Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Madam Pomfrey wanted Harry to stay in the hospital until the weekend.

Harry neither argued with her nor complained, but lay obediently on the bed——

But Harry immediately regretted it.

Because on his first night in the hospital, "Tiera" sneaked out for a walk—

It wasn't until Dumbledore came to the school hospital to see him that "Tiera" reappeared with guilt and uneasy eyes.

"Harry...are you feeling better?"

"Tiera" asked cautiously.

"Well...I'm much better." Harry said softly, "It's a pity that my Nimbus 2000 is a little bit."

When Dumbledore came to see him yesterday, he brought along Harry's Nimbus 2000, which had been beaten to pieces by the Whomping Willow.

It was the broomstick that Professor McGonagall gave Harry in the first grade, and it accompanied him for three years—

"Don't worry, Harry."

"Tierra" said, "You will definitely get better..."

"Tiera" talked with Harry for a while, and put the candies and drinks bought a few days ago to celebrate Harry's Quidditch victory next to Harry's hospital bed, and then quietly Yes, leaving without alarming anyone—

After "Tiera" left, Harry felt a little bored. After eating a little candy, he turned around and fell asleep slowly.

After Harry fell asleep, there was a rustling sound from the dispensing room of the school hospital.

"You stepped on the hem of my skirt, Albus." Professor McGonagall tugged on his skirt, then tiptoed out of the dispensing room with the skirt in hand, and turned back excitedly, "It's true!"

"Keep your voice down, Minerva." Dumbledore followed behind, holding up his skirt, "Don't wake up little Harry."

"Okay." Professor McGonagall said, and then quietly walked out of the school hospital with Dumbledore one by one, holding up the hem of her skirt.

"What did you talk about that day?" Mag asked as he walked, "Little Tierra has been avoiding you since that day."

"Oh...it's nothing." Dumbledore said, "Just some this, some that...and then persuade him to embrace his talent and accept his abilities."

"Embracing talent?" Professor McGonagall said in amazement, looking at Dumbledore with an expression of "Have you lost your mind?" "What do you think? You are not afraid..."

"Aren't you afraid that little Tierra will really become him?" Professor McGonagall whispered.

"It's not a question of fear, Minerva." Dumbledore said helplessly, "From the time he made the first prophecy, his fate has been doomed. Sooner or later he will walk on that path. A hard, scary and betrayal road."

"Tierra is a precocious child, and he has a talent for prophecy," said Dumbledore.

"Yeah, the talent of prophecy..." Dumbledore sighed, "What an enviable talent, time means nothing to them, knowledge is at their fingertips, but at the same time, he is also more likely to come into contact with those dark things." , the truth that exudes a rancid smell.”

"Those truths are so ugly that they are enough to twist the mind of any normal person." Dumbledore said, "Tierra must either join them, or rise up to resist with the most violent means."

"Then you can't help him block this talent? Let him live and grow up like a normal child." Professor McGonagall said.

"I can't do it." Dumbledore said helplessly, "This talent is innate, along with his own magic power, we can't block it, we can only help him suppress it, but suppression is not the best choice— —

"This kind of talent represents the essential attribute of Tierra's magical power, just like letting a wizard child suppress his magical talent, it will bring huge disasters to himself and the entire wizarding society."

"So we can only lead...so we must lead..." Professor McGonagall said.

"Yes, and the sooner the better, so that at least...we can help him when he comes into contact with those dark truths." Dumbledore said slightly seriously, "but now our little Tierra refuses to talk to me. Contact...maybe...maybe my wording was too intense that day..."

Professor McGonagall squinted at Dumbledore, moved his lips, but said nothing.

At the same time, Tierra quickly found the Zug tribe living in the Enchanted Forest. With her superb conversation skills and a small piece of Peter Pettigrew's spiritual body, Tierra met the Zug tribe living in the forest. Ge tribes exchanged their specialty, moonlight wine——

Cutting off a piece of spiritual matter from Pettigrew's spiritual body will not make Pettigrew of the spiritual body lack anything, it will only make his spiritual body shrink a little.

After the elders of the Zug tribe enjoyed the small piece of Peter Pettigrew's spiritual dimension body, Tierra took advantage of the situation and hoped that the young Zug of the Zug tribe could lead him to the city of Ulthar outside the Enchanted Forest .

The elders of the Zug tribe agreed.

Led by other young Zugs of the Zug tribe, Tierra headed towards the edge of the Enchanted Forest——

The surrounding huge oak trees are becoming more and more sparse, and some dead or dying trees stand upright among the unnaturally dense mushrooms, mud and rotting oak that has fallen.

They turned a corner at a large slab of stone to which a three-foot-wide iron ring was attached, bypassed the place, and walked for several hours—

Gradually, Tierra saw the shimmering sky, the huge plain down the river, and the thick smoke from the farmhouse in the distance——

On the left and right sides of the farmhouse are fences, cultivated fields and roofs of thatched huts. Tierra seems to have come from a terrifying and deep forest to a peaceful and peaceful village.

The Zugs followed to the edge of the Enchanted Forest and returned to their tribe. Only a few bold Zugs continued to follow behind Tierra. They seemed to want to take another bite of the fresh spirit body of Peter Pettigrew. meat, or want to see more legendary stories, which can be told to their juniors when they are old.

Tierra ignored Zug hidden in the grass, low bushes or dense leaves around him, and the "buzzing" wing-beating sound from inside, and walked towards the nearest farmhouse on the edge of the forest——

It seems to be morning now, and the farmer, no different from ordinary human beings, is really busy forking the straw, and his wife is really cooking the morning.

Before getting close to the farmhouse, Tierra transformed the bright red "parasite" into an inconspicuous gray robe, and conveniently broke off a branch that was about the same height as herself from the dead wood in the Enchanted Forest as a stick, pretending to be a lost Traveler——

"Good sir." Tierra said, "I'm a lost traveler, can you tell me the way to Uzza?"

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