Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 632 Hint
As one dance song after another came to an end, the atmosphere at the ball gradually became more and more lively.

Everyone exchanged dance partners and chatted and laughed with each other.

Sergei Ivanov, Avdegrunia, and Lomonrosov Kuragin exchanged glances and, during a break in the music, took a glass of champagne and slowly approached Salazar Slytherin.

“Mr. Slytherin, a toast to you, to the great pioneers of the magical world!” Sergei Ivanov spoke first, his manners impeccable and his words respectful, perfectly reflecting the aristocratic etiquette he had received in his youth in the Romanov family.

“A toast to you too, young man.” Compared to Sergei Ivanov, Salazar Slytherin’s manners were much more relaxed; he barely raised his hand, gestured with his glass, and then downed the champagne in one gulp.

“Mr. Slytherin, your speech was truly inspiring,” Sergei Ivanov exclaimed sincerely. “It’s hard to imagine what wizards of your time went through. Only a wizard like you could have overcome all obstacles in that dark era and created such a great institution as Hogwarts.”

"Hehehehe." After hearing Sergei Ivanov's compliment, Salazar Slytherin chuckled in a low, hoarse voice.

However, he didn't say anything, but instead beckoned a waiter over and picked up another glass of champagne, which he then drank in one gulp.

“Tiera told me about you,” Salazar Slytherin said slowly after finishing a glass of champagne. “I’m quite impressed with you.”

"Deeply impressive?" Sergei Ivanov's lips twitched, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his body. But at the same time, he relied on his superb mental fortitude and superb acting skills to control the micro-expressions on his face, and instead put on a flattered but still pleasant look. "To have made such a deep impression on Mr. Tiera is truly an honor!"

"I wonder what it is about me that has won Mr. Tiera's favor?" Sergei Ivanov asked again.

“Your ambition,” Salazar Slytherin said dismissively.

“Ambitious ambitions?” Sergei Ivanov chuckled dryly. “You’re joking.”

“Heh.” Salazars Slytherin chuckled hoarsely. “Your ambition, you know. Tyella knows it too.”

“But it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter,” Salazar Slytherin said with a smile. “Tiera admires this ambition. Tiera once said that a society without ambition is just stagnant water. Our society needs ambitious people like this. It is these ambitious people who can make our society progress and make our society flow.”

“Is that so, Mr. Tiera? He is truly... truly a man of great wisdom and understanding,” Sergei Ivanov said, carefully choosing his words.

“He’s not a man of great principle,” Salazars Slytherin said pointedly, “he just doesn’t care.”

"He doesn't care?" Sergei Ivanov licked his slightly chapped lips. "Sir, I... I don't quite understand. What does he not care about?"

“He doesn’t care about your ambitions, or to put it another way, he doesn’t care about anyone’s ambitions,” Salazar Slytherin said after downing his drink.

“He once told me,” Salazars Slytherin coughed, “that without crossing the origin of three dimensions, without reaching the other side of divinity, one cannot glimpse the truth of the universe.”

"And the truth of the universe is so vast, so ever-changing, surpassing any description in its magnificence and splendor that any language can utter," Salazars Slytherin sighed, lost in reverie. "Tiera showed me how he briefly pulled me into the realm of divinity, briefly pulled me into the divine dimension, allowing me, in my mortal body, to glimpse the great and infinite truth of the universe. How captivating!"

“You are still young,” Salazar Slytherin said earnestly, or rather, with a touch of pity. “You are too young, your minds too empty, too focused on immediate money, power, and strength. You don’t understand the benefits of knowledge, you don’t understand how alluring eternal and infinite truth is to us.” “That’s what Tyella meant,” Salazar Slytherin said indifferently. “That’s why he taught you the ways of the Muggle world, that’s why he taught you Dark Magic, that’s why he taught you the principles of magic, that’s why he established a magic university.”

"Do you think he's handing over the machete and the scepter to you?"

"No, my children, he is giving you bricks and rubble. He hopes that you can use these to build a ladder that transcends three dimensions. He hopes that you can stand at the height of four dimensions and look out at the boundless starry sky and eternal reality."

"Then he believed that you would abandon your former pursuit of power and money and become his like-minded comrades, exploring infinite truth together," Salazar Slytherin said.

“So as long as you don’t break the school rules,” Salazar Slytherin concluded meaningfully, “Tiera won’t mind your pursuit of truth.”

“Understood! I understand, Mr. Slytherin.” Sergei Ivanov bowed slightly and gave Slytherin a polite greeting.

"Good, I understand." Salazars Slytherin said with a smile, "Work hard, young man."

"Yes, Mr. Slytherin, thank you for your kind words!" Sergei Ivanov bowed again, then took his two henchmen and said goodbye to Slytherin.

"Sergei, what does he mean?" Avdegrunia asked, puzzled.

“Mr. Salazar Slytherin is willing to help Voldemort conceal his path to godhood from Tierra,” Sergei Ivanov said calmly. “That’s how we report to Voldemort.”

"Huh? So our mission is complete?" Lomonrosov Kuragin asked excitedly.

“Yes, our mission is complete,” Sergei Ivanov said. “And from today onwards, we will begin preparing for the entrance exams to the Magic University.”

"What?" Lomonlossov Kuragin and Avdegrunia were both taken aback. "Sergei, you're going to take the university entrance exam?"

"Aren't you coming home with us to take revenge?"

“Didn’t we agree that once we stole the secret to becoming a god from Tiera, we would go home and take revenge?” Afjegrunia grumbled discontentedly.

"We got our revenge, and then what?" Sergei Ivanov countered.

“Then we can inherit the family and seize power!” Lomonrosov Kuragin blurted out.

"And then what?" Sergei Ivanov asked.

(End of this chapter)