Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 263 Harry's Letter

With Voldemort killing the Muggle guards of Riddle's ancestral home, Tyella's summer vacation at Nicholas Flamel's alchemy hut soon came to an end.

Dumbledore has arrived! Dumbledore has arrived with Harry's letter!

“Dear Tierra,”

Tierra rolled her eyes as soon as she opened the letter and read this sentence:

"I heard from Professor Dumbledore that you need to recuperate in Paris, France for a while due to your injuries. How is your life there? How is the climate and food there compared to England? Are you getting used to it?"

"The Quidditch World Cup will be held next Monday night. Ron's father, Mr. Weasley, has managed to get a few tickets through his connections in the Department of Magical Sports. Hermione has accepted the invitation, and Mr. Weasley wants to know if you will attend so he can decide on the votes."

"Also, I had a very strange dream this summer, and I urgently need to discuss it with you. I think I might not even be able to wait until the train to start school. I really want to meet you earlier."

Wishing you all the best
I love you.
Harry.

"What do you think?" Dumbledore leaned closer and asked, "What do you think Harry was talking about with that strange dream?"

“Oh, it’s nothing, nothing serious,” Tierra said. “It’s just that Voldemort is going to come back to life.”

"Oh... um?" Dumbledore's tone suddenly changed. "Wait, is Voldemort about to be resurrected?"

“Yes,” Tierra said, “it’s no big deal.”

Dumbledore: ...

"It's nothing serious?" Dumbledore asked Tyrell, looking at her strangely.

Even Nicholas Lemaître put down his teacup and looked at Tyrell with surprise, seemingly not understanding why Tyrell spoke of "Voldemort's resurrection" as if it were a trivial matter.

“Yes, it’s no big deal.” Tierra smiled slyly and then said, “Because I believe that the wise and kind-hearted Headmaster Dumbledore has a hundred ways to pin Voldemort back into his coffin.”

Dumbledore: ...

"I'm just a pure, cute, small, and weak little wizard; all I need to do is cheer you on from behind," Tierra said. "Go for it! Go for it!"

“I’m glad you think that way… I’m glad you trust me so much…” Dumbledore sighed helplessly, “But why… why do you look so relaxed… as if this isn’t your business at all?”

“What does this have to do with me?” Tierra asked.

"..." Dumbledore considered his words carefully before continuing, "You forgot, you're a Muggle, and considering your past connection with Voldemort's Horcruxes... Do you think Voldemort will let you go after he's resurrected?"

“I’ll come back here when Voldemort really starts his purge,” Tierra said. “I’m sure Grandpa Nicolas Flamel wouldn’t refuse a pure and lovely little wizard like me a place to stay for a while, would he?”

“No, I refuse.” Nicholas Lemai said coldly, taking a sip of tea. “Although you are a good student, I think you should still shoulder the responsibilities of a Gryffindor student. A true warrior dares to face a bleak life and dares to face dripping blood.”

“Lu…Xun?” Tierra asked hesitantly. “Yes.” Nicholas Lemaître put down his teacup and said calmly, “I have always felt that his writing exudes a stubborn and unyielding spirit. He is my favorite author of the last hundred years.”

“So, Tyella, look, look, you should learn from him,” Dumbledore said with a smile. “I remember when you first entered the House, the Sorting Hat originally wanted to sort you into Ravenclaw, but you volunteered to go to Gryffindor. Do you want to give up your courage?”

“I’ve embraced my courage once,” Tierra said, raising her right hand. “If I embrace it again, I’m afraid I’ll be dead.”

Anyway, I'll leave the task of confronting Voldemort head-on to you guys, and I'll just quietly work on his Horcruxes from behind.

“Tyella…” Dumbledore sighed helplessly, “Running away won’t solve anything…”

“I’ve already solved part of the problem,” Tiera said. “The Gryffindor sword—I sacrificed one of my arms to imbue it with Fiendfyre and some unknown venom, giving it the ability to destroy Horcruxes. And I’ve also told you what Horcruxes Voldemort has. All you have to do is find them one by one and then use the sword to stab them one by one. What’s so difficult about that?”

"Sigh...this is difficult..." Dumbledore sighed again, then rubbed his temples.

“First of all, the Gryffindor sword is missing,” Dumbledore said. “I have tried almost every method, but I have been unable to pull the sword out of the Sorting Hat.”

"What? Missing? Oh! No!" Tyella exclaimed, feigning disorientation. "So all I did was for nothing? Oh my God! Oh no!"

Haha, Dumbledore, you can pull it out however you want. If you can, I'll admit defeat.

—The Gryffindor sword is currently kept in the library in Tierra, tens of thousands of light-years away, and is guarded by Slytherin. Slytherin specially set up an alchemical matrix in the library to contain the Gryffindor sword due to its unique properties. The distance of tens of thousands of light-years, combined with the special alchemical matrix, is enough to trap this magical sword.

“So I need your help, Tierra,” Dumbledore said.

“Can I…can I borrow the Phoenix Fox?” Tierra asked.

“No,” Dumbledore said.

“Oh,” Tierra said, “then I won’t help.”

"What do you want Fawkes for?" Dumbledore asked, exasperated. "He's the sworn brother of the Dumbledore family. He only shows goodwill to members of the Dumbledore family or those loyal to Dumbledore. I think you shouldn't be involved in either of those things, right?"

“But you might be able to persuade the phoenix to show me goodwill, right?” Tierra asked. “You see, just like you said before, you’re going to die sooner or later, and then the Dumbledore family will be extinct, and the phoenix will probably disappear with your death… You see, I look quite pleasing to the eye, so you can transfer the phoenix to me before you die, that way you can leave such a precious species for the wizarding world.”

Dumbledore: ...

Tyrell swore he saw Dumbledore's hand lift slightly before falling back down.

“Sigh… I feel I’m still far from death…” Dumbledore sighed and said, “Besides, Fawkes isn’t my pet. He’s the Patronus of the Dumbledore family. He and I are equals. I can’t command him. I can only ask him for help… How about this, I can get you his feathers, tears, and blood. How about you help me find a Horcrux? These things should be enough for you to do your experiments.”

Tierra thought for a moment and then said:
"Hey, let's talk about it later."

Dumbledore: ? ? ?
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(End of this chapter)