Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 338 Invitation

"You! Say! Who?" Hermione said, enunciating each word clearly, almost through gritted teeth.

“Professor Dumbledore,” Tyrell said again.

"Why?!" Hermione asked through gritted teeth.

“Because Professor Dumbledore is like my own grandfather.” Tyella clasped her hands together and looked up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle. “On Christmas, such a wonderful time for families to gather together, I can’t bear to see Professor Dumbledore, who has worked so hard for us, living alone in his empty house, lonely and miserable, and dying alone.”

"So I decided to take on the responsibility of caring for elderly people living alone. In the spirit of humanism, I resolutely invited Professor Dumbledore, a lonely old man who was about to die alone, to attend the Christmas ball." After Tierra finished speaking, she picked up the glass next to her, took a sip of juice, and then pretended to spit a few times, as if she were spitting out tea leaves.

Hermione: ...

Harry: ...

What should I do if he makes such a good point and I can't refute him?
“But didn’t Professor McGonagall say you weren’t allowed to invite Professor Dumbledore?” Harry interjected.

“Yes!” Hermione exclaimed, “You should invite a female dance partner!”

"Hehe..." Tyella chuckled, "If Professor Dumbledore agrees, what right does Professor McGonagall have to object?"

Harry: ...

Hermione: ...

Ron: Slurp, slurp, this steak is delicious.

That seems to be the case.

"Oh! Look!" Tyella suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "Professor Dumbledore... the wild Professor Dumbledore has appeared!"

Harry and Hermione followed Tyella's gaze—

Because the Triwizard Tournament was held at Hogwarts, Dumbledore had many more social engagements, which meant he could no longer hide away in the Headmaster's office and enjoy his leisure time.

"This way, please, Mrs. Maxim." Dumbledore, with his unchanging smile, pulled out a teacher's chair for Mrs. Maxim.

"Thank you," Mrs. Maxim said politely in return.

After that, Tyella pulled out chairs for Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Rosie.

Dumbledore sat down only after everyone else had taken their seats.

As soon as she sat down, McGonagall turned her head and whispered something to Dumbledore, glancing at Tyella every now and then.

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Dumbledore chuckled a few times.

At this moment, Tierra stood up, casually picked up a grilled sausage from the table, shook it, and it transformed into a delicate, fragrant flower—

Roses.

Tierra, holding the "rose," walked to the teachers' table and presented it to Dumbledore.

“The great Headmaster Dumbledore,” Tyella said, “would I have the honor of inviting you to dance with me at the upcoming Christmas Ball?”

“Eek…” Lady Rosie, who was sitting three seats to Dumbledore’s left, immediately put down her knife and fork and looked at Dumbledore with disgust.

"Tiera! You..." Professor McGonagall was about to shout angrily—

But Dumbledore waved his hand to stop him.

Dumbledore took the "rose" from Tyrell's hand, placed it on his plate, and then waved his wand over the "rose".

The "rose" was then transformed back into a sausage.

Dumbledore smiled, then looked at Tyrell and said:

"Thank you for the sausage, Tierra, but I'm sorry, I have to refuse."

"Won't you reconsider?" Tierra said, looking aggrieved. "As a student, I really want to invite my most respected, closest, greatest, most adorable, and most—"

“No!” said Dumbledore. “I refuse.”

“But Professor Dumbledore, I really want to be at the ball—” Tierra tried to argue. “If you keep messing around like this, I’ll take away your privilege as a champion that allows you to get an O without taking the final exams,” Dumbledore said with a smile.

"What? No!" Tiera was struck as if by a heavy blow, then said with a pale face, "Fine, since that's how it is... then I won't force you... Waaah..."

After saying that, Tiera turned and left.

"Heh..." Dumbledore chuckled and shook his head after Tyrell left. "That little fox..."

Tierra returned to the Gryffindor table with a calm expression.

"Professor Dumbledore... agreed?" Harry and Hermione asked nervously.

“Don’t be silly,” Tyella said. “How could we possibly agree to that? Professor Dumbledore still has some self-respect.”

“Oh… okay…” Hermione straightened her back and began to comb her messy hair again and again. “Then… you can invite other people too.”

“Yes, that’s right,” Tierra said.

“You’d better think this over carefully,” Hermione said. “You are a champion and prophet of Hogwarts; you can’t just invite anyone.”

“Okay.” Tierra said, standing up. She picked up a sausage, conjured it into a rose in her hand—

“Thank you for your suggestion, Hermione.” Tyella walked toward the Ravenclaw table. “I’ll invite a really, really cool person.”

Hermione:? ? ?
"Hello, excuse me." Tiera walked up to a platinum-haired girl sitting alone and bent down with a smile.

“Beautiful Miss Lunalovgood.” Tiera bowed politely, then handed the “rose” in her hand to the platinum-haired girl.

"May I have the honor of dancing with you at the Christmas ball?" Tierra asked.

Lunalovgood was clearly stunned, somewhat panicked, and a little uneasy.

The girls sitting around her had already started whispering—

"Why is it 'Little Crazy'?"

"What exactly did Tierra see in the little madman?"

"Damn it... Why didn't Tiera invite me? Maybe I could have met Gilderoy Lockhart!"

"Exactly, why would she fall for that crazy little Luna? I sent Tiera a gift when he was discharged from the hospital two years ago!"

"Yes, yes, I sent one too! I sent a box of chocolates!"

"I've sent mine too, I sent my underwear!"

"You can't compare to me. What I sent was my hair and nails!"

Tierra: ...

Good guy.

Tierra exclaimed, "Wow!"

So all that trash he received last semester was delivered by you guys?!
“Miss Lunalovgood?” Tiera spoke again, reminding her, “Would I have the honor of inviting you to the Christmas ball—”

"Yes!" Luna said happily, "I do!"

"Thank you, Tierra!" Luna said, jumping up from her seat, hugging Tierra tightly, and jumping up and down happily.

Tiera froze the moment Luna hugged her—

A series of memories belonging to Lunalovgood rushed into Tiera's mind.

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