Harry Potter and the Old Ones

The slender figure, or Narcissa, walked directly into a small living room, which felt like a dark soft-walled cell.

A room in a mental hospital or prison where the walls are padded to prevent incarcerated people from harming themselves. Several walls are covered with books, most of them in old black or brown leather bindings.

A candle-lit lamp hung from the ceiling, casting a dim circle of light, in which a frayed and fluffy sofa, an old armchair, and a rickety table were crowded together.

This place has a desolate and deserted atmosphere, as if no one usually lives there. Snape motioned for Narcissa to sit on the sofa.

Narcissa took off her cloak and threw it aside, then slowly sat on the old sofa, staring at her pale and trembling hands folded on her knees. No matter how nervous she was, her body was still straight. Obviously, no matter how anxious she was inside, she still had to maintain her outward demeanor.

"So, what can I do for you?" Snape asked slowly as he sat down on the armchair opposite Narcissa.

"Is there...no one else here?" Narcissa asked softly.

"Of course not. Oh, yes, Wormtail is here, but we don't count vermin, do we?"

He pointed his wand at the wall of books behind him, and with a bang, a secret door opened, revealing a narrow staircase, with a small man standing on it dumbfounded.

"As you must be well aware, Wormtail, we have guests," Snape said lazily.

The man hunched down the last few stairs and into the room.

He has a pair of watery little eyes, a pointed nose, and an unnatural smirk on his face.

He touched his right hand with his left hand, which looked like it was wearing a shiny white glove.

"Narcissa! Long time no see!" he said in a squeaky voice, "How charming, how—"

"Wormtail will bring us drinks, if you wish," Snape interrupted impatiently, "and then he will go back to his chambers."

Peter Pettigrew ducked as if Snape had thrown something at him.

"I'm not your servant!" he said in an angry, cowardly squeak, avoiding Snape's gaze, like a giant rat.

"Really? I thought the Dark Lord placed you here to help me." Snape said in a sinister tone.

"Help, yes - but not serving you a drink, nor - cleaning your room!" Peter Pettigrew said angrily.

"Wormtail, I didn't expect you to desire a more dangerous mission." Snape said in a smooth tone, "This is easy to do: I can go and tell the Dark Lord——"

"If I wanted to, I would tell him myself!"

"Of course you can," Snape said with a smile. "For now, you'd better bring us drinks. Just a little elf wine."

Peter Pettigrew hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to argue, but he turned around and went out through another secret door.

Narcissa heard a thud and the clink of glasses.

Peter Pettigrew returned a few seconds later, carrying a dirty bottle and two glasses on a tray.

He placed the tray on the rickety table and left immediately, slamming the door hidden by the book.

Snape poured Narcissa a drink, and Narcissa muttered "Thank you."

Then Snape poured himself another glass.

"To the Dark Lord," Snape said, raising his glass and drinking it down.

"To the Dark Lord." Narcissa also drank the drink.

Snape refilled her cup

Narcissa took the second glass of wine, exhaled, and then said: "Severus, I'm sorry to bother you like this, but I have to come to see you. I think you are the only one who can help me - —”

Snape raised a hand to stop her, then pointed his wand at the secret stair door again. There was a loud bang and a scream, followed by the sound of Wormtail scurrying up the stairs.

"Sorry," Snape said, "He has developed a habit of eavesdropping recently. I really don't understand what he means by doing this... Where did you just say, Narcissa?"

Narcissa took a deep and trembling breath, with a hesitant look on her face. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she asked:

"The Dark Lord." Narcissa took another deep breath, "How is his health?"

More than a week ago, the news that Voldemort's Ministry of Magic failed to hunt Harry Potter and was severely injured by the long-dead boy Tiera has been widely reported by the Daily Prophet and other media. Everyone knows.

If Voldemort hadn't escaped from prison and been manipulated by the disgusting woman he brought back, the entire Death Eater group would have quickly fallen apart.

