoy had completely forgotten that he still held the wand in his right hand.

The wand fired a spell as Draco Malfoy waved his right hand.

The curse hit Umbridge's pouted butt in the front right with lightning speed——

Umbridge jumped up as if she had been stabbed by a needle and bumped into the table in front of her, scaring the students sitting in the rows in front of Umbridge to jump up and scream out. Sound, the curse is twisted. The curse is twisted.

In the midst of the chaos, Umbridge felt a sense of weakness and exhaustion all over her body. She only felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, but at the same time, her soul felt lighter and lighter——

Everything around him became blurry, like an ink painting soaked in water.

The surrounding scene changed bit by bit, as if the hands of time were rapidly turning back.

Umbridge felt as if she had crossed the light and shadow of time, returning to her childhood, to the time when she first stepped into Hogwarts——

…

Sitting in the principal's office, Tiera took out a notebook and wrote:

"Time retrospect experiment-1, start."

"Umbridge's spiritual and spiritual dimensions are in good out-of-body condition."

"The time goes back to thirty-seven years ago, when Umbridge first stepped into Hogwarts."