Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"This is ridiculous!" Professor McGonagall yelled, "He is just a child! It is dangerous enough to participate in this event! You still want to remove his prosthetic limbs? What is the difference between you and sending him to death?"

"Then he should have thought clearly before signing up for this event!" Ludo Bagman said, "I'm very sorry. For the sake of fairness, we need to strictly follow the rules. You can't bring any magic items, you can't bring them. This is a rule! "

"The regulations can be changed if necessary!" Professor Moody limped over and stared at Ludo Bagman fiercely and said.

"If I remember correctly, if something unexpected happens during the Triwizard Tournament -" Dumbledore said calmly, "For example, in the first or second game, the contestants lost part of their limbs, then in the next game In the next competition, the contestants can use the alchemical prosthesis to replace that part of the limb and continue to compete."

"Well... yes... there seems to be such a rule..." Ludo Bagman said, "... there seems to be such a rule..."

"But his limbs were not lost during the game!" Karkaroff said.

"The rule is that the dead are alive, and I think this rule also applies to Tiera," Dumbledore said.

"Don't forget, Dumbledore!" Mrs. Maxim yelled, "There is another rule. When a rule obviously favors a certain side, the other referees on the referee team must vote more than half to exclude that side. It is decided that this rule will apply."

"That is to say, three of me, Karkaroff, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch must agree before Tiera can carry his prosthetic leg on the field." Mrs. Maxim added, "I definitely don't agree. "

"I don't agree either," Karkaroff said.

"In this case, I will follow the decision of the two principals and vote no." Ludo Bagman said with a smile, pretending to be a good person.

"I agree." Barty Crouch said dully.

"What?" Ludo Bagman was obviously taken aback, "Oh...I, I didn't expect..."

"But it doesn't matter if Mr. Crouch agrees." Karkaroff sneered and said, "There are already three votes against -"

"Wait a minute!" Tiera, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "Since this matter concerns me, I have to defend myself."

"Oh?" Dumbledore said in surprise, "What do you have to say?"

"Professor Dumbledore," Tiera said obediently, "Can you please clear this room? I have something to say to Mrs. Maxim and Mr. Karkaroff."

"You want to persuade us to allow you to wear your prosthesis?" Mrs. Maxim said disdainfully.

"Hmph." Karkaroff agreed and snorted, "Don't bother, we can't change our decision. If you have anything to say, just say it here."

"Since you ask so." Tiera bowed slightly slyly, and then faced Mrs. Maxim——

"If I'm not mistaken, Madame Maxime should be a half-giant." Tiera smiled and said in French——

Tiera learned a little bit of French from Nicoreme's collection of books in Nicoreme's alchemy hut.

"What nonsense are you talking about! You damn little brat!" Madame Maxime's face suddenly changed and she yelled back in French, "How dare you spread rumors and slander me!"

"You and I know better than anyone else whether you are being slandered or not." Tiera smiled evilly, "With your unusually large height, it's not easy to climb to your current position, isn't it?"

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Maxim finally showed a hint of wavering.

After Tiera finished speaking, Dumbledore, Nico Flamel, Madam Rosier, Professor McGonagall, Fleur Delacour and Barty Crouch all looked at Tiera involuntarily——

They all seemed to have guessed what Tiera was going to say next.

Karkaroff, Snape and Ludo Bagman, who did not understand French, looked at everyone with blank faces, hoping that someone could explain themselves.

"You must know that my adoptive father is Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, the number one writer in the British wizarding world." Tiera said, "You think... if there is a little mention in my father's books... The headmistress of Beauxbatons... Madame Maxime is a half-giant... what kind of repercussions will there be?"

"How dare you!" Madame Maxime roared with stern expression.

"Or..." Tiera smiled innocently and said, "All our warriors have to be interviewed by the Daily Prophet. Anyway, I might not even survive the first project without prosthetic limbs, so I can Just say whatever you have to say.”

Mrs. Maxim pursed her lips and stared at Tiera with a sinking face.

"Don't be too stiff, Mrs. Maxim." Tiera said with a smile, "I don't want to win the game, I just want to save my life. There is no need for you to be so harsh on me, or are you so unconfident? , do you think Miss Fleur Delacour is a vase? That makes you have to take this step against a fourteen-year-old wizard?"

After Mrs. Maxim stared at Tiera fiercely for a while—

"Okay." Mrs. Maxim said fiercely in English, "I agree that Tiera will compete with her prosthetic limbs."

"This would be a wise decision." Tiera smiled politely.

"But I have a condition." Mrs. Maxim added, "Your prosthetic limb must be inspected and cursed by every referee on our referee team before it can be taken on the field. This ensures that your prosthetic limb only has the most basic limb functions. Contains no other magic."

"No problem, Madam Maxime, this is what it should be." Tiera said, "As you wish to check -"

Can you find a spell that I can't break and I'll lose?

"Maxim agrees with one vote, and Crouch agrees with one vote." Karkaroff said with a grin, "This is only half, you must be more than half, between me and Bagman, which one are you going to persuade?"

"I'm not easily threatened." Although Karkaroff didn't understand French, he could guess a little bit from Mrs. Maxim's expression and movements.

"Oh..." Tiera raised her eyebrows and smiled——

Suddenly, Karkaroff felt a pain in his left arm, as painful as a red-hot iron imprinting on his hand——

Karkaroff hadn't felt this way since Voldemort's death.

Karkaroff felt that he lost control of his left arm, slowly raised it, and pinched his neck.

It's cold all around, and there seems to be waves of dark wind blowing -

Karkaroff looked at Tiera with difficulty.

In Karkaroff's field of vision, a tall human-shaped shadow gradually appeared behind Tiera -

The figure had a face as pale and ferocious as a snake, with blood-red eyes that seemed to be forever filled with blood.

His hands were like big pale spiders, slender and thin, resting on Tiera's shoulders.

He was wearing a black mist-like robe.

The figure smiled ferociously at Karkaroff and made a hissing, hoarse voice——

"Karkaroff..." the figure said.

"I agree! I agree!" Karkaroff almost shouted, "I agree that Tiera will compete with prosthetics!"

Everyone around looked at Karkaroff in surprise——

Karkaroff also reacted as if he had just woken up from a dream, and looked around——

There is no shadow of Voldemort around.

Because I'm quite busy today, I have to put the second update in the afternoon.

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