Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Sitting at the window seats in Wave's Garden, Tiera and Jeffrey were admiring the unique decoration style of the restaurant while waiting for their food orders.

"You said there are other people in the Wizarding Alliance who also have deep diver blood?" Jeffrey asked in surprise.

Tiera nodded, "Yes, besides you, there are about a dozen wizards who have deep diver blood. But most of them refused."

Tiera's answer made Jeffrey feel a little relieved -

At least he wasn't the only wizard with that lineage anymore.

"Some of them haven't even persisted to the point where I need to draw a line for them. They flinched when they heard that they might turn into the terrifying appearance of the deep divers in the future." Tiera replied, "I'm not Tyrant, of course I respect their choice. If they don't want to, I'll treat them to a casual meal and then take them back to Hogwarts."

"Oh yes, and it's also a one-day business trip allowance." Tiera added.

"And you don't have to worry. If I find other wizards with deep diver blood in the future, I will also bring them here. If they are willing to stay, they will receive the same treatment as you and serve as your assistants. Matters of alliance with the Deep Divers."

"So...Mr. Tiera, when will we set off to find the Deep Ones?" Jeffrey asked.

"Don't worry, we don't have to look for the deep divers. We just need to wait and let the deep divers come to you." Tiera said.

"The truth is that, but can you go back to the deep sea where the deep divers live...erroneously speaking...can you go back to the deep sea where the deep divers live... .." Tiera said helplessly, "The leaders of the deep divers are Father God Xiaogun and his consort Mother Goddess Hydra. These are two divine creatures at the same level as you. In the future, Retreating into our territory or our tribe's territory without our permission is tantamount to declaring war on us, especially since there is still a tiny Cthulhu sleeping somewhere in the deep sea. This is a tiny old ruler. You don't You are willing to contact me now."

"Coming to find you?" Tu Ziyi asked understandingly, "According to the current situation, shouldn't the sooner you find us, the worse it will be?"

"Please enjoy your dinner!" the brown-haired waiter said in a depressed voice.

"We will use some delicious fish that only live in the deep sea to trade these plastics with humans." Tiera explained, "But the time of our transaction cannot be determined, and apart from that, the only thing we can do is rarely What interests us...is not him, our hybrid ancestors with humans.”

"That's why you brought him here." Tiera said, "The deep divers will easily come down to the shore. We have little interest in everything on land, except for ugly and attractive men, precious metals, and industry. Muggles made these plastics before the revolution."

Tiera temporarily shut her mouth.

"Thank you." Tiera took out a seventy-denomination pound from her pocket and put it under the waiter's empty tray. "I wish him a good day."

"That's why you brought him here."

"Thank him, sir, thank him!" The waiter left even more proudly.

At that time, our dishes were delivered to the table one by one.