Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"1989.6.28

Perfect, so perfect, this is a body that fits me perfectly.

Of course, when I first entered this body, I was still a little uncomfortable with it. This was a normal rejection reaction. I still needed to take Helis potion for a period of time to smooth the connection between my soul and my body "Tierra".

At the same time, the Albus Gang helped Tiera fabricate a new identity, a new past and no identity. Sooner or later, someone will connect an artificial life form with no identity to me.

But I can’t make up an origin similar to mine for him——

After all, I am Gellert Grindelwald, and I am not really "Tiera". It is very dangerous to confuse myself during the ritual of becoming a god.

This is why I keep a diary. Gellert Grindelwald before 1945 exists in the hearts of everyone, in the hearts of my saints, in the hearts of my enemies, and in the history books. on, exist in legends, exist in the hatred or worship of their descendants.

But after 1945, Gellert Grindelwald only existed in the heart of Albus Dumbledore, and only existed in this dark and damp chamber. My godhood ceremony needed an anchor, and I needed an anchor to pull me from The fourth dimension of divinity pulls back, and the wrong anchor will only pull back the wrong me——

Either a crazy Gellert Grindelwald, or a power chimera with no self-awareness.

Either scenario is extremely scary.

Even at the risk of completely exposing my secret to Albus, I must write it down. "

"1991.5.13

With the joint efforts of Albus and I, we finally made up the story of "Tierra" perfectly. Now we only need to use a little confusion spell to let the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance send me admission to Hogwarts. letter.

In order to make my life experience more realistic and seamless, I temporarily need to move to London for a while.

Fortunately, I used my free time to make a pair of 'communication books' for Albus, so that Albus and I can communicate through these two books even if we are in different places. "

"1991.5.23

I received my Hogwarts admission notice today, which means Albus successfully used the Confusion Charm to fool the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission.

Sure enough, during lunch today, Albus contacted me through the 'Book of Communication'——

No, to be precise, Albus brought me good news.

He asked Nico Flamel for the Philosopher's Stone for me.

The magic stone is the 'door' in the ceremony of becoming a god, and the origin of the fourth dimension. If it is really a bit hasty to start refining it now, it is really good to just get it ready-made.

But of course, Albus certainly didn't say that he wanted the Philosopher's Stone to help Gellert Grindelwald, the first generation Dark Lord, become a god. I guess he meant that he wanted to use the Philosopher's Stone to catch the half-dead second generation. The Dark Lord.

After all, since Voldemort's fall, Dumbledore has been pretending to be worried that he will be resurrected.

His appearance successfully deceived everyone. "

"1991.7.29

Albus asked Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, to come and take "Tiera" into the wizarding world.

Well, it is true that "Tiera" does need a witness to enter the wizarding world, but why did Albus let Hagrid bring a Harry Potter with him?

Did he want me to help take care of his little savior?

There's no need at all. How could Voldemort's idiot think that Harry Potter would be the key to his becoming a god? "

"1991.7.30

Well, Albus actually really meant it and asked me to be a nanny and take good care of this little savior. "

"1991.9.1

Today I finally boarded the express train to Hogwarts.

To be honest, it’s a bit fun——

But I soon got bored.

After all, I am already nearly a hundred years old, but now I am asked to pretend to be an eleven-year-old kid who has no understanding of the magical world. This is simply torturing me.

Especially since the entire train journey was filled with self-righteous struggles and childish cliques among children.

I feel like my goosebumps are almost falling all over the floor——

However, I soon discovered something special.

That kid named Draco Malfoy seemed to have a little trace of dark magic on him.

It looks a bit like a Horcrux.

Hehe, if nothing else, it should be Voldemort's Horcrux.

There has to be a way to trick this thing. "

Seeing this, Voldemort roughly understood what was going on. He didn't have the patience to look through the daily diaries recorded by Grindelwald as Tiera one by one, and quickly skipped the first grade. Part of it, I impatiently turned directly to the diary during the Christmas period of the first grade——

"1991.12.24

Tonight is Christmas Eve.

Sure enough, as I expected, after more than a semester of unremitting provocation and suppression from me, that idiot Draco Malfoy and Lucius Malfoy obediently sent Voldemort's Horcrux as a Christmas gift. .

This is the best Christmas gift I've ever received -

Literally, besides the ones Albus gave me, this is the best Christmas present I've ever received.

I think I can start refining my ladder.

Although I am not using my own Horcrux, the effect is actually not much different. As long as the materials of the three ladders have the same origin, there is a difference between using my own Horcrux and using three Horcruxes derived from others. It just depends on the strength after becoming a god.

The Horcrux split from one's own soul has a higher degree of compatibility with itself when the god-making ceremony passes through the four-dimensional origin. After being tempered by the god-making ceremony, it contains less impurities. In other words, after becoming a god, it has a higher degree of compatibility with itself. The growth ability makes it easier to obtain powerful divine power.

But that doesn't matter to me.

Anyway, that idiot Voldemort cannot see through the true meaning of the prophecy about his death, and he will never become a god.

If he doesn't become a god, then I will be the only one to become a god in the next few hundred years. "

"1993.9.17

Today is my first divination class.

Although there is absolutely no need for me to take this course, to be precise, I had no intention of taking this course at all.

But then I thought about it and realized that there was no need for me to take any classes at Hogwarts.

From this point of view, the divination class, a class where I can sleep in class and make up some random stuff during the final period to get high marks, seems pretty good.

I was given too much Shelley aromatherapy in class today——

This is a bit inaccurate. It should be that excessive amounts of Shelley aromatherapy were always burning in the divination class classroom.

It must have been a long time since Sybill Trelawney made an accurate prediction, which made her a little anxious.

But maybe it’s time for me to make a prediction.

I also need a prophecy to determine when and how I, as ‘Tierra’, should embark on my path to becoming a god.

Perhaps due to the blessing of fate, everyone who has the qualifications to become a god will receive a prophecy about his own death, either directly or indirectly.

Some fools, like Voldemort, would think of resisting them or even breaking them.

It's a pity that fate cannot be broken, it can only be deceived."