After Dumbledore made a crude coffin for Tiera, he left him in the headmaster's office and hurried out.

But not long after Dumbledore left—

"Squeak—"

The coffin lid was pushed open a slit from the inside.

But the people inside seemed to be exhausted. After resting for a while, they pushed the lid of the coffin completely open, and hit the ground of the principal's office with a thump.

The marionette-like Tiera sat up from the coffin, and then crawled out uncoordinated—

"Hehe..." Tiera smiled, "Coffin, coffin, promotion and fortune."

After speaking, Tiera walked to the principal's desk step by step.

In the office, the pot exploded in an instant.

It was the wall that was covered with portraits of old school principals and school principals, and almost all of them cried out in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tsunami-like discussion.

But Tiera turned a deaf ear, sat on Dumbledore's office chair, leaned back on the back, and closed her eyes to rest.

"As expected..." Tiera closed her eyes and said with a smile.

About half an hour later, Tiera heard the door open, opened her eyes, and glanced at the wall clock hanging on the wall of the principal's office—

"Nine forty-seven"

Too late... Tiera thought to herself.

Dumbledore walked in and saw Tiera in the office chair at a glance.

Dumbledore was obviously taken aback, and was stunned in place.

"You should be dead." Dumbledore forced himself to calm down and said, "You must be dead, I can be 100% sure of this, you must be Tiera, you must be dead, I will check I've done it many times, and it's definitely not wrong."

"Yes, I'm dead." Tiera grinned dryly, "It's Tiera who died, and I can assure you of this, it's not Tiera's Horcrux, it's not the one who drank it. The other person who turned into Tiera is Tierra, the one and only Tierra."

"How did you do it?" Dumbledore asked. "How did you survive?"

"I'm dead," Tiera said, "I'm dead, but..."

"At the end of the third grade, I converted myself into a 'demon'." Tiera said, "As you must know, the devil..."

"Demon can temporarily possess dead objects and corpses, and give them the characteristics of life for a short time." Dumbledore said calmly, "Yes, I know."

"Sit down, Professor Dumbledore." Tiera said weakly, "I know you have a lot of questions, why don't you sit down and let's talk slowly? As usual, you pour me a cup of tea and ask for a few minutes. Dessert, if there is anything you don't understand, say it all, tonight...I know everything..."

Dumbledore gave Tiera a cold look—

Then he sat silently across from him.

"The ritual of converting demons is a high-level large-scale ritual magic. You alone, or a few people, can't complete it. Who or who is helping you?" Dumbledore asked, "As long as the magic is strong enough, a few Just a few people."

"You mean Gilderoy Lockhart?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"I mean Salazar Slytherin," Tiera said.

"That Salazar Slytherin?" Dumbledore asked suspiciously.

"It's that Salazar Slytherin." Tiera nodded and said, "He turned himself into a basilisk when he was studying flesh magic experiments more than a thousand years ago, and then he lived in Hogwar all the time. Now in the underground chamber. Knowing that our organization found him and helped him regain some of his sanity."

"Then the second-year attack..." Dumbledore asked again.

"It's just a smoke bomb," Tiera said. "At that time, we had already found a way to briefly transform Salazar Slytherin back into human form, didn't you realize that all the students were petrified rather than killed outright. ?"

"What is your real purpose?"

"At that time, it was to refine two ladders for the incarnation ceremony, a book and a robe." Tiera paused for a while, then said, "The book's name is 'The Inheritor' because Voldemort's Horcrux, Tom Riddle's diary was made from raw materials, and the robe named 'Parasite' was made from Gilderoy Lockhart and another of Voldemort's Horcruxes, Ravenclaw's crown."

"Gildello Lockhart?" Dumbledore said in surprise, "Then the Gilderoy Lockhart I saw before..."

"It's all disguised as 'parasites' by our different members," Tiera replied.

"You guys are so scary." Dumbledore's expression darkened instantly.

"This is a chaotic and terrifying universe." Tiera smiled weakly, "How can we choose? Either eat this person...or be eaten by some other monster... ..."

"The OuterGod." Tiera said softly.

"What is your ultimate goal?" Dumbledore asked.

"Protect the wizarding world," Tiera said.

"You want to start a terrorist revolution again?" Dumbledore asked unpleasantly.

"It's useless." Tiera shook her head, "Since Muggles invented the atomic bomb, the wizarding world has had no chance at all. If Mr. Grindelwald's revolution can succeed, the wizarding world may be able to compete with the Muggle world. It took a while, but now, soon, probably in less than ten years, Muggles will enter the information age again... Wizards have no chance."

"Then how are you going to protect?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's very simple, can't we still run if we can't fight?" Tiera said, "We're going to launch a god, it doesn't matter if Mr. Grindelwald is going to wander the stars and find another planet suitable for human habitation and survival. ."

Dumbledore looked at Tiera silently, as if acquiescing to the feasibility of this method.

"Three steps are needed to become a god. What is the other step you have?" Dumbledore asked again.

"'Crazy Walker', a staff, forged with my right arm, and another Horcrux of Voldemort, Slytherin's pendant," Tiera replied.

"Tom Riddle's diary, Ravenclaw's crown, Slytherin's pendant..." Dumbledore pondered, "So there are only four of Voldemort's Horcruxes left..."

"Nagini the serpent, Hufflepuff's gold cup, his mother's ring and..." Dumbledore paused, "and Harry."

"Harry is no longer a problem," Tiera said, then smiled weakly at Dumbledore.

"Because Voldemort used Harry's blood to resurrect?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes...Yes..." Tiera's eyelids began to roll uncontrollably, but her face was indeed excited, "I succeeded, Professor Dumbledore, I succeeded..."

"I found a way to destroy all of Voldemort's Horcruxes without hurting Harry..."

"From now on~lightnovelpub.net~ As long as Voldemort dares to be born to Harry...he will always kill only Voldemort's soul fragments in Harry!"

"Sigh..." Dumbledore first glanced at Tiera indifferently, and then sighed with a soothing expression, "Yes, yes, you succeeded..."

"Not only that... You have also done something I haven't done in the past ten years. Voldemort has seven Horcruxes, and you sentenced four of them to death..." Dumbledore smiled dryly. " Well done, Tierra, well done...you truly are our best student at Hogwarts for over a thousand years..."

"Then Tierra." Dumbledore suddenly asked with a straight face, "What do you want from me?"

"Don't be so nervous, Headmaster Dumbledore." Tiera said with a smile, "I just want a funeral..."

"Funeral?" Dumbledore asked suspiciously.

"Yes, the funeral... just tonight..." Tiera smiled weakly, "Whatever form... I hope that at twelve o'clock at midnight today, everyone within Hogwarts will be All can remember me, all can remember Tiera..."

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