Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 209 Target Determined

After Halloween, the first Quidditch match was approaching, but the weather was getting worse and worse. Under the supervision of Mrs. Hooch, the Gryffindor team trained bravely and worked harder than before.

Although his schoolwork and Quidditch training kept Harry extremely busy, Harry still felt that his life was extremely relaxed——

Because the Tiera from before is back, the Tiera who stood silently behind Harry and planned everything for Harry is back——

When Harry comes back from training on a cold rainy day, "Tiera" will hand him a towel, a bowl of hot soup and a bottle of anti-cold potion; when Harry is too busy training to take care of his homework, "Tiera"

"Yela" will take the initiative to help Harry complete——

Tiera would also cheer Harry up when he was nervous; she would accompany him and scold him when Snape made things difficult for him, instead of always trying to persuade Harry to calm down like before -

It was as if some kind of strange tacit understanding had been established between the two of them. There seemed to be no need for verbal communication between them. Harry often only needed one movement or one look to complete the communication with "Tierra".

Ra will prepare everything for Harry, just like Harry's strong backing——

This gave Harry a sense of belonging for the first time, as if he had found a backbone.

But after the last training session before Saturday's game, Harry came back from the Quidditch training ground disappointed.

"What's wrong? Harry."

"Tiera" promptly put a dry and warm towel on Harry.

"It's a competition." Harry said disappointedly, "We no longer compete with Slytherin, we have to compete with Hufflepuff. Our training in the previous week was all about Slytherin. I'm afraid..."

Although Draco Malfoy was unable to join the Slytherin Quidditch team in his second year because his family was cheated out of money by Tiera.

However, he still stood out in the Slytherin Seeker selection at the end of his second year. He successfully entered the Slytherin Quidditch team by relying on his own strength and donating a Nimbus 2000 to the Slytherin team.

Team.

But I didn’t expect that this new Seeker would lie in the hospital for a week before he started training——

Although he finally fully recovered before Quidditch training, thanks to Draco Malfoy's usual superb acting skills, at least half of the people in Hogwarts thought Draco Malfoy was still alive——

This is also the reason why many young wizards began to alienate Tiera:

They had never seen such a brutal, direct and bloody fighting method.

When it was Quidditch's turn, although Draco Malfoy also secretly trained with the large team, he announced to the outside world that Draco Malfoy's injury was still not optimistic——

Therefore, when the game was approaching, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team suddenly became angry and suddenly applied to change the order of the game, citing Draco Malfoy's injury.

"Don't worry, Harry, don't worry." Sirius comforted Harry while serving a bowl of hot soup, "You are the youngest Seeker, your talent is unparalleled, and your training is even better.

They work hard. Those little bastards in Slytherin think they can defeat you with these little tricks? They are too young! They don’t know that the real strength lies in hard training and hard study, not in these arrogant little guys.

Trick!”

"Believe in yourself, Harry, you are the best."

"Tiera" said and hugged Harry gently again.

"Um...Thank you, thank you." Harry lowered his head in silence and sipped the soup. Whether it was because of the warm atmosphere in the room or the scalding hot soup in his hand, Harry's cheeks were stained with a blush.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class the next day, Harry and "Tiera" were unusually late because after drinking hot soup last night, "Tiera" played with Harry in order to relieve Harry's nervousness.

They played wizard chess all night, so they got up a little late this morning.

"Sorry, I'm late, Lupin..."

When Harry held "Tiera"'s hand and burst into the classroom, the person looking at him on the podium was not Professor Lupine, but Snape.

"This class started ten minutes ago, Potter, and I think Gryffindor deserves ten points. Sit down."

But Harry didn't move, and neither did Tiera.

"Where is Lupine?"

Tiera asked.

"He said he was too sick to attend class today." Snape said, looking away. "Didn't I tell you to sit down?"

"How did he...um..." Just when Harry wanted to continue asking, "Tiera" pulled Harry and pulled him to sit in the last row.

"Tiera, you know what's going on, right?" After sitting down, Harry asked quietly——

Tiera seemed to be more cheerful than before. This was Harry's most intuitive feeling about Tiera. She no longer had the faint polite smile all the time, but became more lively and bright——

This allowed Harry to read a lot from Tiera's expression and eyes.

"Well...but I can't tell you, Harry." Sirius said, "But you can rest assured, Lupine will definitely be fine."

"Okay." Harry replied.

Since Tiera didn't want to say anything, Harry didn't ask.

Harry believed in Tiera.

…

At the same time, the real Tiera received a letter from the University of Greenwich——

They found the cave described in Merlin's notes, and they found the entrance to Dreamland——

"You came at the right time." Tiera said with a smile, and then when she saw Peter Pettigrew lying on the sofa, her smile instantly faded, "It just so happens that you can come in handy too."

After saying that, Tiera waved and called the "inheriter" over, then picked up a seamlessly extended box that had been prepared long ago and put the "inheriter" into the box.

After doing all this, Tiera stretched out her hand and pushed forward. A door of light appeared in front of Tiera, and then Tiera's flesh and blood squirmed and turned into Gilderoy Lockhart.

The next moment, "Gilderoy Lockhart" appeared at the door of the Religious Research Laboratory on Cults and Ancient Mysticism at the University of Greenwich.

"Mr. Lockhart! Professor Lockhart!"

As soon as "Gilderoy Lockhart" walked into the office, archaeologist Judy Wilson gave "Gilderoy Lockhart" a big hug.

"What...what is this for?" Tiera was confused.

"For your contribution to all mankind!" Judy Wilson said excitedly, "We found it! I think you are right! Dreamland does exist!"

"Oh?" Gilderoy Lockhart raised his eyebrows and looked at Judy Wilson.

By looking into the eyes of archaeologist Judy Wilson, Tiera saw what she was thinking in her heart——

In the process of searching for disappearances and demonic trading legends in Central Asia, they integrated a large number of archaeological documents and historical materials.

From the massive documents and countless cultural relics that did not belong to the aesthetic style of any other civilization, they discovered an ancient civilization that was hidden like a shadow under various civilizations in Central Asia——

The dreamland is no longer the useless fantasy of a stupid big dog owner——

Led by this stupid big dog, they found a completely undiscovered civilization.

This means money, fame, endless glory to them, and they have even compiled speeches for television interviews for the rest of their lives.

Dreamland, it has become synonymous with a new archaeological discovery——

Just like their current mood, it is as beautiful as a dream.

"I'm very happy that you think so." After listening to the reports from Judy Wilson and others, Tiera stood up with a smile and said, "Then I think you must go to Dreamland yourself, right?"

Originally I only wanted to update it once, but later I realized that the writing seemed to be slow and smooth, so I decided to keep it up to two updates.

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