Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Hagrid sent the five little wizards Harry, Ron, Hermione, Malfoy, and Tierra out of the Forbidden Forest, and then hurriedly followed the horses Firenze and Ronan—the one who shot a bullet at the "inheritor" Arrow's golden-yellow long-haired horse, let's go together to see where the unicorn happened.

But the real instigator has followed Tierra into the castle.

After a tense and exciting night in the Forbidden Forest, even Malfoy lost the interest in sarcasm, and he languished along the way, like a cucumber beaten by frost.

After returning to the Gryffindor common room, the four little wizards - Tierra wanted to go directly to the shower and sleep, but Harry and Hermione took them to the sofa in front of the fire.

Tierra was helplessly squeezed between Harry and Hermione.

Tom Riddle's diary was placed in his arms, and the "inheritor" who had just returned to his hands was placed under his buttocks.

These were two books that he dared not leave.

Any one found by others will cause him countless troubles.

"Snape is going to get the Philosopher's Stone for Voldemort! Snape isn't going to use it for himself! He's going to get the Philosopher's Stone for Voldemort! Voldemort is waiting in the forest! We thought Snape was just trying to get rich with the Stone... …" Harry said excitedly as soon as he sat down.

"No! Don't say that name again!" Ron whispered in alarm, as if worried that Voldemort would hear.

But Harry didn't listen to him at all, "Firenzie saved me, Firenze said! He said the stars showed that Voldemort was coming back! Tierra heard it too!"

Tierra nodded helplessly.

"Could you please stop saying that name!" said Ron, lowering his voice.

"So now I just have to wait for Snape to steal the Philosopher's Stone," Harry went on excitedly, "and then Voldemort comes up here and kills me..."

Hermione looked terrified, but she still managed to find words to comfort Harry.

"Harry, everyone says that the only person You-Know-Who has been afraid of is Dumbledore. Dumbledore is the most powerful White Wizard ever. With Dumbledore here, You-Know-Who will not hurt you. And Who said that what the centaurs say must be correct? I think that set sounds like fortune-telling, as Professor McGonagall said, it is a very imprecise type of magic."

Hermione said a lot in one breath.

"..." Tierra opened her mouth, wanting to say something for Snape, but finally closed it.

Tierra was a bit tired and just wanted to end this conversation quickly. So that he could go back to sleep for a while, or drink a tube of Herries' potion.

Despite his magical powers, physical strength is abundant.

But his spiritual power was consumed enormously.

On the one hand, Tierra needs to continuously maintain the mental wall and the false persona constructed by Occlumency outside the wall to strictly guard against Tom Riddle.

On the one hand, they also need to control the "inheritor" to complete today's growth ceremony.

Regardless of the "inheritor" devouring the unicorn, it only took less than five minutes to grow from a twelve-page human skin book to a 666-page complete bibliography, but this less than five-minute process required Tierra Remote control, continuously output the magical configuration of the spiritual dimension and spiritual dimension, and integrate into the spiritual dimension and spiritual dimension formed on the basis of the unicorn.

So he was really too lazy to correct the misconceptions of a few stubborn children.

Amidst the quarrels and discussions among Harry, Hermione and Ron, Tierra gradually closed her eyes, preparing to take a light sleep.

It wasn't until daylight that they stopped arguing, and Ron and Hermione were ready to go back to the dormitory to sleep, but Harry was going to sit in the common room for a while longer.

Tierra, who was in a light sleep, lowered her head little by little, and gradually leaned on Harry's shoulder.

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After the confinement, they soon ushered in the final exam.

Tierra and Hermione naturally passed without any pressure.

But Harry and Ron didn't fare so well.

Ron, who was usually idle, and Harry, who was busy with Quidditch, had to ask Tierra to make up for it before the exam, and then left the exam room in fear.

"It's a lot easier than I thought it would be," said Hermione as they followed the crowd out of the last exam, History of Magic, onto the sunny field outside. "I don't really need to." To remember the werewolf code of conduct in 1637, and the rebellion of the elves."

Hermione always liked to go over the exams after they were done, but Ron said it made him sick.

So they walked down the slope slowly, came to the lake, and sat down under the tree with a plop.

Over there, a giant squid basked in warm shallow water as the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan fiddled with its tentacles.

"How nice not to have to revise again." Ron exhaled happily, and stretched out on the grass. "Harry, be happy, we won't know how badly we did in a week, there's no point now Just worry about that."

Harry rubbed his forehead.

"It hurts again?" Tierra reached out to help Harry rub his forehead together.

Tierra accidentally discovered that when he touched Harry's lightning-shaped scar, he could feel a more intense "trace" of black magic than touching the Horcrux.

But it’s normal to think about it, after all, Harry’s lightning-shaped scar is caused by the conflict between two extremely powerful black magic forces with completely opposite attributes——the Blood Guardian Curse from Lily’s maternal love and the Killing Curse from Voldemort’s killing intent .

So when Harry's scar started to hurt, Tierra offered to massage him.

For a period of time, Tierra had to stay up late to do experiments, so she taught herself some small massage techniques, and combined with the method of massaging the temples with wind oil essence.

Although Tierra knew it was completely useless, he could use Harry's scar to explore and practice how to sense the "traces" of black magic.

"Thank you, Tierra, I feel better." Harry said a little embarrassed.

But through spying on the magic, Tierra knew that Harry was not well, and Harry's forehead was still aching like a fire.

Snooping magic is equivalent to a simplified passive version of Legilimency. When Tierra makes physical contact with other people, she will automatically hear the other person's inner voice.

But this magic is not like Legilimency, which can dig out the memories buried deep in the consciousness, and can only linger in the subconscious on the surface.

This can easily lead to misjudgment.

Because human consciousness is not always single, most of it is a mixture of many thoughts.

Peeping into the magic hears only the strongest thought.

It's like when Harry is tortured by his scar now, Tierra can only feel the burning pain with empathy, but can't hear other thoughts in Harry's mind.

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By the way, many readers may feel that the interaction between Harry and the protagonist is a bit too British. Please rest assured that this book has no emotional lines. The relationship between the protagonist and Harry is purely socialist brotherhood

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