Harry Potter and the Old Ones

December brings more snow and an avalanche of homework for fifth graders.

As Christmas approaches, Ron and Hermione's work as prefects becomes increasingly heavy. They are responsible for supervising the decoration of the castle and watching over the first and second grade students who stay indoors during the break because of the cold weather and rain.

"They are so thick-skinned. We were definitely not that bold when we were in first grade." Ron complained a bit meanly.

"Yes, you are much more impudent than them." Tiera's voice came from nowhere, "After all, no one in first grade dared to directly enter a room that was explicitly prohibited from entering by Dumbledore."

In addition to this, Ron and Hermione took turns patrolling the corridors with Argus Filch, who suspected there might be an increase in fighting during the holidays.

However, they are busy, but in Tiera's view, everything is developing in a good direction. Tiera's training for Dumbledore's Army has also come to an end. Basic theoretical knowledge, magic three-dimensional theory and some mathematical techniques have been taught. Those with higher talents, such as Hermione, Harry, and the Weasley twins, have already understood and mastered it. They can basically draw inferences from one example and apply some existing magic configurations to their own situations. Minor changes have been made to allow you to use these spells faster and more powerfully.

Although Hagrid was back, Tiera and Dumbledore, in a humanitarian spirit, agreed that Newt Scamander would continue to teach the Care of Magical Creatures course, allowing Hagrid to put the teaching on hold and take care of himself first. Let’s talk about my younger brother.

After all, although the giant tribe is nothing, both Dumbledore and Tiera can easily single out a group, but if the giant tribe is allowed to join the Death Eaters, it will cause great harm to the middle and lower-level personnel of the Order of the Phoenix. trouble.

The same goes for the old Spider King in the Forbidden Forest.

Tiera was also thinking about taking a trip to the Forbidden Forest when she had some free time to discuss how to extend the life of the old spider.

The Tarot Secret Society established in Slytherin with Hathaway Romanoff as the core has also begun to take effect. With Hathaway Romanoff's already beautiful appearance and superb infatuation spells, most of the four Slytherin students above the grade level already obeyed Hathaway Romanoff.

Tiera took the opportunity to suggest that Hathaway Romanoff make good use of these resources and let the wealthy Slytherins contribute money and strength to hold several preparatory ceremonies for Hathaway Romanoff before becoming a god.

With Christmas just a week away, they finally finished all their homework and started discussing the arrangements for the Christmas holiday.

In the past, Harry spent Christmas at Hogwarts, but this year's Christmas, Harry couldn't wait to leave Hogwarts right away——

He no longer wanted to see Umbridge's ugly face even once again.

This Christmas Hermione will go skiing abroad with her parents, and Ron returns to the Burrow as always.

Harry originally thought that Tiera could accompany him, but he just learned that Tiera was going back to Hell to deal with some matters——

According to Tiera, he seems to have a sphere of influence in hell. He has been out for too long. If he doesn't go back and take a look, the little devils under him may return to rebel.

Of course, Tiera just moved to live in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, because now that Dumbledore is back, naturally he lives in the principal's office.

And according to Dumbledore, in addition to Nico Flamel, an alchemist who is over 600 years old, there will be three to five other old wizards over 100 years old going to Hogwarts to celebrate Christmas this year.

Dumbledore can introduce them to Salazar Slytherin, the original owner of Hogwarts Castle, and Tiera, the youngest person in history to become a god.

It sounds like the grandparents in the family introducing the first junior in the village to go to college to their peers.

In the tense atmosphere of Christmas approaching, something finally happened to Arthur Weasley——

Harry's thoughts were connected with the thoughts of the serpent Nagini, and he saw the scene where Ron, George and Fred's father, Arthur Weasley, were attacked by the serpent Nagini this year.

It was probably the night five days before Christmas, and Tiera was playing wizarding card games with Dumbledore in the principal's office.

Dumbledore far surpassed Harry and Ron in terms of card skills and Leyaka stock, which greatly increased the pressure on Tiera to kill her.

I don’t know where Dumbledore came from, but he used a black magic deck, adding True Red-Eyes Black Dragon, plus True Red-Eyes Fusion, and Super Magical Dragon Knight True Red-Eyes Dragoon.

Tiera:......

This bad old man is very bad.

Just when Tiera and Dumbledore decided to fight one last time and go to sleep——

"Albus." Armando Dippet screamed: "McGonagall and Potter appeared outside. They are looking for you. That stupid stone won't let them come... Potter is still yelling, saying …He saw Arthur Weasley being attacked!”

"Attack?" Dumbledore activated his red eye fusion in confusion and asked, "Which Death Eater is it?"

"It's Voldemort himself." Tiera consciously helped Dumbledore put away the cards. "There will be a chance to continue this game later. It was Voldemort who attacked the crowd at night in order to get Professor Trelawney's prophecy ball... Oh no, no, there was a night attack on the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, and it happened that Mr. Weasley was on duty, so Voldemort was killed."

"I'll avoid it." Tiera said after helping Dumbledore pack the deck.

After all, he is dead now and it is difficult to appear alive in front of everyone.

"Armando, please tell Minerva that the password is 'cockroach ball'." After seeing Tiera disappear, Dumbledore ordered to the portrait of Principal Armando Dippet.

…

"Cockroach ball," Professor McGonagall shouted.

The stone beast came to life and jumped to the side, and the wall behind it split in half, revealing a stone staircase that continued to rise, like a spiral escalator.

The three men stepped onto the stairs, the walls clicking shut behind them.

They ascended in a small circle and came to the gleaming oak door with a bronze knocker in the shape of a griffon.

Although it was well past midnight, there were voices and a commotion in the room, as if Dumbledore was entertaining at least a dozen people.

Professor McGonagall knocked on the beast-shaped door knocker three times, and the voice suddenly stopped, as if it had been turned off.

The door opened automatically, and Professor McGonagall led Harry and Ron inside.

The room was half-dark, and the strange silver instruments on the table were sitting quietly, instead of buzzing and spitting out bursts of smoke as usual.

Behind the door, huge, beautiful birds with heads like swans and red and gold feathers dozed on their perches, their heads hidden under their wings.

The portraits of the previous principals on the wall seemed to have woken up, looking at McGonagall, Harry and Ron through the frames.

Dumbledore sat in the high-backed chair behind his desk, reading documents in front of the candlelight. He was wearing purple wizard robes with gold on them. He looked energetic and stared at Harry with his sharp blue eyes.

"Professor Dumbledore, Potter just had... um... a nightmare." Professor McGonagall said, "He said..."

"It's not a nightmare," Harry interrupted anxiously.

Professor McGonagall looked back at Harry and frowned slightly, not knowing how to explain it.

"I know." Dumbledore said calmly, "Arthur Weasley was attacked by Voldemort. I have asked Amongo to go to his statue to inform the news. Arthur Weasley is in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic. Under attack."

"I was telling the former principals about this just before you came in."

"Professor Dumbledore, you...how did you..." This time it was Harry's turn to be shocked.

"Someone made a small prophecy for me." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he quickly looked at Professor McGonagall:

"Minerva, I need you to wake up the other Weasley children. Let the Weasley children go home. Go back now. You can use the portkey."

"Of course." Professor McGonagall nodded.