Harry Potter and the Old Ones

I'm really sorry everyone, I went out with my partner today, so I can only update it once, I'll make it up later.

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"Bang——"

Under the protection of a group of Aurors, Serju Surik and Malina Kirk were planning to leave the negotiation room first——

Apparition is not possible within the confines of the Magical Association of America, so they can only leave on foot.

But before they could take action, Serju Surik, Malina Kirk and the others seemed to have their heads mounted on the wall, and were instantly confined in an invisible and narrow cage.

Then, a violent shock wave struck from behind them.

"boom--"

Invisible waves of power enveloped them and the blocking spell on them, slamming against the wall.

The wall was smashed into pieces of rubble under the unparalleled force, and rushed outside the conference room——

At this time, the blocking magic on them became a shield, slowing down the impact for them, so that their mortal bodies would not be beaten into pulp under the huge wave of power.

Outside the negotiation room is the reception hall of the American Magical Association.

The broken wall was carried by the wave of power, and the negotiators mixed inside rolled and rushed into the reception hall.

Although the entire American wizarding world suffered heavy losses in last night's war, the reception hall at this time was actually bustling with people, more than usual——

There are many people who come here to ask for an explanation, to confirm the safety of their wives, husbands, and children, to go through the resignation procedures and prepare to find a remote place to take refuge for a period of time, to inquire about information, and to fish in troubled waters.

But the huge roar interrupted their communication, forcing them to focus on the broken negotiation room——

Tiera slowly walked out from inside, elegant, leisurely and personable.

"Very good." Tiera gently hooked her fingers, and from behind him, the unconscious Auror Command Chief Marquis Davis flew out and threw it to the ground, "Now it's such a multiple-choice question .”

"Unequal treaty, let's dissolve the Magical Association of America on the spot."

France, Paris, conference room on the first floor of the French Ministry of Magic.

"To be honest, I really don't want to do this." Tiera said with a chuckle, "This is Teacher Nicoléme's country, and I don't want to use violence in this romantic land."

The surrounding Aurors affiliated with the French Ministry of Magic were standing ready, nervously pointing the tips of their wands at Tiera, looking ready to attack.

"Ladies and gentlemen, to be honest, we can completely resolve this matter in a more peaceful way." Tiera sighed helplessly, "For example, sign this treaty."

Tiera raised her hand, and a light yellow contract that was obviously enchanted slowly floated up following Tiera's hand.

"Absolutely impossible!" Herbert Mathias, director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, said through gritted teeth, "There is absolutely no way you will see our names appear on this shameful contract!"

"I hope to build a united and vibrant wizarding society," Tiera said, "and the participation of every wizarding society is crucial."

"Haha." Dafinka Furtwängler, Director of the Department of International Affairs, said with a sneer, "Reparations! Open trade! Control of educational institutions. You might as well add land cession to collect the full amount of an unequal treaty. !”

"Okay, so you know about unequal treaties. So in the last century, wizards have contributed a lot to the original capital accumulation and colonial expansion of Western capitalist countries, right?" Tiera said.

"Then thank you for making things a lot easier." After saying that, Tiera touched her chest with her left hand and her right hand, and bowed lightly, "It gave me an extra high-sounding reason for my actions."

"Purge the bourgeois accomplices in magical society."

Tiera took a step forward——

The surrounding lights suddenly became dim, as if the air was suddenly covered with a layer of dust.

Tiera's body suddenly became taller, and a huge shadow was cast on the wizards surrounding him.

The shadows began to change inexplicably, and the darkness began to squirm like an inexplicable monster.

"Get out of his shadow immediately! Stand in the light!" Selvi Delacour, the head of the Auror Command with rich combat experience and the uncle of the fourth-year Triwizard Tournament champion Fleur Delacour, faced the Aurors roared.

"Whoosh——"

The Aurors disapparated and left the place, arriving at a higher place in the room.

The French Ministry of Magic, like other ministries of magic, originally did not allow apparation, but the Aurors of the French Ministry of Magic, who seemed to have learned some inside information from Nico Flamel, temporarily lifted the restrictions on apparation within the French Ministry of Magic. , turned around and used alchemy to dig out the basement overnight.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Li Huo!"

"The soul is out of body!"

The Aurors did not use spells randomly, but used the Death Curse, the Soul-stealing Curse, and the Severe Fire among the three forbidden spells one after another.

Tiera's face and body were filled with blisters one after another as the spell hit them, like boiling viscous liquid. The blisters grew more and more, and grew bigger and bigger. As each bubble burst, There is a ferocious worm growing out of it.

Seeing that the spell was of no use to Tiera, the Aurors no longer hesitated and disapparated again and left the basement.

Tiera's body continued to grow, like an unstoppable balloon or infinitely proliferating cancer cells. Tiera soon hit the ceiling.

Tiera wanted to use her body to knock the ceiling open, but——

"Dong——"

Tiera's head hit the top of the ceiling, but the ceiling was not knocked open as Tiera imagined.

"Huh?" Tiera let out a sigh, raised her hand to support the ceiling.

The ceiling was deformed by Tiera, bending upward but not cracking. The basement floor, which was obviously made of marble and concrete, showed a flexibility that would not fit its own characteristics.

At this moment, the worms shaking on Tiera's body suddenly escaped from Tiera's control——

The first is the cursed worm of the Imperius Curse. Centered on itself, the cursed worm of the Imperius Curse gathers the cursed worms of Severe Fire and the Death Curse, and they mix together to form a thick golden-red rope.

One section of the rope is still submerged in Tiera's body, and the other end is quickly connected to various places in this strange basement——

Tiera only felt that her material, spiritual and spiritual dimensions suddenly became inexplicably heavy, as if she had been hung with countless shackles, falling downwards.

Only then did Tiera realize that the numbers of cursed worms of Lihuo, Death Curse and Soul Imperius Curse were exactly the same.

The rope, as well as Tiera's own three dimensions of matter, spirituality, and spirit, seemed to have gradually begun to merge with this basement.

"Seal." Tiera seemed to understand something, raised her head, looked through the basement floor, and chuckled.

Above the floor, the Auror wizards who had just disembodied from the room were silently reciting something in a sword-holding manner, forming a strange alchemical ritual.

The wizard standing in the middle had a determined look on his face, holding a blood-red gem with mottled impurities in his hand.