Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Tiera woke up faintly on the school hospital bed——

He was just exhausted, not terminally ill, coupled with his extremely tyrannical body transformed by flesh and blood magic, he actually woke up after being given a few bowls of tonic by Madam Pomfrey.

But Tiera was still lying on the hospital bed at 3:30 in the afternoon—

Because Tiera immediately sensed a heat source in the shape of a white-bearded grandfather sitting beside her through thermal sensing after regaining consciousness—

Apparently, Dumbledore, who loved his students like a son, came to see him.

So Tiera thought for a while, and simply went to sleep first, and woke up after Dumbledore was gone—

However, after Tiera took a nap, Dumbledore still didn't leave, so Tiera had to sleep, sleep, sleep...

She slept until Draco Malfoy groaned and lay down in the school hospital. Tiera felt that she couldn't hold it anymore, so she slowly opened her eyes and woke up faintly——

Then I saw Dumbledore staring at him with wide eyes——

Like seeing a ghost.

"How are you feeling, little Tiera?" But soon, Dumbledore put on a loving expression and asked with concern, "Come on. Have a drink."

Dumbledore picked up a pillow from the vacant hospital bed next to him, then helped Dumbledore to sit up, poured a glass of warm water from the bedside table beside the hospital bed, and brought it to Tiera's mouth—

"Oh... thank you, thank you, Mr. Principal." Tiera took a sip of water uncomfortably—

No, this water...why didn't you add Veritaserum?

So what is this Dumbledore doing to be courteous?

"I heard Sybil say you passed out in divination class, did you make another prophecy?" Dumbledore asked softly after putting the water glass back on the bedside table.

"Um...no...no...I don't know," Tiera said, "I'm not sure...I, I saw the picture too fast, too fast...I...I didn't capture it. ……I……"

Saying that, Tiera gasped again, and groaned in pain while holding her head in her hands—

"Don't worry, don't worry," Dumbledore said, patting Tiera's back lightly.

"Is it related to... Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked again after Tiera slowed down.

"I...I don't know..." Tiera said, "I...I just know I'm in a cemetery, and...then I was so scared...I, I forgot..."

"Okay, okay...don't worry..." Dumbledore patted Tiera on the back and said, "You should rest first, I won't force you."

"But if you can..." Dumbledore stretched out his hand, touched Tiera's head, then bent slightly, looked at Tiera's eyes and said, "I still hope you can recall your prophecy. …”

When Tiera's eyes met Dumbledore's, Tiera didn't come to any prying eyes——

Tiera's own spiritual wall was as stable as a mountain, and she didn't feel any, even the slightest breeze.

But the magic of "snooping" brought Dumbledore's inner world to Tiera——

This was the first time Tiera had read information from the face-to-face meeting with Dumbledore.

In the past, when Tiera's "snooping" magic faced Dumbledore, he could only see a false fog.

Tierra knew that this was the effect of Dumbledore's Occlumency.

But today, undisguised emotions gushed out of Dumbledore's eyes—

Pain, hesitation, and sadness rise and fall in Dumbledore's eyes like the sea—

Tiera seemed to see Grindelwald in Dumbledore's eyes.

Saw Godric's Hollow in the summer of sixteen--

I saw two children who had tasted the vicissitudes of life prematurely.

I saw the parting ways when I was a teenager.

Saw the duel of the century in middle age.

Saw Dumbledore's nostalgia for the past—

Also saw the conflict, saw the break.

Also saw all the memories and good secrets ageing, fermenting for a century, and finally turning into a cup of unforgettable bitters.

The bitter taste has always lingered in Dumbledore's heart, the source of his strength and his cage.

Now through the "snooping" magic, Tiera also tasted that bitter taste.

"Cough..." Dumbledore coughed a few times to cover up his gaffe, then quietly looked away, then took out a round thing from his wizard robe and placed it on the cabinet beside Tiera's hospital bed. ——

It was a round skull, not much bigger than Dumbledore's palm. The skull lacked the lower jaw, and even the teeth of the upper jaw were somewhat incomplete. On the bare skull of the skull, from top to bottom, there was a faded engraving. The "X", a German word for "ForGreaterGood" and two olive leaves that cross each other.

A round hole is opened at the position of the Tianling cover above the skull's right eye, and a soft rubber tube extends forward from the back of the skull's head.

Tierra:  …

Wait, why does this thing look so familiar?

Isn't this something from your old man's ex-boyfriend?

What do you do for me-

But...this thing should be worth a lot of money.

"Ah..." Dumbledore sighed, stroked Tiera's hair, the aged palm gently swept across Tiera's right face, and then stood up slowly, "You have a good rest, I I won't bother you anymore."

"But Tierra, you have to remember that you are already a mature prophet." Dumbledore said, "You have to learn to make good use of your prophetic ability, this is a gift, use it well, and take your responsibility. ."

"I'm not forcing you, when you think about it, come to me, I'll teach you, I'll teach you how to control your abilities."

After speaking, Dumbledore patted Tiera on the shoulder and walked out of the school hospital.

Tiera looked at Dumbledore's back with a puzzled expression.

What the **** is this old man doing?

Not long after Dumbledore had left, Tiera took the skull-shaped cigarette bottle that Dumbledore had given, and put on her shoes to get out of bed—

The school hospital was empty at this time, and Madam Pomfrey was dressing Draco Malfoy by his bed and dressing him.

Draco Malfoy saw Tiera and seemed to want to sneer at Tiera, but the smile froze on his face.

Tiera rolled her eyes, ignoring the little bastard, and walked out of the school hospital after passing Malfoy's bed without looking away.

From Malfoy's injury, Tiera can tell that Hagrid's Fantastic Creatures class is as messed up as the original book--

It's a pity, Tiera shook her head, it's a pity that she slept in the school hospital until the afternoon, otherwise if he was also in Hagrid's class, he would have beaten Malfoy's **** out——

"Tiera! Are you awake?"

Harry's voice came from downstairs~www.NovelMTL.com~ It can be seen that they rushed over after class, holding the "Monster Book of Monsters" in their hands.

The three little wizards were running up from the first floor, and Tiera met them on the stairs.

The three little wizards were very happy, but when they met Tiera, the smiles on their faces suddenly turned into surprise—

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Harry asked.

"Eyes?" Tiera asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with my eyes?"

At this time, Hermione took out a mirror from her bag and handed it to Tiera.

Tiera took the mirror and looked at it——

Well...I'm still so handsome.

Tiera's left eye was still a normal black pupil, but the pupil of his right eye——

But it turned into an almost pure gold.

fuck