Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 528 Sirius's Guesses

“Listen, Hermione, I don’t know what Tyrell told you, but there’s no doubt that he displayed an extremely powerful and dark form of black magic in the turmoil at the Ministry of Magic and at Cornelius Fudge’s inauguration not long ago,” Sirius Black earnestly advised. “A wizard’s power comes from within.”

“Our wizarding bloodline gives us the ability to cast spells, but the power within us is what makes us strong,” Sirius said. “This is the universally acknowledged source of wizarding magic… I hate to say it, but it’s true, a wizard’s magic comes from his bloodline.”

"Wizard blood?" Hermione said with a hint of disdain. "Don't forget, my parents are both Muggles."

“No, Hermione, that’s not accurate,” Sirius Black explained. “You also have wizarding blood. Your parents may not be able to use magic, but your ancestors were definitely wizards, most likely Squibs from the wizarding world who came to live in the Muggle world. It’s just that because they were living in anonymity, your family tree in the wizarding world is no longer traceable.”

"And the strength of a person's magical power... comes from what they firmly believe in their heart." Sirius quickly explained again, lest Hermione misunderstand his words as a supporter of the bloodline theory. "Bloodline only gives you the ability to cast spells, but what truly makes you powerful is what you firmly believe in your heart."

“Harry’s mother loved Harry steadfastly and deeply, which is why her magic was able to defeat Voldemort’s Death Curse. Dumbledore believed in justice and love, which is why Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard in the world!” Sirius Black said. “And the reason why Voldemort is called the Dark Lord is because his heart was filled with darkness, death, fear, and cruelty.”

“Dark magic?” Hermione said. “Tiera told us that the principle of dark magic is that the emotional power output from the spiritual dimension combines with the wizard's spiritual dimension through forbidden spells or curses, thereby producing—”

"Forget about all that nonsense from Tiera!" Sirius interrupted impatiently. "That's just child's play. The wizarding world has been around for thousands of years, and I've never heard of any dimensions or spirituality."

“But, but—” Hermione seemed to want to argue, but was interrupted by Sirius once again.

“That’s what makes Tierra so terrifying… A person’s magical power reflects their inner world,” Sirius said. “We still don’t know what Tierra is thinking… We still don’t know how much darkness must fill his heart to be able to use such twisted and terrifying magic.”

"That's just your side of the story! And you don't understand dimensional theory at all!" Hermione retorted angrily.

"This is the experience accumulated by wizards over thousands of years!" Sirius scratched his head and said impatiently, "This experience can't be wrong!"

“This is just experience!” Hermione retorted. “This experience is one-sided and has not been carefully tested and logically proven.”

"What about Tierra's dimensional theory?" Sirius seemed genuinely angry; he had never met such a stubborn witch. "Does she have any proof? Does she have any evidence?"

"He has become a four-dimensional divine being, and that is the proof!"

“Oh my god, I told you, there are no four-dimensional divine beings at all! That’s all just kidding!” Sirius rolled his eyes. “The only record of your so-called godhood ritual is from a pharaoh named Hermes in ancient Egypt more than three thousand years ago.”

“And he didn’t become a god, he just lived a long time!” Sirius Black said. “This is a fact generally accepted in the field of magical history. Hermes is the first recorded alchemist to create the Philosopher’s Stone, also known as the Philosopher’s Stone. According to the speculation of magical history experts, the final fate of this so-called god was that after living for more than a thousand years, he was killed by a wizard who coveted his Philosopher’s Stone and a powerful minister who could not stand his long life.”

"The story ends here. There were no gods at all," Sirius said viciously.

"Can……"

"Don't talk to me about evidence." As if guessing what Hermione was going to say, Sirius immediately said before Hermione could speak, "That was more than three thousand years ago, almost four thousand years ago. There isn't much evidence left. If you're so capable, go find the evidence of Hermes becoming a god."

"Incomprehensible!" Hermione seemed to be angry. She gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, then crossed her arms, her face darkening with anger, and stopped talking.

“Hermione…Sirius is right…” Harry said cautiously at this moment, “We really can’t completely trust Tyella…”

“How could you? How could you say that?” Hermione looked at Harry in disbelief. “Isn’t it because Tyella’s guidance made our spellcasting much easier? Isn’t it because Tyella had us use mathematical models instead of Latin and ancient runes to construct magical constructs that our magic is more powerful and easier to cast?”

“Wait, Hermione.” Mrs. Weasley seemed to have snapped out of her daze, looking at Hermione with some surprise. “Mathematical model? What mathematical model?” “Tierra taught you to construct magic using arithmetic models?” Mrs. Weasley stared in astonishment at Ron, Fred, and George, then her voice suddenly rose:

"Why didn't you tell me that Tiera taught you to construct magic using arithmetic models? Do you know how dangerous that is!"

Everyone was startled. Ron, George, Fred, Harry, and Hermione looked at each other, puzzled.

“Danger…danger?” Hermione stammered. “How, how could it be dangerous?”

"The arithmetic model is a magical construct specifically used for divination, demon summoning, and large-scale rituals," Sirius said angrily, his face darkening. "So he's been teaching you all along how to borrow power from demons!"

"What?" Hermione looked at Sirius in surprise and confusion. "No! No, that's not it! Arithmetic models can also be used in normal magic."

“Impossible!” Sirius retorted firmly. “No one has ever succeeded before.”

“There was no one before, there was no one before, there was no one before!” Hermione said in exasperation. “Just because there were no people before doesn’t mean Tyella is incapable!”

“Oh, come on, how old is he? How could he possibly do that?” Sirius said.

“Perhaps he stumbled upon some wizard’s arithmetic model notes,” Hermione said.

"Found the notebook?" Sirius scoffed. "You'd be more likely to say he's possessed by a demon..."

“Wait a minute,” Sirius said strangely, “Throughout history, no one has ever been able to resurrect… to be precise, the magic of resurrection simply doesn’t exist!”

"What do you mean, Sirius?" Harry asked anxiously.

“I suspect that this isn’t Tiera at all!” Sirius said, “but rather some demon that has taken over Tiera’s form!”

"It was a demon who transformed into Tiera's appearance and fabricated the illusion of his resurrection!"

……

At Hogwarts, Tyrell smiled helplessly as she listened to Sirius and Hermione's argument while conducting experiments.

“You guessed right, not at all.” With that, Tiera left her lab table and slowly walked toward the pile of corpses in the underground chamber, her lab coat, which dragged on the floor, was stained with rotten, foul-smelling pus.

Tiera stood in the central passageway of the secret chamber and gently clapped her hands—

From the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, a huge glass jar emitting a chilling aura rose up.

“It’s time for you to make your appearance.” Tiera stepped over countless corpses and walked into the glass jar. Through the thick glass, she stroked the handsome corpse inside. “It seems your brother doesn’t believe me.”

“But he definitely believes you,” Tierra said with a soft smile. “After all… I promised him… I would take you home.”

(End of this chapter)