Harry Potter and the Old Ones

The secret passage behind the copper faucet was just as Voldemort remembered it, dirty, dark, and filled with a pungent fishy smell.

But Voldemort didn't care and continued flying downward in the darkness.

…

"Welcome to the great cause, Coban Alex." Tiera standing on the stage hugged the other Tiera hard, and then the two Tiera stood side by side on the stage, raising their hands high and looking at each other. Toward the circle of people who were so frightened that they dared not move——

"You are also welcome to join the team of great change!" the two Tiera said at the same time.

The huge, tentacle-like shadow began to spread again, gradually climbing towards their shadow.

"no no!"

"Help! Help!"

"Spare me, spare me! I, I, we didn't betray! We, we were all forced!"

The Aurors and dark wizards who were so aggressive just now were wailing all over the place in an instant——

The roles of hunter and prey are easily reversed.

"Like I said-" The tentacles in the shadow have clung to their shadows, and they can't do anything anymore, like little flies falling into a spider's web, leaving them with only the deepest sorrow. Despair and the most intense fear.

"I said, I like gifts!" The two Tieras stood side by side, raised their hands at the same time, and said loudly——

"I give you money!"

"I grant you power!"

"I grant you strength!"

"It is a gift that gives you life!"

"With this I ensure your absolute revolutionary nature, with this I ensure your absolute loyalty!"

The tentacles wrap around the wave of shadows, into which the shadow of the bound one sinks.

Their bodies in reality began to twist and deform, and finally, in the gradually weakening and painful curses, everyone turned into Tiera and turned into Tiera's appearance.

"Now..." Tiera——

At first, the original Tiera took a step forward, smiled at Cornelius Fudge, who was standing on the side of the rostrum and was stunned with fear:

"Please let our General Secretary of the Magic Federation, Mr. Cornelius Fudge, complete his inaugural speech?" Tiera said to everyone with a smile.

"Oh, of course, okay, okay." Another Tiera——

Tiera, who turned into Cobain Alex, patted his head and responded with the same smile, "I was the one who was rude. Mr. Tiera has no suspicion of murder. Godwin Selwyn is indeed a foodie." Dead Apostle, his death in the recent riots at the Ministry of Magic was his own fault. This is legal and reasonable."

"Okay, guys, let's close the team and enjoy this rare banquet." Tiera turned to other Tiera and said.

"Oh, of course."

"Okay, okay, to be honest, I'm really hungry."

“Hopefully there’s still some roast chicken and ribs left.”

All the Tieras seemed to be completely different individuals, chatting and teasing each other, and dispersed into the crowd.

Now the entire hall of the Ministry of Magic was silent, as if everyone had been cast a silencing spell or a petrification spell. Except for the voices of "Tiera", no one spoke.

The real masterminds behind this rebellion and this conspiracy were nervous. They watched the "Tierra" walk towards them, and watched helplessly as the "Tierra" walked towards them with a sense of powerlessness and frustration. Pull them away from you.

These Tiera didn't even give them a spare glance, as if they were just tiny ants and not worth paying attention to.

Cornelius Fudge was invited to the podium again, but everyone could tell that compared to the previous speech, Cornelius Fudge's voice was full of fear now.

"Dumbledore, I, I, I, I quit, I, I think, feel, feel, it's still retirement life -" Horace Slughorn followed Cornelius Fudge almost instantly said the speaking voice to Dumbledore.

"Aha! Professor Horace Slughorn!" A Tiera suddenly appeared out of nowhere. As soon as she appeared, she held Slughorn's hand hard and shook it up and down.

"I heard from Principal Dumbledore that you are willing to return to Hogwarts and continue teaching?" Tiera said with a smile.

"I, I, I, I..." Slughorn's face suddenly turned pale, and he turned to look at Dumbledore as if asking for help——

"Yes, my old friend Slughorn couldn't stand the endless boring life after retirement and the Death Eaters who always broke in without asking his permission, so he decided to return to Hogwarts to teach."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, I, I, I, I, I'm not, I didn't!" Slughorn stammered, "I, I, I, I still, still , I still think, I think my retirement life is pretty good. I mean pretty good. I mean, I mean, my physical strength. My physical strength is a little bit weak. I may not be able to complete such a heavy teaching task. "

"So it's life." Tiera said with a smile, "So the reward you desire is life?"

"What!?" Slughorn said in shock, "No, no! No!! I, I mean. I mean."

"Okay." Slughorn lowered his head in resignation, "I, I, I think I still miss the life at Hogwarts."

…

I don't know how deep beneath Hogwarts, Voldemort turned left and right along the dirty pipes in the dark. After flying downward for about ten minutes, he finally set foot on solid ground.

But when he walked out of the flying black fog and returned to his human form, an expression of obvious surprise and astonishment appeared on Voldemort's pale face——

This place is very different from the last time he came here.

No, maybe "different" is not enough to describe the changes——

"The curse stops!" Voldemort waved his wand and chanted a curse.

But there was no change in the surroundings, it was still the same as what Voldemort saw before his eyes——

There have been earth-shaking changes from the Chamber of Secrets in Voldemort's memory.

Voldemort entered the Chamber of Secrets for the first time when he was sixteen years old, that is, in the winter of 1942. In the summer of that year, after reporting Hagrid to the Ministry of Magic in exchange for a Special Contribution Medal, Voldemort entered the Chamber of Secrets again. I have never entered the secret room——

At that time, after sliding out of the dirty and dark pipe, there was an equally dark and slimy huge cave. The cave seemed to be formed naturally. Half of the cave seemed to have collapsed. There was a large cave near the door. There were piles of green-haired stones, and the floor was covered with the bones of rats, fish, frogs, birds, and other animals that had rotted into mud.

And now——

It is brightly lit, and a huge magic chandelier hangs on the top, which is the source of all the light in the cave. The naturally formed irregular and dilapidated cave is wrapped by dark marble pillars and dark wood with natural patterns. It became an ancient, elegant room.

At the location where the cave originally collapsed, where the green-haired stones were originally stacked, stood a tall and heavy bookshelf. On the bookshelf, notebooks wrapped in brown cowhide were neatly arranged in chronological order from bottom to top. Stacking.

In addition, there are two sets of solid wood tables and chairs with exquisite carving patterns. The two huge carved tables and chairs are littered with countless papers, information, and unfinished cowhide-covered notebooks.

Voldemort walked forward, picked up a notebook and flipped through it casually——

"1980.6.28

We succeeded! Ten months ago, Albus and I finally found the last piece of magic gene. Now, we finally created the most perfect carrier. Albus originally wanted to name him Adam, but I don't agree -

Adam, what a foolish, backward and ignorant name.

What we created was not Adam, let alone Jehovah.

What we create is a new era, a great beginning.

So I decided, I'm going to call him -

"Tierra"

Voldemort was horrified, as if his whole body had been soaked in ice water.

He flipped the notebook to the front and to the cover——

G.G For Greater Good

On the cover is an equilateral triangle, a circle and a vertical line running through the entire circle.