Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! This damn Tiera!"

In Germany, in an old but well-decorated villa on the outskirts of Frankfurt, a tall, thin blond boy angrily tore up the newspaper in his hand, and then swept the stacks of books on his table to the floor——

"Draco! What are you doing!" Hearing Draco Malfoy's curse, a tall, slender, and surprisingly white-skinned middle-aged woman walked in and saw scraps of paper and books on the floor. She scolded angrily, then waved her magic wand, and the books scattered on the ground slowly flew back to the desk one after another in order.

Even the newspapers torn apart by Draco Malfoy were glued back together.

"Mom!" Draco Malfoy's pale face seemed to be flushed with anger, "Look! Even if we run to Germany, he still won't let us go!"

Draco Malfoy handed the newspaper to Narcissa Malfoy.

Narcissa Malfoy took the newspaper and read it carefully.

"Don't worry about him!" Narcissa Malfoy reprimanded sternly, then softened her tone and said softly, "He is not something we can fight against now! Anyway, he and the Dark Lord are already mortal enemies, no matter he or the Dark Lord, The devil will not pay too much attention to us little fishes and shrimps. Now our main purpose is to surrender you. As long as you can graduate successfully and get good results in N.E.W.t., you will be able to study in European magic in the future. Either find a job or run for Governor of the Ministry of Magic in India, your future life will be guaranteed."

"It's mother." Draco Malfoy lowered his head feebly, and then asked cautiously, "Mother, um, Durmstrang. What did Durmstrang say?"

"Well, they said they are still making arrangements." When mentioning this matter, Narcissa Malfoy also shook her head a little upset, "But don't worry, Draco, you will definitely learn. They have relaxed recently. It seems that there is some kind of study abroad program, and they said that if we agree, they can arrange it for us."

"So there is hope?" Draco Malfoy asked.

"Well, although you may not be able to enter Durmstrang, Ilvermorny or Beauxbatons should be fine." Narcissa Malfoy said, "But you have to learn these dark arts well. No matter where you go in the future, Your student status is still from Durmstrang, and according to Durmstrang's regulations, black magic can be used in N.E.W.t."

"Okay!" Draco Malfoy nodded confidently.

Durmstrang, Center Room.

The conference room was not big, and there were quite a few people inside, but it was noisy and messy, and they seemed to be arguing over something.

"Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!" shouted a tall, thin wizard with short white hair and a goatee with curls at the end on his thin chin. "It's okay to go to Hogwarts to study." It’s not necessarily a bad thing. What are you doing? What are you doing? Everyone is acting like they’re going to a funeral.”

"Igor Karkarlov! You three-surnamed house slave!" A short, fat, bald wizard stood up and slapped the table, his eyes wide open. "Don't think we don't know, you have already taken refuge in Tiera. !”

"You, where did you start talking about this!" Igor Karkarov hurriedly denied.

"Haha, stop pretending." A tall, middle-aged witch said with a sneer, "Who doesn't know that you and the executioner Wen Daluo Xi'er have already formed a secret alliance. The other Ministry of Magic, even the broken one, have formed a secret alliance. The French Ministry of Magic even sacrificed an alchemist to fight with Tiera. The German Ministry of Magic, which has the worst temper, accepted its fate without even fighting. How dare you set an unbreakable spell? Say Wenda Rosier Didn’t you take refuge in Tiera? Do you dare to set up an unbreakable spell and say that you didn’t take refuge in Tiera?”

"Professor Greg, that's not what you said." Seeing that his little secret had been revealed, Igor Karkaroff did not panic. Instead, he sat down slowly and stroked his arms leisurely. Small goatee.

"You all know who I am," Igor Karkarov said. "It is only natural that the weak rely on the strong."

"Okay, in that case, please explain to us." A tall and lanky middle-aged wizard said, "Why did Tiera ask us to send the top fifty students in the O.W.Ls exam to Hogwarts for exchange studies? ? What on earth does he want to do?"

After the middle-aged wizard asked this question, the entire conference room seemed to become quiet all of a sudden.

Only the countless floor-to-ceiling windows behind each of them have hurt countless scenes——

There is an endless blue ocean.

There is also a lush and vibrant forest.

There are also bustling commercial streets, castles built in barren wilderness, huts on the mountains, caves in the desert...

There is even a magnificent library built on the outskirts of Moscow.

"Who knows." Igor Karkaroff grinned, showing a mouth full of yellow and black rotten teeth, and said with a smile, "It sounds like we can refuse him if he has malicious intentions."

"Igor Karkarov!" the tall and lanky wizard who just questioned him shouted angrily, "Don't forget, you are a principal! I don't care what you had before, and I don't care what you have now! But you Since you are sitting in this seat, you should be responsible for your students!"

"Hehehehe." Igor Karkaroff said with a bad smile, "Don't worry, no matter what Tiera's plans are, he will definitely not cause any harm to our students."

"Are you sure? Or is it your guess?" Professor Greg asked, "Although we advocate black magic, it does not mean that we can wantonly use the lives of our students to satisfy the appetites of those terrible monsters. .”

"The first thing we must understand clearly is that we are teachers, and protecting the safety of our students is even more important than protecting our own safety." Another wizard in black robes said coldly in vague English, " Please don’t forget the oath you took when you became principal.”

"This oath also has the effect of an unbreakable spell." Another professor with a strong Norwegian accent added.

"I know! I know! You don't need to remind me over and over again." Igor Karkarov said impatiently.

"There is no danger in this matter." Igor Karkaroff sat up straight in his seat, "According to Mrs. Rosier's words, Tiera should just want to cultivate. Well. In her words, it's like Thinking of the next saint.”

"Do you believe this?" the wizard in black robe asked.

"I don't believe it." Igor Karkaroff showed that sinister and disgusting smile again, "So in order to abide by the oath I announced when I took office, I accepted several transfer students with good grades this year and took advantage of me. The principal has the power to cancel the expulsion decisions of some expelled students. As long as they are willing, they can become my outstanding students of Durmstrang at any time."

"In terms of grades, they are almost all Durmstrang's top 50 students."