But because Lucius Malfoy provided wrong advice in the previous battle at the Ministry of Magic, and Draco Malfoy failed to complete the task assigned to him by the Dark Lord last semester, the entire Malfoy family——

Narcissa and Draco, an orphan and widowed mother, were also angered by Voldemort one after another, and were excluded from the inner circle of Death Eaters.

Fortunately, thanks to Cornelius Fudge and Tiera's reversal, Narcissa soon saw an opportunity to make the Malfoy family great again. She had already joined forces with many other purebloods who were dissatisfied with Cornelius Fudge's new policies. The nobles had colluded, and now she urgently needed to see the Dark Lord, and she urgently needed to dedicate their plans to the Dark Lord.

If their plan can get the master's approval, approval, support and even help, Narcissa can not only save her husband, but also revive the Malfoy family. Not only can she re-enter the inner circle of Death Eaters, she can also Rejoin the upper echelons of the magical world.

"He is in good health, so I don't worry about you." Snape said calmly.

"I, I, want to see him," Narcissa said timidly, "I, I, I mean, I want to see the great Dark Lord."

"You request to see the Dark Lord?" Snape's sallow face finally showed a different expression besides disgust and expressionlessness.

"Do you want me to take you to see the Dark Lord?" Snape confirmed Narcissa's request again.

"Yes, Snape, I. I have very important information to give to the Dark Lord." Narcissa begged with resentful eyes, "Can you help me this time? For Lucius's sake, this pair I really matter."

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Snape asked. "Although the Dark Lord is angry with the Malfoy family, he has not prohibited you from meeting him."

"I don't want to meet that stupid woman." Narcissa said viciously, then took a deep breath to calm down a little and said, "I don't want that stupid woman Umbridge to interfere in the plan I dedicated to the master. "

Snape slowly got up from the rocking chair he had made and took a few steps calmly in the small living room.

Under Narcissa's nervous gaze, Snape stopped and slowly uttered a word that made Narcissa breathe a sigh of relief:

"good!"

At the same time, thousands of miles away, on the top floor of Hogwarts Castle.

"Principal Dumbledore, please inform everyone tomorrow that all faculty and staff who stayed at Hogwarts during the summer vacation will leave Hogwarts to attend Cornelius Fudge's inauguration ceremony." Tiera said firmly and urgently in the middle of the night. The voice suddenly broke into the dream of Dumbledore, who was sleeping soundly, and suddenly woke up the centenarian old man.

"Oh?" Dumbledore stood up from the bed with a "whoosh", looked around blankly, then sat up helplessly from the bed, rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and brewed himself a cup of coffee. , while stirring, he walked to his desk and sat down.

"This is the second time." Dumbledore took a sip of coffee. "This is the second time you have woken up an old man who is over a hundred years old in the middle of the night. Tell me, what happened?"

The next moment, Tiera appeared out of nothing like a phantom, from a simple outline, simple colors, a translucent figure, and finally a completely solid and visible human form, appearing in Dumbledore's office.

But Tiera did not answer Dumbledore's question. Instead, she sat calmly opposite Dumbledore and waved to the tea cabinet by Dumbledore's window——

A bag of expensive tea leaves flew out from the tea cabinet. I opened the bag by myself, and the tea leaves flew out by themselves, and rushed into the boiling water. I made a pot of steaming, clear black tea, slowly Flying between Dumbledore and Tiera.

"Don't drink coffee all the time." Tiera filled a cup of tea for herself first, and then poured a cup for Dumbledore. "Coffee is harmful to the body, but tea is healthy."

After saying that, Tiera drank by herself.

"I think" Dumbledore reached out and rubbed the bulging veins on his forehead, "you have done damage to a 116-year-old man from his sleep in the middle of the night by waking him up. "

"So if you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, let it go!" Dumbledore couldn't help but said.

For more than half a year, Nick Flamel has been living in Hogwarts due to the ceremony of becoming a god, so Dumbledore can take a few sips of the elixir from time to time.

