Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Seeing "Gellert Grindelwald" appear, everyone became uneasy.

"No! This is impossible!" Some people stood up angrily and questioned in surprise.

"Leader! Leader! You are back, you are finally back... Wu... Wu..." Some people burst into tears, crying so hard that they burst into tears, as if they wanted to cry out all the emotions they had suppressed for many years.

"Humph." Some people dismissed it, but their backs couldn't help but straighten, and their whole bodies tensed up, as if to hide their inner fear.

Others were whispering, some were panicking, and some were watching indifferently.

The entire tavern instantly erupted like a volcano, filling up with increasingly noisy sounds.

Faced with sharp doubts, faced with sudden loyalty, faced with whispers and undercurrents in the audience, "Gellert Grindelwald"... or Tiera, did not rush to explain, nor did she Eager to suppress or refute.

"Gellert Grindelwald" just slowly took a few steps forward, reaching a position a few steps ahead of Wenda Rosier, and then stood there with a polite look on his face, but With an extremely cold smile, his eyelids slightly raised, he looked down at everyone with his tall height of over 1.8 meters.

The dim light shone on his angular and resolute face, and his heterochromatic pupils gave him a strange and fascinating charm.

"Gellert Grindelwald" did nothing, just stood with his back straight, as if he were a well-educated nobleman, a man of dominion over the world, or a tyrant standing on the podium.

"Gellert Grindelwald" stared down at them, neither speaking nor moving, just looking at the whole place silently.

Wenda Rosier had already restrained her aura from the divine dimension, and stood quietly and doubtfully behind "Gellert Grindelwald", looking at him enthusiastically.

A minute passed...

"Gellert Grindelwald" still stood silently, and the audience gradually began to whisper.

Two minutes have passed...

Many people began to wipe away cold sweat and adjusted their sitting postures uncomfortably.

Three minutes have passed...

The only sounds left in the tavern were breathing, heartbeat, and the ticking sound of the clock on the wall.

Some people began to wipe cold sweat more frequently and their heartbeats began to accelerate. The silence and sharp gaze of "Gellert Grindelwald" gave them indescribable pressure.

The momentum of "Gellert Grindelwald" continued to rise as the silence lengthened bit by bit.

Five minutes have passed...

Tiera decided it was time.

"Gellert Grindelwald" lowered his head, calmly arranged his already neat and flawless clothes, and then——

"call……"

In this terrifying, strange, and deadly silence, a different voice suddenly broke in.

"Gellert Grindelwald" took a deep breath into his chest, and then let his voice burst out in silence——

"Long time no see, my colleagues."

The voice of "Gellert Grindelwald" is calm and magnetic.

"Fifty years have passed since my last failure." Tiera said calmly, with an undercurrent in her calm voice, "But I didn't realize the completeness of my failure until today."

"I never care about my failures. Failure is a failure, because what I want is never any result." Tiera said, "What I want is never success, never is wizards ruling the Muggle world, and is never my success. , in a high position, no, none of these.”

"I always have only one goal." Tiera said, "I want to initiate a change, I want to break the shackles of the old world, I want to establish a new order, I want to promote the development of the wizarding world, I want to promote the wizarding world Progress for the world!”

"So I started revolutions, wars, and turmoils." Tiera continued to speak as "Gellert Grindelwald."

"The initial result was indeed as I planned. During the decades when I was unstoppable, talents from the wizarding world emerged one after another, knowledge systems were formed one after another, and new spells were created one after another. When I came out, I saw the hope of the wizarding society to flourish. I thought that the wizarding society had started its own evolution process. I thought it was okay. I thought that my existence would only hinder the progress of the wizarding society. I thought..." Tiye La took a deep breath, "I thought it was time to exit."

"Then what?" Tiera roared, his voice containing shocking waves and thunder.

"Then I watched helplessly as I spent half my life trying to push forward the evolution that stopped just a few years after I was imprisoned. It even retreated bit by bit to..."

"abyss!"

"I saw a joke!" Tiera's voice suddenly rose, and all the previously stored emotions were ignited and released like an explosion, "I see you in this joke, I see the entire wizarding world, I even saw me!”

"I am a prophet. I can see further than you. I can see clearly than you. Fifty years ago, our wizarding world was slowly sliding into an abyss."

"Since the first industrial revolution took place in Britain in the 1860s, the Muggle world has begun its evolution. They are like a steel behemoth, constantly improving themselves and eliminating the backward parts. , develop the advanced part." Tiera used a more intuitive metaphor to explain the technology of the Muggle world to these old antiques.

"Starting from the steam engine at the beginning, to gunpowder pistols, ship cannons, airplanes and tanks, computers and telephones, rockets and satellites, and then -"

"Boom—"

Tiera raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

The mirror he walked out of instantly emitted a light that was impossible to look directly at.

Immediately afterwards, it was like the camera gradually zoomed out.

A scene appeared in the mirror. It was a huge, dazzling mushroom cloud composed of smoke, dust and flames, rising into the sky, and everyone showed their power.

"Until 1945, they detonated two atomic bombs." Tiera said, "The Muggles have mastered the power of the sun. All they need is a button-"

Tiera raised her finger and said to everyone around her.

"They just need to press a button and they can send this sun to any corner of the world, wipe a city to the ground, and there will be a curse that will linger here for the next hundred years."

"This is their method in 1945." Tiera said, "Now fifty years have passed, can any of you do what they did fifty years ago?"

Tiera looked around, her sharp eyes forcing wizards one after another to lower their heads or avoid looking.

"I can." Tiera said calmly and firmly, "So I'm back."

"I will not only lead you to face the abyss, I will also lead you to cross it."