Harry Potter and the Old Ones

After a brief introduction to Hermione, or a brief summary of the Tarot Society's organization, responsibilities, and general future direction, Tiera opened several light doors and returned Dobby and Slytherin. There were "Gilderoy Lockhart" sent off separately.

Then he politely took Hermione's hand and walked into a light door, but before walking into the light door——

"Wait a minute." Tiera stopped, then gently brushed Hermione's shoulders and the wizard hat behind her back with her hand, "There was a bug stuck on your hat just now, I helped you brush it off. "

After saying that, Tiera reached over Hermione's shoulder and sneered at the unattended place behind Hermione from an angle that Hermione couldn't see. She looked at the green-shelled beetle that fell on the ground with cold eyes, and then pulled Hermione. He quickly turned around and left the "Inheriter" without looking back.

A dark green beetle was left in the vast, deserted and lonely library——

Rita Skeeta has no more use to Tiera except for genetic experiments.

In fact, Tiera was able to catch Rita Skeeta every time she sneaked into Hogwarts this semester, but Tiera left her alone to survive until now——

Just so she could finish that report on the Christmas dinner.

Now that the report is out, Tiera has no reason to leave Rita Skeeta wandering around outside.

After he and Hermione opened the light door and walked out, the outside was not Hogwarts, but a bustling, ancient street with a unique architectural style.

Restaurants and vegetable stalls are crowded on both sides of the street. It is lunch time now, and countless people with black hair and eyes like Tiera are entering and exiting these shops like busy ants.

"This is..." Hermione looked at Tiera in confusion.

"Chinatown is located in London." Tiera smiled and said, "It took a long time to get out, but it would be a waste to just go back, wouldn't it?"

"This is London?" Hermione looked around in surprise, "Did you use space magic to bring me here?"

"Yes." Tiera said, "I remember your home is in London, right?"

"Yeah," Hermione replied.

"Okay." Tiera said, "Let's go, Hermione. I'm a little tired of the school food. I'll take you out to eat some authentic Chinese food. Then I'll take you home. You don't have anything to eat this Christmas." You must miss your parents very much when you go home, right?"

"Yes!" Hermione said excitedly, "Thank you! Thank you, Tiera!"

"No, this is what I should do." Tiera waved her hand and said, "You haven't seen your parents for so long. It's time for you to go home and take a look."

"Everyone should go home and take a look." Tiera then said, "I should also go home and take a look..."

…

At the same time, while Tiera and Hermione were strolling through London's Chinatown looking for a restaurant, on the other side, Sirius Black finally wiped out most of the food that Harry and Ron had brought over. He sat on the ground, energetic and haha. Leigh and Ron were talking about something else -

"This whole thing is... separated!" Sirius said because he ate too quickly. Suddenly he burped, which made his old face turn red. He covered his mouth in embarrassment, then patted his chest. After he felt that his breathing was a little smoother, he continued:

"Harry, I had to come in person. That last letter of yours... at least, we can say that things are getting more and more suspicious."

Sirius Black said worriedly.

"What if they catch you? What if you're discovered?"

"Around here, only you and Dumbledore know that I am an Animagus." Sirius shrugged, picked up another chicken drumstick, and continued to eat. "And it started when you entered the competition. It just always had a weird feeling.”

"What weird feeling?" Harry asked in confusion.

Sirius did not speak, but continued to chew on the chicken leg with one hand. The other hand reached into his thin leather jacket, and then took out several copies of the "Daily Prophet" from inside, which were single sheets of newspapers.

Harry picked up these newspapers and just glanced at them for a few times, when he suddenly felt his face getting hot——

Above these newspapers is the last part of Rita Skeeta's headline story.

Rita Skeeta didn't know where she got the news about Tiera traveling with her in the Black Lake. She described it in the latest issue of the "Daily Prophet" and painted herself as a stupid person. Fool, portraying Tiera as a scheming male slut——

It's just that because of Tiera's superb magic skills and his usual powerful force, the small Slytherin group headed by Malfoy did not appear in Potions class or elsewhere in Hogwarts. He was sarcastic to himself and Tiera.

Harry was a little confused about the significance of Sirius taking out this newspaper at this time. Could it be because Sirius was dissatisfied that he and Tiera were too close?

"Barty Crouch is sick." After Sirius finished eating the chicken legs in his hand, he threw the bones to Buckbeak. Buckbeak took the chicken bones and began to "crunch" them, "And Bertha Jorkins has not been found.”

After speaking, Sirius Black tapped a small section on the second newspaper with his hand.

It was only then that Harry noticed that in the newspaper in his hand, in addition to the gossip about himself and Tiera that took up several large pages, there was also a piece of news that only took up half of the newspaper -

"Barty Crouch is strangely ill"

Harry glanced quickly at the article about Crouch. Some fragments of words caught his eye: He had not been seen since November... The home seemed uninhabited... St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Maladies refused to comment... The Ministry of Magic refused to confirm the rumors that he was terminally ill...

"They sounded like he was dying," Harry said slowly after he had finished reading.

"My brother is Patsy...you don't seem to have seen him. He is Crouch's personal assistant," Ron told Sirius. "He said Crouch was overworked and sick from overwork."

"Sick from overwork?" Sirius raised his eyebrows and said, "No, this is unlikely."

"Since that incident, he no longer has much power in his hands." Sirius said, "Originally, he was still in charge of some Aurors, but since the incident about the Dark Lord's Mark at the World Cup, Connelly Fudge relieved him of his command over the Aurors on the grounds of poor supervision, drove him to the International Magical Exchange Department, and made him responsible for the Triwizard Tournament."

"As for the Triwizard Tournament, Ludo Bagman can handle this matter by himself. He can't be too busy with anything." Sirius Black said, "Fudge can't let him have anything in his hands either." Too much to keep busy.”

"So I suspect that he may not be sick, but be cursed." Sirius said, and then looked at Harry, "Harry, you said that you felt that someone was going to work against you in the game."

"I suspect that Barty Crouch's illness at this time was probably intentional."

I’m really sorry everyone, I’m really busy today, so the update is a bit late. I’ll post the thanks tomorrow.