Harry Potter and the Old Ones Chapter 592

"Well, this is my final decision. If any of you don't obey the goalkeeper's command, I will cast a curse on him!" Harry roared forcefully, trying to pretend to be fierce.

Katie, Robbins, Ginny, and dropout Avjegrunya, who are now on the team, watched from the stands to watch the final selection of their players.

Harry deliberately put the goalkeeper test last, thinking that a somewhat empty field and less pressure would be better for them to play.

But unfortunately, all the unsuccessful contestants and some little wizards who finished the class joined the crowd, making the audience more and more numerous.

The crowd booed and jeered as each goalkeeper flew towards the goal.

Harry glanced at Ron, Harry knew he would be constantly nervous.

Harry had hoped the victory in the last game of last term had cured him, but apparently it didn't—

Ron was pale and trembling, and Ron wasn't as nervous as he looked when they faced Voldemort a few months ago.

None of the first five players saved more than two free throws, and to Harry's great disappointment, McClain saved four out of five.

On the last ball, he looked in the wrong direction completely, the crowd booed and laughed, McLun gnashed his teeth and landed back to the ground.

By the time Ron came on, he looked like he was going to pass out.

"Good luck!" shouted a voice in the crowd.

Harry looked around and saw Lavender Brown with shaggy hair in the stands.

He was embarrassed and wanted to bury his head in his hands, but as a captain he should have been more capable, so he looked up at Ron.

But obviously his worries are superfluous——

Ron saved a ball, two, three, four, five!

Harry was happy, trying not to join the cheering crowd. He looked back to tell McClain that it was a pity that Ron had beaten him.

But found McClain blushing, which made Harry give up his plan to comfort him, and hurried over to join the crowd celebrating Ron.

"Speaking of..." Inside the Slytherin Chamber, Horace Slughorn, who was familiar with the process of refining the Philosopher's Stone with Tiera, suddenly raised his head and asked suspiciously, "I remember that today it seems to be Gran The selection test for the Findor Quidditch team... don't you need to take it?"

"Why should I participate?" Tiera asked rhetorically.

"Uh...because, because, because...forget it, it's okay..." Horace Slughorn said falteringly, then lowered his head and continued to read He picked up the alchemy notes that Tiera gave.

"What you are wondering is that Harry and I are good friends, and at this time, whether it is for the purpose of supporting Harry or for the purpose of further tying up with Harry, I should appear on the Quidditch pitch, even if I Don't care about Quidditch, or don't know Quidditch at all." Tiera said indifferently.

"Well... yes, that's what I meant..." said Horace Slughorn.

"And you think that's what a mature politician should do," Tiera added. "You shouldn't pass up any opportunity to show yourself and make a name for yourself."

Horace Slughorn nodded again.

"Oh, Professor Slughorn, it's just an appearance," Tiera said with a smile. "There's only one aspect to a politician's true influence—"

"His control over the military, politics and economics," Tiera said. "When he does this, whether he is on show or not, it will not change his influence. More precisely, when he does Everything will be right. If he upholds diplomatic rhetoric, then everyone will say that he is gentle and polite, that he is knowledgeable and polite, that he is highly qualified and cultivated; if he is full of vulgar words, then everyone will think that he is He is straight, genuine, not hypocritical."

"And if you put it on a wizard, then the so-called military, political and economic control means power." Tiera said, "or we go further, superb magic power, superb magic skills, profound magic Knowledge."

"I have all these." Tiera shrugged and said, "Power will naturally come to me."

Horace Slughorn gave Tiera a weird look after hearing this—

"Sometimes...I almost forget you're only a sixteen-year-old..." Horace Slughorn said unnaturally, "More often you let me Reminds me of Vol...Tom Riddle..."

Tiera smiled and said nothing.

Tiera does not deny that he hurt a lot of lives and changed the fate of many original characters in the process of planning the layout and grabbing power, but Tiera has no regrets.

Whether it is said that his self-positioning is clear, or that he is indifferent and inhuman, in fact, from the very beginning, Tiera has always had a faint sense of alienation and fear after coming to this world——

Just like the uncanny valley theory, humans will have a cliff-like drop in their favorability when the robot reaches the level of "closer to humans", and humans will have an uncontrollable fear of some species and images that are similar to humans but are significantly different from humans. emotions, such as clowns, orcs, zombies, overly anthropomorphic robots, etc.

This is how Tiera felt when she first came to this world—

This world is very similar to his original world, but under a similar background, it is very different from his original world. This difference is far beyond Tiera's imagination and logic. Horrible nightmares don't dream of this difference either.

This made the whole world feel like an oversized uncanny valley for Tiera.

Tiera is in this world, like in a short-lived and peaceful horror game, on the one hand he hates this world, he is afraid of everything in this world, but at the same time has to rely on those who bring him. Terrifying knowledge has to survive in this world.

So it was like he was clearing a horror game~www.mtlnovel.com~ without any scruples or psychological burden, he used his tragic life experience to make a lot of money from Harry, and used Hagrid's sympathy to steal the Philosopher's Stone from him. , Going back and killing the unicorn, harming the Malfoy family, controlling Dobby with personality, using Gilderoy Lockhart as a living sacrifice, and jumping repeatedly on Dumbledore's bottom line...

Because these behaviors are in Tiera's eyes, and when playing P Club games, they choose a dictatorship system in order to get a relatively large advantage or benefit in the game, and regularly release floods in order to maintain the vitality of the city...

Because only these actions can give Tiera a sense of security.

But at the same time, when putting herself in their shoes, Tiera would unconsciously regard them as real living beings, being paradoxically polite to everyone, carefully helping Harry avoid all tragedies, and sharing with Hermione Own knowledge and magical skills to create a perfect and dreamy Christmas Eve for Dumbledore...

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