Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 240 Heaven Has Fallen
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the others went down to have dinner, but instead of returning to Gryffindor Tower after dinner, they hurriedly headed out of the castle.

They walked quickly through the auditorium and then down the stone steps in front of the main entrance.

We went outside. The sun had already set behind the Forbidden Forest, and its afterglow was shining on the treetops.

Beside the Willow of Vengeance, near several stone tablets, they saw Draco Malfoy, along with his two fat henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle—

The three of them were chattering away, and Malfoy looked happy.

"...I'm telling you, this beast is doomed..."

The evening breeze carried their conversation to Harry, Ron, and Hermione's ears.

"...Let me tell you, my dad said I can keep that beast's head..."

“...I want to donate it to the Gryffindor common room…”

"...Absolutely amazing..."

"...This is going to be really exciting..."

"You disgusting, vile, wicked little cockroach!" Hermione suddenly yelled, startling Ron and Harry who were standing next to her.

With that, Hermione strode over aggressively.

"Aha, you all come and see too—"

"Boom."

Malfoy wanted to make a few more sarcastic remarks, but Hermione immediately forced him to the side of the stone tablet by waving her wand.

"No! Hermione!" Ron and Harry rushed over as well. "He's not worth it!"

Hermione's staff tip pressed against Draco Malfoy's neck, pinning Malfoy firmly to the stone tablet.

Malfoy's two portly henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle, were completely terrified of Hermione and stood frozen in place, too scared to move.

For a fleeting moment, they thought they saw Tyella in Hermione.

They remained deadlocked.

Just as Draco Malfoy was about to cry from fright, Hermione withdrew her wand.

"Heh..." Seeing Hermione put away her wand, Malfoy was about to say something sarcastic—

"Bam—"

"Boom-"

Hermione turned around instantly, threw a punch, and landed squarely on Malfoy's nose. Malfoy's head slammed against the stone tablet behind him.

"Ugh..." Malfoy covered his nose and was half-carried back by his two henchmen.

"No one is allowed to tell anyone, do you hear me?" Malfoy threatened his two henchmen as he slunk away.

Because Malfoy had his head down and was covering his nose as he fled, he didn't see the two people hidden in the shadows of the castle doorway.

“Good punches,” Harry said, hidden in the shadows.

"Thank you," Hermione, who was also hiding in the shadows, replied softly.

"Mmm... this feeling, this feeling is amazing." Hermione, standing in the sunset after the fight, came back to her senses and said somewhat shyly.

"That punch was absolutely brutally cool!" Ron didn't hold back his praise.

Harry nodded frequently beside him.

After defeating Malfoy, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went down a stone staircase to Hagrid's house.

After they left, another Harry and Hermione emerged from the shadows where they had been hiding, crouching low and running around in circles before finally arriving behind the giant pile of pumpkins next to Hagrid's house.

A few minutes later, they heard Hermione scream in surprise coming from Hagrid's house.

“Hermione!” Harry, who was hiding behind the pile of pumpkins, suddenly stood up and said, “If it were us, we’d run in and catch Peter Pettigrew…”

"No!" Hermione exclaimed in alarm, quickly pulling Harry back down and whispering, "Don't you understand? We're breaking one of the most important laws of the wizarding world. No one should change time, no one. You heard Dumbledore say that if we're seen..."

"We will only be seen by ourselves and Hagrid!"

“Harry, if you saw yourself rushing into Hagrid’s house, what do you think your reaction would be?” Hermione said.

“I would, I would think I’m going crazy,” Harry said. “Or I would think I’ve seen some kind of evil magic.”

“That’s right, you won’t understand, you’ll go completely insane! Both of you will be like that!” Hermione said.

“Fine!” Harry said helplessly. “It’s just a thought.”

……

Meanwhile, in Azkaban.

The demon conversion ritual was drawing to a close, and Nadao's figure, shrouded in the "parasite" and kneeling in the middle of the altar, gradually stopped struggling.

The halo behind his head flickered like a faulty light bulb.

Finally, after about five more minutes, the platinum halo stopped flashing and fell completely silent, as if the power had been cut off.

The figure enveloped by the "parasite" seemed to have all its strength drained away, and its head drooped.

But then, another blood-red halo slowly appeared, as if a crimson full moon had risen from behind Tiera's head.

The "parasite" released its restraints and floated away from Tiera's body. Tiera, kneeling naked on the ground, opened her eyes and slowly raised her head—

Tiera's right cheek bore the marks of being burned by flames, and a wisp of white mist flickered within her pure golden right eye—

The white mist seemed to be rooted in Tiera's eyes, constantly changing, but no matter how it changed, it could not escape Tiera's golden eyeball.

"Heh..." Tiera chuckled softly, stood up, raised her right arm—which was now just a stump—and turned it towards the horde of Dementors in the sky.

Suddenly, a Dementor that was circling around was pulled down from the sky as if by some force.

The Dementor seemed to be squeezed by some force, turning into a cloud of black mist in mid-air. As the black mist fell, it condensed, and when it came into contact with Tiera's severed limbs, it collapsed inward, turning into an iron-black, mummy-like withered arm and a skeletal hand.

Tiera raised the Dementor's right arm, which had become it, then lowered it, moving her fingers slightly.

