Harry Potter and the Old Ones

After getting Tiera's approval, Jonathan Hadley immediately contacted the other cars in the convoy through the intercom, and adjusted the convoy's driving direction through the navigation, heading towards the George Crater.

Their convoy drove in this yellow sand, and the tires left shallow marks on the sand. There was silence all around. Only the wind blowing through the desert made a faint whistling sound and the roar of the convoy passing by.

As they got closer and closer to George Crater, a thin layer of dust gradually floated in the sky, blocking the blazing sunlight and making the whole world look bleak.

Tiera was sitting in the back seat of the jeep, her eyes half-open and half-closed, as if she was dozing.

But the expression of Jonathan Hadley, who was sitting next to Tiera, was completely opposite. He was extremely excited and was talking quickly with the geologists and climatologists from other teams, but because he was afraid of making a noise, They tried to lower their voices as much as possible to see their big benefactor.

The convoy continued towards George Crater.

The yellow sand in the desert rose up as the convoy drove, forming a golden dust wave. From a distance, it looked like a flowing golden river.

Although Tiera closed her eyes, she didn't seem to have really fallen asleep. There was a smile on his face——

If Harry, Hermione, or anyone else familiar with Tiera were here, they would definitely recognize that this was Tiera's evil smile before she was about to do something bad.

But at this moment, Jonathan Hadley was completely carried away by excitement and excitement. He nervously adjusted the speed and direction of the vehicle to ensure that the team could reach its destination smoothly.

As the convoy gradually approached George Crater, the desert scene began to become more desolate and mysterious.

Sand and dust as thick as a thin mask floated in the air, blocking the blazing sunlight and casting everything around in a hazy yellow.

Their visibility is drastically reduced.

In this environment, Honerson had to direct the convoy to move forward more carefully to avoid accidents due to poor visibility.

He adjusted the team's route from time to time to ensure that it could choose the safest and smoothest path forward.

When the convoy approached the edge of George Crater, due to the heavy sand and dust, the visibility was too low. At this time, the convoy's traveling speed could already be described as a turtle speed. Then it turned to Tiera and said with some sincerity: "We are almost there. Mr. Lockhart."

"Yes, but due to weather conditions, we may need to walk for a while before we can actually enter the crater area."

"It's okay, we can just chat." Then Tiera pretended to be curious and asked, "Is the weather here always so bad?"

"Ah, yes, Mr. Lockhart," answered Honerson, "There are often unseasonal sandstorms like this here."

"Have you found the cause?" Tiera asked again.

"Not yet," Honerson replied, "This is also the purpose of our coming here, isn't it? To explore the reasons for the formation of sandstorms here."

"Yeah" Tiera nodded, "What do you think the reason might be?"

"It should be due to geomagnetic disorder and the fact that the sand here contains iron ore or magnetism. In short, we have to conduct sampling to confirm it specifically."

"Geomagnetic disorder?" Tiera muttered, then shook her head, "No, no, this is caused by the remnants of black magic."

"Remaining black magic?" Jonathan Hadley was stunned for a moment, and then rolled his eyes in his heart.

"This meteorite hit the earth 140 million years ago." Tiera pretended not to hear what Jonathan Hadley complained about herself in her heart, and continued, "But before this meteorite hit the earth, it once Passed by the ST-2397 star field and had friction with a dark planet recorded in the "Book of Marcus".

"Oh Book of Marcus. Dark Planet." Jonathan Hadley began to draw a long note and tried his best to suppress the urge to roll his eyes.

"The planet is called Eris, a planet full of mystery and darkness, shrouded in dense fog and dark shadows. The surface of the planet is covered with strange terrains, such as twisted rocks, treacherous deep valleys and hidden caves. Many of these places hide unknown dangers and unpredictable forces. "Tiera didn't care about Jonathan Hadley's contemptuous attitude, but continued to introduce, "The climate on the planet Eris is extremely cold, and the sky is always shrouded in a hazy black mist. Few can penetrate this layer of black mist, making the boundaries between day and night blurry. "

"On this planet, there lives a great god who, in our human pronunciation, is called the Old Dominator of Ilmes." Tiera introduced.

"Oh, the Old Ones." Jonathan Hadley's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he could hardly restrain his urge to roll his eyes.

But then I thought about it——

This financial financier is a bit arrogant, and he believes extremely firmly in the so-called black magic and those unimaginable and unimaginable outside gods and old gods, but he gives money generously!

A direct investment of 800,000 pounds was made in the initial stage, and additional funds were promised in the future.

Looking at it this way, Gilderoy Lockhart is really a good investor.

Just being a bit arrogant can even be considered part of his charm, after all.

Such a talkative person would not steal one of his own works!

I won’t steal one of my own students’ works!

"This unique climate and environment provided the breeding ground for Ilmis's dark magic, allowing him to more easily manipulate fear and hallucinations, further strengthening his dominance on this planet." Tiera continued He said, then looked at Jonathan Hadley and found that he was trying to suppress the urge to roll his eyes.

"You don't believe it, right?" Tiera asked.

"Ah? What? No. Not really." Jonathan Hadley quickly reached out and rubbed his eyelids and said, "I just... I just didn't sleep well last night. My eyelids were a little nervous."

However, what Jonathan Hadley was thinking at this time was: Only a ghost can believe it!

"That's it." Tiera didn't expose him, but just nodded lightly.

"Then let's continue?" Tiera asked politely.

"Please tell me, I'm very interested in your story." After all, Jonathan Hadley still couldn't take off his gown, and he couldn't let go of his three views and scientific attitude that he had adhered to for more than forty years.

"That's what I'm worried about." Tiera frowned slightly, showing a worried look.