Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 524 Disagreement
"I'm a little tired," Harry said softly as he entered Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. Without waiting for anyone else to say anything, Harry went up the stairs on his own and returned to his room like a walking corpse.

Hermione didn't follow them into number 12 Grimmauld Place. Instead, she made an excuse to return to her own home, since she and her parents lived in the suburbs of London and had no reason to stay there.

But Harry could still tell that Hermione was very unhappy about Alastor Moody driving Tyella away.

Harry understood Hermione's dissatisfaction; what he couldn't understand was why he had remained indifferent when Alastor Moody had told Tierra to leave.

Harry couldn't understand why he had just stood there and watched as Tierra was bullied by Alastormodi, without doing anything himself.

As soon as Harry got back to his room, he lay down on his bed and buried his face in the pillow and blankets, like an ostrich trying to escape reality.

Harry was no longer happy. The joy of Tyrell's resurrection and the excitement of Voldemort's defeat were finally exhausted at this moment, leaving only a desolate wasteland and a huge emotional void in his heart.

Harry really likes Tyrell.

Without a doubt, Tierra was his first true friend. For the past five years, Tierra had been by his side almost every moment, like a real family member, always there for him when he needed her most, and even sacrificing her life for him.

Although Harry now knows that Tierra's sacrifice to save him was a planned and purposeful act, it doesn't stop him from being grateful for what Tierra did.

But all of Harry's feelings for Tyella came to an abrupt end not long ago—

Having just witnessed Cornelius Fudge's inauguration and seen Tyrell punish the rebellious Ministry of Magic members in ways beyond everyone's comprehension, an unknown fear suddenly gripped Harry's heart—

He could no longer connect the current Tiera with the Tiera of his memory—the simple, kind, and slightly clever Tiera.

The current Tiera is more like a monster bearing the name and appearance of Tiera.

"Tierra..." Harry murmured to himself, and in a strange sadness, he gradually drifted off to sleep.

……

"I don't know what's wrong with Harry." Tyella, who was having tea with Dumbledore in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts Castle, rolled her eyes and said helplessly, "He didn't say a word when Moody was kicking me out, but now he's calling my name."

“It’s as if I did something to him,” Tierra said.

When Tiera became a god, in order to obtain a sufficient number of anchors, she pulled herself back from the fourth-dimensional divine space to the mortal world. Therefore, her death deeply etched the image of "Tiera" into everyone's hearts.

Therefore, after becoming a god, the name "Tiera" became the true name of a four-dimensional being.

Anyone who recites the word "Tiera" will be directly connected to Tiera's divine dimension, thereby further attracting Tiera's attention.

This is also the original source of spells and ritual magic involving the divine dimension.

When a divine being dies, falls into slumber, or is sealed away and unable to interfere with the outside world, other wizards, and even demons, can use spells and large-scale rituals to briefly utilize, or even steal, the power of that divine dimension, using the true name of its corresponding master or former master. Of course, all of this is predicated on the divine being corresponding to that dimension being dead, sealed away, or in slumber, unable to interfere with reality.

“Gellert said the same thing back then,” Dumbledore said, sitting across from Tyella and taking a sip of his tea. “He didn’t understand that even though we shared the same interests and great ideals, my steps were hindered by the dullness and burdensome family, and I was so heartbroken by the death of my sister that I parted ways with his great ideals.”

“Oh my goodness, that’s really incomprehensible, isn’t it?” Dumbledore retorted.

“Hmm… how should I put it?” Tiera scratched her head. “What I don’t understand is… why everyone is suddenly so afraid of me just because I showed off my muscles.”

“No, no, no… Tyella… that’s not flexing your muscles,” Dumbledore said with a smile. “When the wizarding world was in chaos a while ago, you and Voldemort blew up half of the Ministry of Magic. That’s flexing your muscles.”

"What you did today was downright terrifying," Dumbledore said bluntly.

“But it works, doesn’t it?” Tierra retorted. “I don’t have time to play those fancy games with the snakes and rats of the Ministry of Magic.”

"How can you not have time?" Dumbledore asked. "Isn't time the most abundant thing for you?"

“That’s true,” Tierra said, “but I hope to unite the wizarding world by the year 2020.”

“You have united them into one,” Dumbledore said. “Look how afraid they are of you now.”

“I’m talking about the wizarding world,” Tierra said. “Not the British wizarding society.”

"Oh, really?" Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. "In that case, I can only wish you good luck."

“They are much more troublesome than these people from the British Ministry of Magic.”

“To be precise, the Ministry of Magic in any place is much more troublesome than the British Ministry of Magic,” Tierra said. “I also read aloud the memories of the foreign guests who attended the ceremony today.”

"You used Legilimency to read their memories?" Dumbledore said incredulously. "How could you just read their memories like that?"

"What?" Tierra asked, somewhat confused. "Leech is a very simple spell."

“No, I mean, what right do you have to read other people’s memories at will?” Dumbledore asked. “You know, I didn’t read your memories when you were causing trouble!”

“Oh…you’re worried about that…” Tiera waved her hand helplessly. “I forgot to tell you, in my first year I learned a magic called ‘Spying.’ It’s more like a passive skill. I can sense things through eye contact or physical contact and read the contents of the other person’s memory.”

“When I was converting those traitors, my true self, hidden inside the mirror, accidentally touched the bodies of those guests and inadvertently acquired their memories.” Tiera shrugged nonchalantly.

“Harry thinks I’m right…you’ve changed.”

(End of this chapter)