Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 374 Process
After entering the labyrinth, Tierra continued walking for a while before stopping her comical behavior. She shook her wand, which then reverted to its short-handled form. At the same time, Tierra's clothes continued to grow larger until they became floor-length robes, and their colors changed from vibrant hues to a monotonous red and yellow.

Because of the low level of industrial development in the wizarding world, wizards' clothing is generally made of natural materials such as wool, rabbit fur, cotton, or linen.

These life products can be arbitrarily modified and altered by Tiera using her authority over "life".

As Tiera walked, an infinity symbol of light appeared above her head.

Tierra gently waved her wand, chanting obscure incantations as if conducting a symphony orchestra—

First, the soil beneath Tiera's feet trembled, and a tall giant, composed entirely of stone and earth, emerged from the ground. It took a long stride and ran wildly from the first fork in the road Tiera encountered, letting out a terrible roar as it ran.

Then a fierce gust of wind swirled above Tiera's head, emitting a strange, demonic "woo-woo-woo" laugh, as if an invisible demon was roaring in mid-air.

Following the gale, countless drops of clear water gushed from the tip of Tiera's staff, falling to the ground and transforming into a water demon composed of clear water, emitting a faint, beautiful song.

The last ball of flame landed on the ground and transformed into a fire demon, chuckling as it walked in front of Tiera, clearing away obstacles for her.

“I-THE MAGICIAN”

Hundreds of Magician cards opened their eyes.

After doing all this, Tiera paused again, holding her wand—

The wand transformed into a staff once more, but this staff was entirely white, shimmering with the light of the moon.

The red of Tiera's robe faded, turning into a pure white dress with a long, soft cashmere drape.

Tierra's own face also began to soften, her hair grew longer, and her chest became slightly fuller.

Countless bone spurs grew from Tiera's head, becoming thicker and thicker, eventually forming a crown of white bones on her head.

Blood trickled slowly down Tierra's cheeks, but she didn't seem to care; instead, she grinned and laughed heartily.

Tiera's figure became increasingly graceful, her facial features more alluring, her eyes bright and charming, and her smile captivating.

A crimson halo gradually appeared behind Tiera's head, making her look incredibly sacred.

Tierra tiptoed, dancing a lively and unnamed dance along the winding paths of the maze.

"II-THE HIGH PRIESTESS"

Tiera continued forward, the maze-like walls of shrubs and the lush green lawns covering the ground grew abruptly and proliferated wildly, soon resembling ancient giant trees in a primeval forest.

Tiyela reached out and gently stroked the plants, her expression tender, filled with the joy of harvest, as if she were caressing her own children.

The skull crown on Tiera's head disappeared, and bone spikes extended outwards, forming the shape of a crown.

"Praise the bountiful harvest!"

The tall shrubs sprouted branches, forming a crown of shrubs that gently landed on Tierra's crown.

The laurel wreath of the shrub climbed onto Tiera's white bone crown, blooming with small flowers of various colors, like starlight spots.

"Praise be to the earth!" Tiera said again in a trembling voice.

Plants and vegetation climbed onto Tiera's clothes, transforming them into a bright green cloak with a fresh, grassy scent.

"Praise Mother!"

"III-THE EMPRESS" opened its eyes.

As the grass withered and the flowers faded, Tiera's cloak soon turned into yellow dust and scattered into the earth.

Then, Tierra's body and face regained their male characteristics; she began to grow taller, her face became more rugged, and even wisps of beard grew from Tierra's jaw.

The crown of bones burst forth once more, and Tiera's clothes began to transform into pieces of hard armor. Her wand changed shape again, becoming a scepter.

"IV-THE EMPEROR" opened his eyes.

Meanwhile, outside the arena, Connelly Fudge curiously approached the crystal ball, wanting to see more clearly the ever-changing colors inside, but—

“Mr. Lemaître,” Cornelius Fudge said with a fawning smile, “what do these colors represent?”

But Nicolas Lemaire did not answer him. Instead, he stared intently at the crystal ball, his withered hands pressed against it, as if he were silently sensing something, his expression shifting unpredictably.

Dumbledore, sitting in the referee's seat next to him, did the same, also solemnly sensing the magical fluctuations emanating from the crystal ball.

Cornelius Fudge, having made a fool of himself, looked around somewhat boredly, then straightened his collar and the hem of his shirt.

The other three warriors have now entered the maze one after another. Harry was the third to enter the maze, but because he was only one point behind Viktor Krum, the two of them ran into the maze almost at the same time.

The tall hedges cast dark shadows on the path, and whether it was because the hedges were so tall and dense, or because of some kind of magic, the audience could no longer hear each other once they entered the maze.

Harry felt as if he were back underwater.

He drew his wand and chanted, "Flash."

He saw Viktor Krum, who was running ahead of him, do the same.

After walking about fifty meters, they came to a fork in the road and looked at each other.

"Goodbye," Harry said, and walked down the left path, while Krum took the right one.

