Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Uh...Okay, okay..." Harry was stunned as Tiera shook him.

"Come on, okay." After receiving Harry's affirmative answer, Tiera slowly took a few steps back and smiled with satisfaction, "Remember, Harry, you don't have much time."

After saying that, Tiera retreated into the window, like a ghost, slowly floating towards the surrounding mirrors.

Harry was left alone, frozen in thought.

...

"What do you mean you don't have much time?" Hermione asked puzzledly at breakfast the next day, "Can't he be more precise? Oh, my God!"

Hermione sighed with extreme helplessness, "I really hate Tiera's behavior of only half-talking."

Harry and Ron nodded one after another.

"Can't you tell us everything at once?" Hermione grumbled, "We've known each other for six years, and he still says half of it and half of it is hidden."

"Oh, forget it, let's not talk about him." Hermione shook her head irritably, "I don't understand why Snape doesn't continue to teach you Occlumency?"

"Well...because...because..." Harry muttered, "Because Snape thinks that I have some basics now and can follow it myself...

....I studied by myself according to the books..."

Harry could not tell anyone, including Hermione and Ron, that he was discovered peeking into Snape's Pensieve, and that Snape's memories were in the Pensieve.

"Does that mean you can establish a pseudo-spiritual dimension that can seal your own spiritual dimension?" Hermione asked doubtfully.

"Hmm... bad, more or less." Harry said guiltily, his eyes not looking at Hermione, but looking around.

"What does it feel like?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"Hmm... um... it's just... it's hard to describe..." Harry said hesitantly, "It's like a sharp thorn stabbing me..."

Your brain, but encounters a wad of cotton before it actually hits, and then stops...so...your Occlumency is that wad of cotton."

"Oh...that's right..." Hermione said thoughtfully, "What a magical magic."

"However, Harry, I still think Snape should not stop teaching you Occlumency lessons unless you are completely sure that you can create a barrier that can completely resist Legilimency." Hermione said with a little resentment.

He said in a tone of voice, "Harry, I think you should go find him, please -"

"No!" Harry firmly refused without waiting for Hermione to finish, "Please don't talk about this anymore, Hermione, okay?"

Harry said almost pleadingly. Every time Hermione mentioned Snape's Occlumency lessons, it would remind Harry of the memory he saw in Snape's pensieve, where his father and Sirius

It was as ugly as when the Dursleys bullied him.

This made Harry feel painful and entangled, as well as deeply helpless.

Today is the first day of Easter vacation. Following her old habit, Hermione spent most of the day making a review schedule for the three of them, and asked Harry and Ron to abide by this schedule——

"It's not like it used to be!" Hermione said this. "Tiera has spent so much effort to open the door to a more advanced magical world for us. As his good friends, we can't lag behind.

, we must catch up with his progress!”

"Yeah, okay." Harry and Ron could only let her do it. After all, it was much easier than arguing with her. Besides, the timetable might come in handy.

——Especially when Ron was surprised to find out that there were only eight weeks until the exam.

"What's so surprising about this?" Hermione asked as she tapped each small square on Ron's timetable with her wand, so different subjects flashed different colors.

"I don't know either." Ron muttered, "There are too many things that have happened recently, and I have no time to think about learning this aspect...and...and these knowledge points are useless.

It’s too much!”

"Okay, okay, here you go." Hermione said, handing the timetable to Ron, "If you can follow this progress, I won't say you can get a perfect score, but at least you can learn how to

Little knowledge.”

Ron looked down at the timetable in frustration, then became happy.

"Hey, hey, hey! You give me one night off every week!"

"That's for Quidditch training." Hermione said ruthlessly.

The smile on Ron's face disappeared instantly.

"These complicated and scattered knowledge points have made me exhausted!" Ron complained, "And I think my Quidditch level is good enough -"

"Ahem." Harry coughed.

"Okay, okay." Ron said frustratedly, "Okay."

Then Ron complained a few more times and had to continue reviewing with Hermione and Harry.

As breakfast time came to an end, the surrounding area gradually became quiet. Only the rustling sound of Hermione's pencil rubbing against the scratch paper when she was calculating penetrated into Harry's ears from time to time.

When the surrounding area becomes quiet, Harry can't help but wonder.

Harry felt as if the memories in the pensieve were gnawing at his heart like countless ants.

He has always believed that his parents are outstanding and kind people. Even if they like to play pranks, they are at least upright people.

Regarding his father's character, he never believed the slanders and slanders Snape threw at him.

——Harry had overheard Professor McGonagall talking about his father and Sirius being the most troublesome people in the school. She described them as the precursors of the Weasley twins, but Harry couldn't imagine Frey

De and George would hang someone upside down just for fun... unless they both hated the person very much... maybe it was Malfoy, or someone who deserved it...

Harry tried to find some reasons to prove that Snape deserved what he suffered at James's hands, but Lily asked: "Why did he provoke you?"

But James replied: "Actually, it's mainly because of his existence, if you understand what I mean..."

Didn't James start the trouble just because Sirius said he was bored? Harry remembered that Lupine had said before at Grimmauld Place that Dumbledore made him a prefect in the hope that he could restrain James.

And Sirius... But in the pensieve, he sat there and let this happen...

Harry kept reminding himself that Lily had intervened and that his mother had integrity. But he remembered the look on Lily's face when she yelled at James, and it upset him as much as anything else.

;Obviously, Lily hated James, and Harry really didn't understand how they ended up getting married.

There were a few times when Harry even wondered if James was forcing her...such as using a love potion or something...

For almost six years, the thought of his father has been a source of comfort and encouragement for him. Whenever someone says that he looks like James, his heart is filled with pride. But now...now he feels chilled when he thinks of James,

sad.

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I'm really sorry, comrades, I originally planned to take only one weekend off, but I encountered some problems during the experiment last week, so I haven't had the energy or mood to update.

The main reason is that the rice planted by our group has started booting. In order to bloom early, we need to control the daily sunshine time of the rice through the awning, from long days to short days.

This work belongs to field management work. It should have been handled by the migrant worker master hired by our group with a fixed salary. However, this migrant worker master wanted to make more extra money, so he took the salary provided by our group and went to another place.

I work part-time in the group, so I receive the salary provided by our group, but I don’t want to work for our group. Instead, I go to other groups to earn extra money.

So all the work he did in the fields fell on my head.

Then during the last group meeting, I raised the issue of this migrant worker master who only takes money but does not work to the senior mentor. The senior mentor handed this matter over to junior mentor 2. After the group meeting, I also communicated with junior mentor 2.

After a moment, he agreed that the work I was responsible for in the fields should be done by migrant workers.

Then the little tutor 1 who was leading me suddenly stepped in and took over all the work and let me continue to be responsible.

So now the final result is that I became a villain in the group meeting. It doesn’t matter if I am a villain. I originally solved this troublesome matter with my own ability, but in the end, my little mentor 1 stepped in and messed me up. I was fooled.

I had a problem, so I have been in a state of emotional explosion for the past week.

Now that I have adjusted my mood, I will resume updating again. Thank you all for your understanding.