Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Because of the difference in height, Tiera brought Raven and a small old suitcase—

The traceless extension suitcase that originally belonged to Quirrell made a slight disguise after Tiera made sure that there was no curse or black magic left on it—

First came to the Leaky Cauldron through Hogwarts' Flying Furnace, and Hagrid was too tall to squeeze into the Flying Furnace, so he could only choose to ride on his little broken motorcycle, which was already at seven in the morning. set off, and soon after Hagrid set off, Tiera set off for the Leaky Cauldron.

"Broken Cauldron!"

A pale green flame burned.

Tiera disappeared into the Hogwarts fireplace.

At the same time, a green fire flickered in the fireplace of the Leaky Cauldron Bar dozens of kilometers away, and Tiera walked out.

Today, Tiera was wearing a pure black wizard robe. Using Transfiguration, according to her memory, she erased the school badge on the Hogwarts school uniform, widened the cuffs, and transformed into a cape-like cap with a large cap. It can cover half of Tiera's face after going up.

It's like the black robes of the Death Eaters in the movies of the previous life.

It is only 7:30 in the morning, and the official opening time of many shops in Diagon Alley is 8:00 in the morning, so even the Leaky Cauldron Bar is a bit deserted at this time, except for Tom, the owner who was busy in the shop early in the morning, smiling Aside from saying hello to Tiera, there were only one or two wizards sitting at the dining table and enjoying breakfast quietly.

Tiera smiled back, then went straight through the back door of the Leaky Cauldron to the back wall where the garbage was stacked.

Tiye stretched out his right hand, counted three bricks above the trash can, clicked, then counted two bricks sideways, clicked, and then clicked to the position of the two bricks below.

After Tiera tapped three times, the three bricks he tapped quickly shook and moved around.

In the middle of the wall appeared an ever-growing void, and behind the void was a winding cobblestone path through which Tiera entered Diagon Alley.

Because the business hours have not yet arrived, it is very different from the scene of Tierra's first visit. Diagon Alley is still a bit deserted, and there are hardly any wizards and witches on the street.

Tiera stood at the entrance of Diagon Alley to identify the direction, put on a wide hat on her head, and walked towards Upside Down Alley.

While walking, Tiera used flesh and blood magic to adjust her body—

Tiera deliberately raised his height a little, which made him look thinner.

At the same time, the skin on Tiera's body turned inch by inch into a dead man's waxy white, and began to grow layers of faint patterns that looked like snake scales.

When passing by an open shop, Tiera looked in the mirror at the glass window of the shop.

His eyes have become red, like reptiles, his pupils have disappeared, leaving only a black vertical rod.

Tiera opened her mouth—

His tongue became a forked thin tongue, and the teeth in the upper and lower rows also became sharp, two of which were larger than the other teeth. come out.

Tiera nodded in satisfaction.

Tiera's ability to transform into this appearance was not entirely due to his flesh and blood magic.

It was the Hydra reagent he drank more than two months ago.

Due to the transformation of his body by Hydra Reagent, Tiera is more adept at transfiguration of flesh and blood, especially the transfiguration of snakes.

Even if Tiera did not perform the ritual of transforming into Animagus, Tiera can now transform into a snake by her own will.

But this transformation is too painful and consumes too much magic power. After Tiera only turned his legs into snake tails, nearly a quarter of his magic power, which is far beyond the ordinary little wizard, has been consumed. Magic reserve.

Tiera looked at her hideous self in the mirror, and suddenly had a hint of enlightenment—

This hideous face was indeed transformed by Tiera according to the image of Voldemort in her memory.

But more than that.

Tiera just thought about the image of Voldemort in her mind, and flesh and blood magic transformed herself according to the image in her mind like eating and drinking—

There was absolutely no obscure and painful feeling when Tiera used flesh and blood magic.

It was as if Tiera just followed her instincts through flesh and blood magic.

Reminiscent of Voldemort's form after his resurrection, and in the original book, Voldemort's skin became waxy a little bit, his eyes became a little bit scarlet, and--

A nose that disappears little by little.

Tiera guessed that in the library, some Hypor slate that Merlin did not keep in the library might have fallen into the hands of Voldemort.

Perhaps from the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, perhaps from the Room of Requirement, perhaps from the Burginberg Dark Magic Shop where Voldemort once worked—

In short, Voldemort should have learned about Hydra Potion from a certain Hypor Tablet.

But the slate with the formula of Hydra's potion is in Merlin's hand, in the library of the alien planet.

Voldemort may only know the function and function of Hydra Pharmacy, and it may even be an intermediate note in Hypor's development of Hydra Pharmacy.

Voldemort should have obtained the method of making Horcrux at this time, and he was very coveted for the almost infinite increase in magic power of Hydra Potion.

So this conceited Dark Lord began a decades-long experiment in exploring the formula of Hydra's potion on himself~www.wuxiahere.com~ Maybe it was the information on the clay tablet that inspired Voldemort, maybe because he learned that Therefore, the source of Parseltongue, which can be inherited by blood, comes from Hydra medicine——

Maybe that's why he had to go back to Gaunt's old house and framed his uncle.

Maybe he didn't simply vent his anger, but needed a pure, Slytherin bloodline for him to study Hydra Pharmacy.

So he got his uncle into Azkaban and put him on the gallows.

Then, in some way, the civet cat changed the prince, "stealed" his uncle out and imprisoned him, and experimented with the original Hydra potion on him.

Between the lightning and flint, Tiera seemed to connect the dots behind all Voldemort's actions.

Tiera had to admit that although Tom Riddle, who split his soul into seven petals, was a foolish man, he only knew how to fight and kill all the time, and Arvada would eat big melons at every turn.

but--

Before he lost his mind due to splitting too many Horcruxes, Tom Riddle really deserved his title - the second generation of the Dark Lord.

This calculation alone is worth Dumbledore's headache.

After all, Fu Hanhan is different from Grindelwald.

Although Grindelwald was racist, he killed innocent people and beat his wife.

But Grindelwald was essentially a revolutionary, and he wanted to do more than just for personal gain, not just for his own immortality.

He has been carrying out the life creed of "For Greater Good" all his life.

But Voldemort is different, he is an extreme egoist.

Everything he does is for himself, for immortality, and for domination.

Not for the benefit of anyone, neither Muggles, nor wizards, nor the interests of purebloods.