Harry heard Bagman's whistle sound again; it was Fleur Delacour setting off.

Harry quickened his pace.

There seemed to be nothing on the path he had chosen. He turned right and hurried forward, holding his wand high in one hand, trying to see as far as possible, but he still couldn't see anything.

Harry kept looking behind him. He felt as if someone was watching him from the shadows again.

The maze grew darker with each passing minute, the sky above turning a deep blue-green. He reached the second fork in the road, Harry frantically searching his mind for a wand he could use, when—

“Harry…”

A faint call echoed through the air.

Harry got goosebumps instantly, drew his wand, and nervously looked around.

Immediately afterward, Harry felt a violent gust of wind sweep over him, as if carrying him forward—"Trust me, Harry, trust me..."

A familiar sound came from the hurricane.

Harry immediately relaxed.

The road ahead was empty. When he reached a right turn, Harry was pushed into it by the wind, and there were still no obstacles.

But Harry spotted several dark, lumpy corpses scattered along the maze's paths.

The corpses were charred black, and Harry could no longer tell what they were originally, but a stench emanated from them, which smelled quite like the Blasttails cultivated by Hagrid.

But the hurricane didn't give Harry time to observe carefully; it swept him away in a hurry.

Suddenly, Harry heard a commotion nearby and quickly waved his wand to defend himself, but the light from the wand revealed Fleur Delacour fighting a strange creature made of water.

The monster made of clear water seemed indestructible and could not be destroyed. Every time it was shattered by Fleur's spell, the water would immediately regenerate, tightly binding Fleur and preventing her from escaping for a long time.

The hurricane carried Harry left...right...and then left again—

Harry encountered Viktor Krum, who was blocked by a huge giant made of rock and dirt.

The earth and rock giants also possess the same properties as the water giants: they are indestructible and indestructible, and Viktorkrum was firmly entangled in them.

The hurricane carried Harry forward, and along the way, he saw all sorts of mangled corpses—

Harry recognized some of them; they seemed to be eight-eyed spiders, trolls, and cannibals. There were also some that Harry didn't recognize.

But without exception, they were all scorched black by the flames.

……

Meanwhile, Tiera finally reached the depths of the maze and arrived near the trophy.

Tiera could even clearly see the light emanating from the trophy placed in the very center of the maze.

The veil of light, as pure and luminous as moonlight, draped over Tiera was slowly receding—

“XVIII-THE MOON”

Opened his eyes.

Just as Tierra was about to take a step forward, a tall, dark figure blocked her path—

It's the Sphinx—

Its body resembles a frighteningly large lion: huge paws, a long yellow tail with a tuft of hair at the tip, but it has the head of a woman.

As Tiera approached, she turned her long almond-shaped eyes toward him.

But instead of crouching down to pounce, she simply walked around blocking his path.

Then she spoke, her voice low and hoarse.

“You’re very close to your goal. The fastest way is to get past me,” she said. “But unless you can answer my riddle correctly on the first try—I’ll let you pass. If you don’t—I’ll pounce on you. If you don’t answer—I’ll let you go without hurting you.”

Tiera ignored her and walked straight ahead without looking to the side.

This time, however, the fire giant summoned by Tiera did not stand in front of him, but slowed down and fell behind Tiera.

The Sphinx seemed annoyed by Tyella's disregard and raised its paw to stop her, but just then—

Tiera raised her arm, a look of madness flashing across her face, and cried out in a trembling voice—

"Praise the sun!"

Tiera's body instantly became transparent and luminous, as if composed of countless photons.

Tiera raised her hands and clasped them together above her head, striking them heavily together—

"boom--"

A crimson arc appeared behind Tiera, and a bright radiance spread outwards—

A massive, blazing ball of fire, exuding absolute majesty, rose from behind Tiera—

The heat was confined to a very small area by Tiera, but the endless light escaped and spread in all directions.

The referees and spectators outside the arena, as well as the warriors inside the maze, all seemed to be stung by a sudden light, as if a sun were rising from the depths of the maze—

“XIX-THE SUN”

The sun opened its eyes.

"Get out!" Tierra said expressionlessly, without pausing, and continued forward with firm steps.

The Sphinx seemed startled; she fled without looking back.

After overcoming the Sphinx's obstacle, Tiera concealed the sun behind her and walked step by step toward the trophy in the center of the maze.

As she walked over, Tiera threw away her wand.

His ribs twitched, and Tiera reached in with his left hand, then pulled out a horn made of bone from his abdomen, still dripping with blood.

Tiera reached in again with her right hand and pulled out a bone longsword.

Tiera approached the glowing trophy, but instead of picking it up, she turned back to the path she had come from, planted her longsword in the ground, one hand on the hilt, the other holding the horn—

"Woo——"

The heavy sound of horns echoed through every corner of Hogwarts under the cover of night.

“XX-THE JUDGE”

The trial opened its eyes.

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