Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Former professor of geology at the University of Iceland, Hallelujah Frolov has just been taken out of Bellevue Hospital in New York, USA. He is now waiting for his flight at JFK International Airport and is expected to arrive in Padstow Town within one to two days." Tiera took out another card and placed it at the location of New York State on the map——

The photo on the card showed a middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties, tall, thin and somewhat bald. His slightly curved back showed signs of age, and the pair of glasses he wore on his face looked very heavy. And dull, but the eyes under those glasses are sharp and cynically sober.

"And Mitchell McGann." Tiera created another card, printed on it was a quiet girl with short hair, slender arms and legs, who looked very capable.

"My former employee was a graduate student in the Department of Geography at Durham University. Although her research topic during her master's degree was the study of rock composition in Central Asia, she also had excellent results in marine geography and marine biogeography during her school years, so she I also pulled her into this operation." Tiera introduced, "At the same time, she will also be our first batch of volunteers to undergo Muggle magic transformation."

"Those graduates from Germany are very talented," Tiera said. "They have already tinkered with some alchemy products, including a bracelet and a necklace, which can directly connect with the spiritual dimension of Muggles. Give them the ability to have some simple magic.”

"What abilities?" Maka-Far-Monkasa asked.

"Simplified version of Nakter's Shield, Expelliarmus, raging fire, all petrified, clear spring like water, shattered bones, Bubble Head Curse." Tiera replied, "I also prepared two for her and Professor Frolov. An invisibility cloak that can be used for a total of five hours."

"Of course, both Mitchell McGann and Hallelujah Frolov only serve as observers and recorders and assist in communication. Only those who can truly reach an alliance and agreement with the deep divers can It could be our Jeffrey Loki." Tiera then asked, "What about your side? Have you found a wizard with the blood of the Deep Diver?"

"There are thirty-seven in Africa," Maka-Fal-Monkasha replied, "and are working through them."

"There are currently four in the United States and Mexico." Chief Thunderbird replied, "No one is willing at the moment."

"It doesn't matter, take your time." Tiera said, "For now, Jeffrey alone is enough."

"Negotiations and alliances with the deep divers are a long and tedious project." Tiera said, "There is still one place -"

"Dreamland." Tiera took a few steps and clicked near the Hindu Kush Mountains on the map. "This is a dimension that can be entered through dreaming. It is a parallel space composed of human subconsciousness. In it, human beings They can communicate with each other, only sea ships are needed to land on the moon, the earth is flat, and the lifestyle is still the same as in the Middle Ages."

"Dreamland is to a large extent a mirror image of our "waking" universe, with the same planets, stars, and other cosmic geographical features to a certain extent, but the physical rules of this universe are greatly different from those of the real world. Gap!" Tiera said, "This is our refuge and battlefield——"

"And our second nuclear bomb!"