Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 558 Seal
"I see." High above the moon, looking down at Tiera's material, spiritual, and mental dimensions slowly being integrated into the room in the basement of the French Ministry of Magic, Tiera smiled gently. "Divine beings are difficult to kill unless they are divine beings themselves. However, they can be sealed. By using a continuous source of power to anchor the material, spiritual, and mental dimensions of a divine being, it can prevent the divine being from using its divine dimension to jump away, thus sealing it in place."

"But unfortunately, my divinity is chaos."

Tiera's enormous body, located in the basement, suddenly began to collapse inward, turning into a chaotic black hole.

The chains formed by the curse began to collapse and converge towards the center of the black hole, and the entire basement also became precarious under the enormous suction force.

"Hold on, everyone!" Outside the basement, Auror Commander Servi Delacour shouted while chanting a spell.

And the wizard standing at the center of the ritual magic, holding the mottled red gem, had begun to change—

His body began to deform and melt, but instead of dripping down, it seemed to converge towards the center as if gravity had disappeared.

Intense pain coursed through his entire body; his arms detached, his thighs detached, his internal organs detached, bit by bit, until the wizard completely lost consciousness, at which point the spell slowly ceased.

Around that moment, the floor cracked and collapsed inwards.

The ruby ​​that the wizard had been holding suddenly emitted a dazzling light. Then, as if time and space had shifted, the radiant ruby ​​overlapped with the chaotic black hole that Tiera had become.

"boom--"

A massive explosion suddenly occurred, and the shockwave spread outwards, knocking the surrounding Auror wizards to the ground.

"Ding--"

After the shockwave subsided, a pure, flawless magic stone, radiating a warm red light, fell onto the cracked floor, emitting a warm, commanding dark red glow.

The surroundings briefly returned to calm.

"Did it succeed?" Herbert Matthias, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, sat up from the ground, covered in dust, and asked.

No one could answer; the Aurors were cautiously approaching the ruby, bit by bit.

"Success." A hand with distinct knuckles picked up the red gem from the ground and examined it closely. "Good idea."

"To think you could use me to purify the failed Philosopher's Stone," Tierra said with a light laugh. "Not a bad idea." Upon seeing Tierra's appearance, the wizards of the French Ministry of Magic once again became alert.

Munich, Germany, the main hall of the German Ministry of Magic.

"Alas, my skills are inferior." The aged face I had just seen last night now slumped in front of Thiera, grief-stricken but without shedding a single tear, as he signed his name on the unequal treaty. "I have failed the predecessors of the German Ministry of Magic!"

“Alas, yes! We are so useless that we could only sign such a humiliating treaty!” Another familiar face at last night’s gathering also signed his name on the unequal treaty.

The German Ministry of Magic was the most successful in signing the unequal treaty—

After all, they were all old acquaintances whom Tiera had just met last night.

Of course, Venda Rosie, the number one war criminal who was on the radar of all the Ministries of Magic, did not appear here openly.

Although Germany is Grindelwald's base of operations, it is ultimately a member of the international wizarding community, and facing a joint attack from other ministries of magic, they cannot be too obviously protective.

They could only dismiss some Ministry of Magic officials who were close to Grindelwald as a minor punishment, a slap on the wrist to keep them away from the center of power, before issuing arrest warrants to hunt down those wizards who had been close to Grindelwald in the past.

Vinda Rosie is one of them.

This is why, prior to the Triwizard Tournament, Venda Rosie collaborated with the Russian Ministry of Magic and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, rather than the German Ministry of Magic.

Due to historical reasons, the official name of the Russian Ministry of Magic before the establishment of the Soviet Union was the Tsarist Magic Society. It was a magical society completely controlled, ruled, and frequently intermarried by the Tsarist Russian royal family. It was the last magical society in the world to be established and sign the International Law on Wizardry Secrecy.

The Russian Ministry of Magic was not officially established until November 1997, and it is also the least popular ministry in the international wizarding community.

After all, in the traditional values ​​of wizards, Muggles are synonymous with lowliness, ignorance, and backwardness.

Even someone like Malfoy, who merely provided magical services to the Muggle king of England in exchange for a knighthood, was already looked down upon by the mainstream pure-blood families of England at the time.

Magical societies like the Russian Ministry of Magic, with their long history of serving Muggle society, are naturally at the very bottom of the international magical community.

(End of this chapter)