“Not bad,” Tiera said, raising her right hand and waving it at the pile of clothes she had taken off.

The dust on the pile of clothes Tiera had placed on the ground, and the blood splattered on them when Tiera cut off her own arm, vanished instantly. The next second, the pile of clothes was neatly dressed on Tiera.

“Congratulations…” Slytherin said as he glided over.

"Thank you." Tierra smiled and waved her hand in front of her.

The space in front of Tiera compressed layer by layer, eventually forming a mirror made of condensed space ten centimeters away from Tiera.

Tierra carefully examined her right eye through the mirror:

The strange mist appeared in Tiera's eyes in several forms: one moment a muscular old man with bristling hair and beard, the next a menacing lion, then a ferocious eagle and an angry bull.

"Heh..." Tiera chuckled, bringing her skeletal right hand close to her right eye. "Truly worthy of being an ancient demon who has lived for thousands of years; even the flames blessed by the Outer Gods couldn't completely incinerate you. But this is where it ends—"

With that, Tyella stuck three withered fingers into her right eye, then pulled them out with a mighty tug—

He pulled out his right eyeball along with the nerve behind it.

“Anyway, I didn’t like this color in the first place,” Tierra said.

The moment its golden right eye left Tiera's eye socket, it immediately slid off Tiera's right hand and flew away automatically, seemingly trying to escape Tiera's clutches—

But Tiera simply waved her hand, and the eyeball, as if drawn by something, returned to Tiera's hand.

“I can’t let you escape.” Tiera said with a smile, clenching her fist. Blood-red flames instantly ignited on her eyeball, which then crashed into the crimson halo behind Tiera’s head like a meteor.

The red light inside the crimson halo instantly became viscous, like a pool of blood.

In the very center of the sea of ​​blood, behind the halo, a single, pale golden eye suddenly opened—

Hidden in a unique space within the endless void, a vast and sacred light shines forth, filling every corner of this space. Hymns and hymns resound, melodious and graceful, like heavenly music. Groups of angelic phantoms fly among the clouds and mountains, both sacred and ethereal.

But the moment that single golden eye opened, everything in this space seemed to be paused.

Deep within a hall hidden in this space, a bizarre statue with four heads—an old man, a lion, an eagle, and a bull—and six pairs of wings suddenly shattered. The fragments didn't scatter and disintegrate; instead, they melted and then reformed in place, forming a statue of a young boy.

A statue exactly like the perfectly preserved Tiera.

The moment Tiera's statue was completed, a crimson light surged across the entire space, and everything that had just been paused came back to life. However, this time the holy light was also covered in crimson, and the hymns that were originally like heavenly music were replaced by endless screams. The countless angelic phantoms either exploded directly, turning into fireworks in the sky, or rolled in mid-air, clutching their heads and screaming.

And all the angels, regardless of their beauty or ugliness, had their faces gradually changing. Some were halfway through the transformation when they exploded into a streak of blood, while others ultimately resembled Tyrell.

Although HWHY became a false god, his essence did not change; he was still a demon. His nature was the same as that of a Dementor. Just as humans need to eat and Dementors need to absorb pleasure, demons also need to feed on souls.

While using the power of faith to stabilize this "heavenly" dimension, HWHY also used the power of faith to fish for the spiritual dimension of dead Muggles, that is, their souls.

It's nothing more than the devil's old trick. Whenever someone prays or swears in the name of HWHY, or places their hand on the Bible, it's equivalent to automatically signing a devilish pact with HWHY.

So this place was not only his paradise, but also his granary.

This is why, when HWHY only had a tiny bit of remnant soul left, Tiera couldn't burn it anymore.

Because the last remnant of HWHY's soul, after being burned, served as a conduit connecting him to this "Heaven" dimension, when Tiera burned HWHY with her spiritual fire, HWHY could continuously draw upon the souls of Muggles within the "Heaven" dimension through this conduit to form a protective shield around himself.

That was the wealth HWHY had accumulated over thousands of years. Tiera wasn't stupid; she knew that so many souls couldn't be burned. So she directly used a "loophole" magic to replace the HWHY administrator's privileges, preventing HWHY from continuing to retrieve souls from the "Heaven" dimension.

Unfortunately, after Tiera forcibly took over the "Heaven" dimension by exploiting a "loophole," the vast differences between Tiera's values, beliefs, and understanding and those of HWHY and the pitiful reserves, or rather, the "angels," caused underlying program conflicts in the entire "Heaven" dimension due to Tiera's entry, resulting in mutations and chaos throughout the entire "Heaven" dimension.

“Otherwise, it could be used as a resort.” Tierra used her privileges to glance at the current state of “Paradise,” then sighed helplessly and waved her hand.

The light in front of him rippled like water, and a realistic illusion covered Tiera's withered right hand and empty right eye socket, creating the illusion of a fleshy right hand and a golden right eye.

After doing all this, Tiera bowed to Dobby.

Dobby was startled.

He stood up and then bowed to Slytherin again.

"Thank you both for your tremendous help," Tiera said emotionally. "I will do whatever it takes, even if it means my own destruction, to fulfill my promise to you—"

“Now…” Tiera waved to “The Parasite,” “The Inheritor,” and “The Mad Walker,” and said, “Every great performance deserves a great ending.”

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