Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 430 A small punishment but a big warning
“So you see,” Tiera said again, waving her hand lightly. Countless characters floating in the void behind her flew up and surged downwards.

“You say Muggles are smart, kind, and cute…” Tierra waved her hand and said, “Don’t you have those qualities too? Wizards and Muggles are both groups, and as such, there are good and bad people, kind and cute people—”

The words "kind" and "cute" flew to Lunalovgood and turned into two glittering medals.

“There will also be intelligent and creative wizards.” Tyella waved her hand again, and the words “intelligent” and “creative” flew to Hermione and the Weasley twins respectively, turning into two medals of kindness.

“Of course, and there’s also what you call bravery—” Tierra waved her hand, and the word “bravery” split in two, landing in front of Harry and Ron as two medals.

“There are other excellent qualities, such as diligence, wisdom, simplicity, enthusiasm, and fun…” Tiera waved her hand again, and the words flew out, splitting into two, then four, and landing in front of the little wizards that Tiera knew.

“But let’s be fair.” After distributing the positive words, Tierra waved her hand again, and the negative words slowly flew out as well. “If there are such people among Muggles, don’t we wizards have them too?”

"Aren't there any fools among us wizards?" Tyella waved his hand, and the word "foolish" flew out from behind him, landing at the very end of the Slytherin table, turning into a sticker, and "smack!" stuck it onto Umbridge's face.

“Dumbledore! You—” Umbridge cried out, but before she could finish—

"Aren't there any cruel people among us? No disgusting people? No despicable people? No hypocrites? No greedy people? No filth among us...?"

Tiera waved his hand, and all the derogatory words behind him flew out at once, turning into stickers that stuck firmly to Umbridge's face—

Fortunately, Umbridge's face is fat and big enough that after all the derogatory terms were applied, there was still room for one eye and two nostrils.

"Ugh—ugh—ugh—" Umbridge stood up and tried to tear the sticker off her face with her hands—

But these stickers seemed to be stuck to her face; no matter how hard Umbridge tried, she couldn't get them off.

Dumbledore stood on the front platform, coldly staring at Umbridge—

The other professors and students also turned around and looked at Umbridge, who was sitting at the very back of the Slytherin table.

Clearly, no one understood why the usually amiable Dumbledore would suddenly turn hostile.

“On a side note,” Tierra waved her hand, raised a cup of black tea from thin air, and took a small sip. “As far as I know, there was some argument in Defense Against the Dark Arts class this Monday because of some differences of opinion between Mr. Potter and Miss Granger and Professor Umbridge.”

After taking another sip, Tierra continued, "After the class, Professor Umbridge physically punished Mr. Potter and Miss Granger. The physical punishment that Professor Umbridge committed was completely without any legal basis and violated the human rights of Miss Granger and Mr. Potter."

“Such behavior is absolutely unacceptable within Hogwarts,” Tyella said. “The sticker on Professor Umbridge’s face will automatically fall off in three days as punishment for her disregard for professional ethics and her lack of moral principles. It is a small punishment to serve as a warning. I hope that Professor Umbridge can deeply understand and reflect on her mistakes during these three days. If there is a next time, I will definitely punish her severely.”

"Ugh—ugh—ugh!" Umbridge's mouth was completely sealed shut with a sticker, so even though she was furious, she was helpless and could only make muffled "ooh" sounds.

"Ahem!" After seeing the young wizards at Hogwarts start whispering again, Tyella coughed heavily once more.

“Besides that, there is one more thing I need to reiterate,” Tierra said. “Mr. Potter, the main point of contention between Miss Granger and Professor Umbridge in class is whether Voldemort has returned.” At this, Tierra’s mention of “Voldemort” ignited the young wizards’ discussion even more intensely, like a depth charge suddenly thrown into a calm stream.

"Quiet! Quiet!" Tierra roared, her loud voice echoing throughout the entire hall.

“I know the Ministry of Magic spent the entire summer covering up and denying this,” Dumbledore said. “That’s because the Ministry of Magic was too cowardly and too weak.”

“Because they are weak, because they are powerless against Voldemort, their power is too weak, so they fear Voldemort, and therefore they conceal the truth, pretending nothing has happened.” Tyrell stepped down from the platform and walked among the young wizards of Hogwarts—

“But I don’t,” Tyella said with a cold laugh, her sharp gaze sweeping across the surroundings through her crescent-shaped glasses. Dumbledore’s height of over 1.8 meters was extremely imposing. “I used to be ashamed to admit that I thought great power was an unnecessary burden for a person. Because I thought we had a reliable Ministry of Magic, I thought we individuals didn’t need much power, because I thought we could rely entirely on the Ministry of Magic.”

“But I’m sorry,” Tyella continued with a cold laugh, “but through this Voldemort’s return, I’ve realized that our Ministry of Magic is utterly rotten.”

“Why, why are those who are slaughtered and oppressed our people, our ordinary people in the magical world, while those Death Eaters are the ones who are killed?” Tiera said. “Hmph, and those Death Eaters, indeed, some of them are imprisoned in Azkaban and sentenced to life imprisonment, but there are still some who have done all sorts of evil deeds, yet in the end, they can easily escape punishment simply by relying on money, connections, and status.”

“That’s right, I’m talking about Lucius Malfoy,” Tierra said. “Yes, Lucius Malfoy is a Death Eater who participated in the genocide of Muggles and Muggle races for fifteen years.”

A lively discussion broke out in the crowd once again.

“And Peter Pettigrew, yes, Sirius Black was framed. The one who truly betrayed the Potters, betrayed Harry’s parents, was Peter Pettigrew, who was presumed dead but is still alive and helped Voldemort resurrect last semester,” Tyella said. “And August Lukewood, Evan Rozier… and so on, and so forth.”

“So I often ask myself, what’s wrong with this magical world?” Tiera said, clutching her chest. “It’s always the good guys who suffer. I couldn’t help but fall into deep thought, and finally I came to this conclusion—”

"This must be a systemic problem!"

“So now—” Tyella waved her hand, and a dozen or so pages of lecture notes appeared in front of each Hogwarts junior wizard and professor.

“These are the handouts for this class and the next class.” Tierra strode back to the podium. “We wizards and Muggles are a community with a shared future.”

“The history of wizards and the history of Muggles together make up the history of mankind,” Tierra said. “A great man once said that forgetting history is tantamount to betrayal.”

“Because Muggles can’t use magic, it’s rare for them to have individuals as powerful as me, Voldemort, Grindelwald, or the founder of our school,” Tierra said. “That is to say, their history, their politics, and their society are fluid and changing.”

"In other words, compared to the current wizarding world, the Muggle government is evolving at a rapid pace," Tierra said. "After thousands of years of evolution, after experiencing countless darkness and turmoil, after causing countless bloodshed and sacrifices, the Muggles have finally found the most perfect idea, the most perfect theory, and the most perfect guiding ideology."

"Please turn to the first page of your handouts," Tierra said. "We'll begin this lesson with the embryonic form of this great idea, which was also the first attempt at a proletarian dictatorship in human history—"

"Capitalism and the Paris Commune"

(End of this chapter)