This made Dumbledore's waist less sore and his legs less painful. He was no longer out of breath after climbing eight floors at a stretch. His anger was naturally much stronger, so he was woken up in the middle of the night when he was sleeping soundly. Dumbledore suddenly felt angry.

"Haha." Tiera was still sipping tea calmly, "How can you be sure that you are awake? How do you know that you are not still dreaming?"

After finishing speaking, Tiera took a sip of tea again.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, then picked up his coffee and took a big sip——

Not only is it not hot, but it has no taste, and there is no aroma of tea leaves in the air.

"I'm just letting you familiarize yourself with the feeling of being woken up in the middle of the night." Tiera smiled and took another sip of tea.

"You-" Dumbledore was about to say something, when suddenly, an extremely harsh cry came.

This was a cry that Dumbledore was extremely familiar with, but at this moment, this cry made Dumbledore feel extremely harsh and terrifying.

The entire principal's office——

No, the whole world shook violently. Dumbledore felt as if he was in some kind of violent vortex. Then Dumbledore felt a strong falling feeling, and then——

The Headmaster's office in the eight-story tower of Hogwarts.

After Phoenix Fawkes screamed a few times, Dumbledore helplessly sat up from the bed.

After seeing Dumbledore wake up, Phoenix Fawkes stopped chirping and tilted his head to look at Dumbledore, as if waiting for Dumbledore to wake up from his long sleep.

"I'm awake, what happened? Fawkes." Dumbledore stood up and asked.

"Ah, ah ah ah, ah, ah ah ah, ah, ah ah, ah ah ah, ah," Phoenix Fox said.

"Snape is looking for me? Is there something urgent?" Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, quickly sat up from the bed, simply dressed, and then went to the principal's desk——

At this time, Dumbledore was stunned.

Because on his principal's desk were a cup of strong coffee, a pot of black tea, and two exquisite teacups filled with black tea.

The aroma of tea and coffee wafted over his desk, and Dumbledore felt as if he was awake again.

He pulled out the stool, slowly sat on his seat, and then nodded to Phoenix Fox.

As if he understood what Dumbledore meant, Fox said "Ah-" and disappeared into Dumbledore's office.

When Fox appeared again, a middle-aged man with a sallow face and greasy hair appeared with him——

It was Professor Snape.

Snape looked a little tired now, but his expression was still gloomy and serious.

"It's so late, Severus, do you have anything so important?" Dumbledore tried to look energetic.

"Tomorrow at Cornelius Fudge's inauguration ceremony, some pure-blood families will unite with most of the Death Eaters, as well as the dark wizards who have been fleeing in Knockturn Alley all year round, to oppose Cornelius Fudge's inauguration as General Secretary of the Magic Federation. ." Snape said quickly, "They have used spells and potions to completely control the Muggle army brought in by Cornelius Fudge. If necessary, they will use violent means to overthrow or even kill Cornelius. Fudge, and they have united with a considerable number of Ministry of Magic officials to oppose Cornelius Fudge's New Deal reforms."

"I already know this. Although I didn't expect that they would actually unite with the Death Eaters. But with Tiera present, it is unlikely that they will succeed." Dumbledore said, "Is there anything else?"

"Once Tiera and you appear at Cornelius Fudge's inauguration ceremony, Voldemort will immediately forcefully break through the defenses of Hogwarts. He seems to want to take the opportunity to take away the Sword of Gryffindor and the treasures hidden somewhere in Hogwarts. Something in the Chamber of Secrets," Snape said again.

This time, Dumbledore finally showed a slightly surprised expression on his face, and then he suddenly realized.

He seemed to have glimpsed the full extent of Tiera's conspiracy.

With the income in October plus the previous accumulation, my writer level will be upgraded to a third-level writer after the release in November. In order to thank everyone for your support and love, and to compensate for the frequent interruptions in the past, I will enter the tenth level. After January, try to update more than 4,000 words every day.

Although I am not sure how long this momentum can be maintained, I will definitely try my best.

Thank you again for your support and love.