Sirius was devastated...
In other words, he left Dumbledore's office without a trace of consciousness.
Sirius couldn't believe why Dumbledore, who was once kind, gentle, and as compassionate as a Virgin, seemed to be a different person today, suddenly showing such a tough and indifferent attitude towards life.
If he hadn't known that it was absolutely impossible, Sirius would have suspected that Dumbledore sitting on the other side of the principal's desk today was Tiera impersonating him.
...
At the same time, after Sirius left the principal's office, Dumbledore sitting behind the desk slowly dispersed like a phantom and quicksand, revealing the image of Tiera herself.
"Sirius is gone."
Tiera stretched out the fingers of her right hand and gently pressed them in the air.
A cluster of bright orange flames burned on the white bone at his fingertips.
Tiera's voice spread far and wide, reaching the real Dumbledore.
"It took quite a long time."
Dumbledore's old voice came from the other end of the flame.
"Sirius is indeed much more stubborn than the average person." Tiera said, "When will you come back?"
"Oh... Tiera, I don't plan to come back soon." Dumbledore on the other side of the flame said, "I'm old, too tired, just like you said, I'm going to die. ... Before I die, I still want to take a good look at the world... I have been besieged in the lonely fortress of Hogwarts for more than half a century, I want to Go out for a walk, see the beauty of the world, see the ugliness of the world, see my elders, see my descendants... Of course, I must also see my future grave in advance. "
"Principal Dumbledore..." Tiera said solemnly, "You know, I have countless ways to extend your life without any side effects..."
"Thank you, but no need." Dumbledore replied with a smile, "It is not you who can determine the length of my life, but myself."
"Our life... is always the sum of a period of time... How to reasonably accompany this sum of time, use it effectively, and whether we will regret it after using it... is the test. The only criterion for whether a person's life is worth living and whether it is reasonable." Dumbledore's old voice came from the other side of the flame, "When I was young, I was always happy with this, but now... ..I no longer have the mood and pleasure to control my time..."
"Although you have done many things like this, I still want to thank you, Tiera." Dumbledore said calmly, "Although your purpose is not pure, you took the initiative to take over the responsibility that has been suppressing my shoulders. burden."
"This is my honor and my responsibility." Tiera said calmly, "As you said, with great ability comes great responsibility."
"You are still fulfilling the long-cherished wish that Gellert and I failed to realize when we were young..." Dumbledore said after sighing, "This ideal... is too heavy... ..."
"I feel guilty for the death of my sister when I was young... and I feel guilty for not keeping my promise in the end and working with Gellert to transform the wizarding world." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "In After Gellert took the wrong path, he could no longer turn back...so I could only stop him and defeat him..."
"I've been thinking a lot lately...if I hadn't backed down because of Arianna's death, but had gone to stop Grindelwald...at least to persuade him to change his extreme views. ...Would the final result be much better?" Dumbledore said.
"This is the weirdness of fate." Tiera said, "The flow of history will not be changed by individual will."
Of course Tiera knew the result.
There was no way the experimenter at that inexplicable height would let this happen.
But it was impossible for Tiera to say it clearly, so she had no choice but to say something ambiguous.
"Yeah, the twists of fate..." Dumbledore said with a sigh.
...
"Harry!"
In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Harry was playing wizard cards with Ron when he suddenly heard a familiar cry.
Harry followed the voice and forgot about it——
"Sirius!" Harry put the cards on the dining table in surprise and ran over.
"How did you come?"
Harry first gave Sirius a big hug.
At the same time, Ron, who was sitting in his seat, took the opportunity to look at Harry's hand of cards on the table.
It happened to be lunch break now, and most of the young wizards chose to use their lunch break to sleep or rest in their dormitories because of their heavy workload due to Tiera's reforms.
Only a small number of students——
For example, Hermione is diligently writing and doing arithmetic calculations, Harry is helped by the Half-Blood Prince's "Advanced Potions Tutorial", and Ron, who has nothing to do, chooses to stay in the auditorium during lunch break, studying or relaxing.
"Sirius!" Hermione also put down the pen and calculation problems in her hand, walked over, and greeted politely.
"Oh, Harry, I came to Hogwarts today to discuss something with Dumbledore, and I came to see you by the way." Sirius gently touched Harry's head, "Are you still used to school life? Curriculum study Are you okay?"
"Okay, good, all good." Harry replied excitedly.
With that said, Harry pulled Sirius to his seat.
"How was your... talk with Dumbledore?" Harry asked nervously.
Harry was extremely afraid that Sirius and Dumbledore's conversation would make Tiera's situation take a turn for the worse.
"Not good...Dumbledore seems to be very supportive of Tiera's plan..." Sirius then changed the subject and asked seriously, "Tiera's dark magic You didn’t study the lesson, did you?”
"I, I, I..." Harry suddenly became nervous, and finally lowered his head and said, "I chose..."
"What?" Sirius was shocked, "Didn't I tell you that you should never take the Dark Arts class?"
"But...but..." Harry said almost sadly, "But if I don't choose Tiera's Dark Arts class...then I have to choose Snape. Defense Against the Dark Arts course..."
"Ah..." Sirius didn't expect that the environment Harry faced was so difficult, and he fell into deep thought for a moment.
"If that's the case... if that's the case..." Sirius said, "choosing Tiera's dark magic class... doesn't seem to be something incomprehensible... ..”
Harry was about to breathe a huge sigh of relief.
"But Harry, you must promise me -" Sirius said suddenly.
"Wha, what?" Harry seemed startled by the serious expression on Sirius' face.
"It's okay to learn the principles of black magic, but you must not use those black magic yourself!" Sirius said.
"Oh oh oh, okay, okay." Harry agreed nonchalantly, "Sirius, don't worry, I will never use dark magic!"
Just when Sirius and Harry were talking happily.
Snape strode over with his bat-like cloak——
