Harry Potter and the Old Ones

There was another long silence after that.

Hermione seemed to be chewing on Tiera's words carefully, savoring the meaning of people's violence.

I don't know why, but Hermione likes this sentence, the meaning in it, the bloodshed in it, and the violence in it.

This made Hermione even more unable to watch Horace Slughorn's Hemworth refining technique calmly.

"Um... Tiera?" Hermione asked again.

"What's wrong?" Tiera responded.

"Well...just...the last question..." Hermione began to feel that she had so many questions that even she was getting bored.

"What's the question, Hermione?" As if seeing through Hermione's little thoughts, Tiera responded gently, "Don't be afraid of having too many questions, Hermione. The more questions you have, the more you think, and the more you learn. The more knowledge you have, the more solid it will be.”

"Well..." Hermione nodded silently, "That's right... you said it before... Well, that's... before we come into contact with the divine dimension, we are still in the three realms of matter, spirituality and spirituality. Dimensions, we ourselves change with changes in the physical, spiritual and spiritual dimensions, right?”

"That's right, Hermione." Tiera nodded in agreement.

"Your premise is that...we have never been in contact with the divine dimension...but haven't you already become a creature of the divine dimension? Why can't you directly create a magic stone?"

"I can, and I can't." Tiera turned around slowly and said.

"Can...or can't?" Hermione asked doubtfully.

"Come, follow me." Tiera walked back with a smile, and then waved to Hermione.

Tiera took Hermione through the door and left the Room of Requirement——

Then, Tiera took a step back and stretched out a finger towards Hermione.

"What, what?" Hermione asked nervously, but out of trust in Tiera, she did not make any move, but let Tiera's index finger stop just a little distance from her forehead.

"Can you see it?" Tiera asked with a smile, "Can you feel it? The origin of the divine dimension is at my fingertips."

"Huh?" Hermione exclaimed in surprise, then stared at Tiera's fingertips with her eyes, as if she was trying to find a flower on the tip of Tiera's index finger.

"Didn't... didn't feel it, didn't see it," Hermione said.

"What about this?" Tiera stretched her fingers forward slightly and touched Hermione's forehead, "Still not, right?"

"Hmm..." Hermione agreed, "I don't feel anything."

"That's it." Tiera smiled and stretched out her finger, "I can accurately capture the origin of the divine dimension, and I can easily make the entire material, spiritual and spiritual dimensions flow, but... "

"But even if the divine dimension is placed in front of you, you can't feel it in the three dimensions of matter, spirituality and spirituality." Tiera explained with a smile, "The magic stone requires more than just gods. The origin of the sexual dimension, but the origin of the material, spiritual, spiritual, and divine dimensions perfectly coincide.”

Hermione showed a feeling of realization.

"As for using my own power, which is far superior to the three dimensions of matter, spirituality and spirituality, to combine the three dimensions to create a magic stone..."

Tiera chuckled, took a few steps back, and raised the finger again.

Only this time, there seemed to be an inexplicable throbbing and gravity appearing in this space.

Soon, piece after piece, drop after drop of blood and flesh separated from Tiera's arms, Tiera's body, and Tiera's face.

Tiera gradually became dilapidated, and her skin fell off, exposing her subcutaneous fat.

The subcutaneous fat fell off, revealing blood vessels, blue muscles, and dense white bones.

It wasn't until Tiera turned into a skeleton that the throbbing and gravity that filled the air disappeared.

On Tierra's fingertips, there was a blood-red irregular gem suspended there.

"The Philosopher's Stone!" Tiera held the Philosopher's Stone with her skeletal arms, placed it in front of Hermione, who looked frightened, and turned it gently.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Tiera knocked her chin bone as if she was chuckling, "But it's also very unstable."

Tiera took a few steps back, and after she was far enough away from Hermione——

Tiera let go gently.

The blood-red irregular gem fell to the ground.

Silent ripples occur in this space.

——Now Hermione felt the ripples, which seemed to swallow everything.

In Hermione's sight, the magic stone that fell to the ground turned into a singularity that Hermione could not understand the moment it left Tiera's hand.

That singularity embraces everything and represents all rules, as if all the contradictions and irrationality in the world have been fully explained, as if just by looking at it, you can get all the truth and all the answers to the world.

"Snapped--"

Tiera snapped her fingers lightly.

The singularity instantly escaped Hermione's sight, and flew back to Tiera's hands with a "whoosh".

Tiera gently shook the "Singularity" in her hand.

The "singularity" exploded violently, no longer restrained but released outward.

Sounds, images, and flesh suddenly appeared around him.

Layers of flesh and blood grew again on Tiera's bones.

"The magic stone made by a divine creature using its own authority and high-dimensional characteristics is not stable." Tiera said, "Once it escapes the control of a divine creature and comes into contact with external matter, spirituality or spirit, it will immediately become A singularity.”