Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 474 Show off skills
The first to act were the twenty-odd Aurors scattered among the crowd, sending spells of all colors flying toward Dumbledore.

Dumbledore—

Or rather, Tiera swiftly scanned the crowd of those casting spells, silently memorizing their faces, then raised her hand and drew a circle in front of her—

All the spells that rushed toward Tiera took a detour, flying directly into the circle Tiera had drawn, and turning into rays of various colors that swirled around inside the circle.

"Do it! Do it! Do it now!" Cornelius Fudge jumped up and down in a fit of rage. "I order you to do it! Do it now!"

Upon hearing Cornelius Fudge's command, the other Aurors also began to wave their wands one after another.

Countless rays of light of various colors flew from every corner of the hall toward Dumbledore, but—

Without exception, they were all forcibly changed direction and thrown into the small circle in front of Tiera.

Tiera simply drew a circle freehand, a transparent circle in the air, as elegant as an old calligrapher casually waving their hand in mid-air. No one could see what the circle looked like until countless spells filled it, revealing the edge of this invisible circle.

It was an extremely small circle, not much larger than their dining plates, but countless spells were contained within it. It was a scene like the Big Bang, with countless points of light colliding, squeezing, clashing, destroying, and reappearing, like the collision of stars, like the destruction of countless worlds, but none daring to cross the boundary of the circle.

At this moment, all the Aurors stopped attacking, and some even slowly lowered their wands because they were too shocked.

“My dear students, your skills have become quite rusty since you left the school,” Tierra said with a smile. To outsiders, Dumbledore’s aged but still resolute face wore a contemptuous and ambiguous smile, as if he were facing not a dangerous spell launched by hundreds of elite Aurors, but a miniature firework produced by the Weasley twins.

Umbridge, whose face had just turned red, and Cornelius Fudge, who had been jumping up and down in anger, were now completely silent, staring at Dumbledore in shock and disbelief.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?" Tiera asked calmly. "I don't remember saying when I taught you Defense Against the Dark Arts that you could pause and think during a battle if you encountered an unbeatable enemy."

As he spoke, Tear stretched out his finger and gently traced the lower edge of the circle—

"puff--"

Like a bubble bursting, the circle binding hundreds of spells vanished, and countless incantations broke free. Instead of striking Dumbledore, they flew back the way they came, hitting their caster—

Only a few Aurors activated their armor spells after being reminded by Tiera; the rest were caught off guard by Tiera, and many were even stunned by their own spells.

"I hope none of you used any lethal spells just now," Tiera said with a smirk, glancing at the stunned Aurors.

The entire auditorium fell silent.

Tierra smiled, then suddenly vanished from her spot. The next second, she reappeared near the main entrance of the Great Hall, standing in front of Cornelius Fudge and Umbridge.

Connelly Fudge and Umbridge were startled; one of them lost his balance and fell to the floor.

"Dumbledore, dumbledore, dumbledore, you, you, you, you, you..." Extreme fear gripped Cornelius's throat like sharp claws, and Cornelius felt his whole body stiffen, unable to utter a complete sentence.

“Sigh…” Tiera sighed lightly, feigning profundity, then looked down at Umbridge and Cornelius, who were sitting on the ground, with a meaningful gaze.

“Given the current situation, I don’t think my educational reforms can continue.” Tierra shook her head helplessly and said casually, “How about we compromise? I’ll resign temporarily, and you’ll have an explanation to the people at the Ministry of Magic. In return, I’ll have an explanation for not making things difficult for Hogwarts students.”

“F, f, f, f, f…fine!” Cornelius Fudge finally managed to utter a complete word after several attempts. “Very good.” Thierry reached out and pulled Cornelius Fudge up from the floor, then gently patted his shoulder.

Even so, it terrified Cornelius, leaving him pale, his lips trembling, and his legs shaking.

Tierra believed that if Connelly Fudge hadn't defecated before coming over, the phrase "feces and urine flowing everywhere" would certainly have been added to the description.

“I’m not making things difficult for you.” Tierra snatched the list of Dumbledore’s Army from Cornelius Fudge’s hand, then looked at Umbridge and said, “It means that the students on this list are not allowed to be physically punished, expelled, or have points deducted arbitrarily. Do you understand?”

Umbridge, his face grim, nodded silently.

“It would be better for everyone if we both took a step back,” Tierra nodded with a smile.

Then Tyrell released Cornelius Fudge's hand, took a few steps forward, walked up to Harry, and patted him on the shoulder—

"Don't forget what you learned in class, and keep doing the exercises. OWLs, you don't need to be so nervous. With what you've learned, getting an O is no problem at all."

“Yes, Professor Dumbledore,” Harry replied, somewhat excited and nervous. “Where are you going?”

“I’ve made plans to travel with some old friends,” Tiera said casually. “After all, I’m getting too old, and all this trouble has taken its toll. I need to relax. Don’t worry about me; I’ll be back in a week to a month and a half. And—”

Tyrell suddenly bent down, leaned close to Harry's ear, and whispered:
"Give her that stone if she wants it. It's useless now. Tiera has already been summoned. We can throw this stone at her. It's a trap. Let her fall into it."

After saying that, before Harry could react, Dumbledore straightened up and gently patted Harry on the shoulder.

“Don’t forget to practice diligently.” Tierra then gave a few more instructions to the other students in Dumbledore’s Army before turning to Marietta Eckmore, the one who had snitched.

“Miss Eckmore, I remember saying that the most intolerable thing is betrayal,” Tierra said in a terrifyingly flat tone. “Especially in a revolution, especially after he has explained all the pros and cons to you, and you still resolutely choose to betray him.”

Marietta Eckmore shuddered.

“You have betrayed your class, you have betrayed your comrades,” Tiera continued. “Admittedly, you wanted to protect your family and your mother, but there was nothing wrong with your work. If you drank the Truth Potion, or were tortured by the Cruciatus Curse and then betrayed them, then I have nothing to say, and I cannot blame you.”

“But you chose to betray us,” Tyrell said. “This is something I cannot tolerate, and something Hogwarts cannot allow.”

“Actually, the original curse on this paper was to cover the informant’s face with octopus-like tentacles, but then I thought about it… and felt that was too cruel.” Tiera calmly shook the list and said, “So I persuaded him to use a different method, of course, not to fire you.”

"Well then, goodbye!"

After saying that, Dumbledore disappeared from everyone's sight.

Inside the Hogwarts space.

"Quickly, pack your things!" Tierra transformed back into her original form and said to the members of the Golden Book Council waiting in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, "Let's go on a trip to the Dreamlands!"

(End of this chapter)