Harry Potter and the Old Ones

All this happened in a few seconds, but for Harry, every second seemed like a long torture.

His hand instinctively grabbed Hermione, who was sitting next to him, and his nails almost embedded in his skin, seeking some form of stability and comfort.

Hermione immediately noticed something was wrong, and her voice was full of tension and worry: "Harry! What's wrong with you?"

Ron also stood up quickly, the smile on his face had long disappeared, replaced by a look of panic, and rushed towards Harry.

But they were all pushed away by an invisible force.

A figure suddenly appeared above Harry's curled up body-

"The Tierra who met you in Spain was not me. It was Voldemort who pretended to be him and used Legilimency to invade your and Hermione's minds. I was negligent." Tierra said lightly.

Tierra's body began to expand at an astonishing speed, as if countless worlds were born in his body, and each expansion was accompanied by a thunderous sound.

As if absorbing all the painful things in Harry's body, the curtain began to leave Harry's body after a brief stay.

Tierra did not answer Harry and Hermione's questions, but paused, as if she remembered something, took off a ring on her finger, put it on her lips and kissed it, and then put it on Harry's finger.

It was a bone-textured ring, and the ring seemed to be densely carved with things.

Tierra's entire existence seemed to be constantly experiencing a cycle of breaking and rebirth. Every break brought painful convulsions, and every new life brought a ray of hope.

"Oh Harry" Tierra, floating in the air, fell down, stood beside Harry, and slowly leaned over. Its touch was gentle and heavy, as if a wisp of warm wind brushed Harry's cheek.

Tierra's body gradually showed strange changes, like a fragile sculpture made of porcelain pieces.

Voldemort, his god triangle, all entered a newly created space at a certain moment——

"Hehe." Tierra chuckled, and he opened his arms and legs while suspended in the air, completely letting go of himself——

At this time, the three pillars began to converge towards Tierra because of the complete vacuum of the three dimensions of matter, spirituality and spirit.

The vortex formed around his body became more and more violent, distorting and swallowing the surrounding light and color until he became a completely blank point.

Matter and spirit intertwined together, forming countless strange and beautiful scenes, and colorful lights shuttled through the void, forming a colorful light and shadow interweaving.

Condensed into a Tierra again in midair.

Tierra

Tierra's body began to shrink first, and drastically.

The next moment——

Sometimes, a green meadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant; sometimes, a gorgeous flame flower bloomed in the air, and then quickly extinguished in nothingness, this space maintained a strange tranquility and chaos.

In this chaotic space, time seems to have lost its meaning, and everything becomes vague and uncertain.

This unique space is born out of reality and transcends reality. The material, spiritual and mental dimensions that have been stripped from the real world lose their constraints here, gather, collide and disperse with each other, and everything returns to the most chaotic state, as if it is the birth of the universe.

Yes, Tierra exhausted all the space and time magic he learned, and tore out a separate space on the real world.

The wide papal robe rippled with the wind, revealing the glowing books and human head staff inside.

This phenomenon shocked and disturbed Harry and Hermione.

When Tierra's fingers touched Harry's forehead, a warm power came quietly and penetrated into the depths of his heart. It was not a simple healing, but a comfort beyond the flesh.

"Wait, Tierra, where are you going?" Harry and Hermione suddenly noticed at this time that Tierra's state seemed very strange-

Tierra's eyes revealed a deep sadness, as if he himself felt heartache and helplessness for everything Harry had endured.

Tiyela just disappeared.

"What happened to Tiyela?" Harry asked, panting.

The tendency of the three pillars to converge inward offset the tendency of Tiyela to continue to expand.

"Tiyela" Harry, relieved of the pain, turned over and lay on the deck, looking at Tiyela suspended in the air, and called out weakly.

Suddenly, this point began to expand, making a rumbling sound, just like distant thunder echoing in space.

It was as if he had never appeared here.

Suddenly, the curtain formed by Tiyela suddenly shrank, as if it was sucked by an invisible force, and quickly gathered into a point. In the process, it gently fell on Harry. At the moment of touching Harry, it seemed as if countless tiny lights were drawn out of his body.

The most eye-catching of them were the three pillars of light that shot up into the sky, and-

With Tiyela, the pillars of light that rose from the volcanoes in Bhutan, the Scottish Highlands and Cameroon, as well as the giant triangle of fire that spanned countless countries and regions, disappeared.

The crown of thorns appeared on Tierra's head, and his clothes also changed into the Pope's robes that were extremely bright and dazzling, like flames.

"Tierra!" Hermione called out his name almost immediately.

Not only shrinking, but more

collapse!

The surrounding space began to distort, and all the matter, spirit and spirituality gathered towards the core of her body, as if the energy of the entire space was rushing towards an inescapable destination.

Tierra's body was now like a black hole. Something in his body began to have a violent gravitational force, attracting everything around to collapse and begin to gather inwards-

Tierra opened her arms, like a curtain falling from the sky, starting leisurely and ending grandly. It softly, almost slowly condensed and formed above Harry's head, and then slowly fell on Harry.

"I'm leaving, Harry, I'm leaving." Tierra said.

Tierra trapped both herself and Voldemort here.

At this moment, Harry felt a trace of peace and comfort deep in his heart, as if a pair of invisible hands were gently brushing his tired soul, dispelling all his sorrow and pain for him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Harry." Tiera's eyes were deep and compassionate, with the attachment and pity of a long-lived species, as if witnessing the rise and fall of countless lives and the rise and fall of past events.

Those layers of porcelain, as delicate as porcelain, had an incredible beauty. With every breath, the old porcelain pieces slowly cracked, and then new layers grew from the inside to replace them.

After going back and forth, under the extreme pulling, I don't know how long it took--

Tiera's body shape gradually returned to normal.

But suddenly, the next moment--