Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Is it dangerous?" Harry asked quietly, looking worriedly at Hermione, who was absent-mindedly playing cards.

"I don't know." Tiera shook her head and said, "Like the phoenix, the gods of the dream world are all born divine creatures, and they are in the same dimension as me. I can't treat them like I treat other wizards or hemps. As melons know everything, they may have a kind attitude towards the unexpected intruder Hermione, but more likely they will treat this low-dimensional intruder with a malicious and repulsive attitude."

"After I brought Hermione back that time, I put the Heris spell on his spiritual dimension, and used the Hellis potion as the raw material for the spell to build a permanent mental and spiritual barrier for her to prevent her from sleeping again. Accidentally entered Dreamland and Kadath."

"But she..." said Harry.

"But she's got a crush on it," Tiera said.

"Kadas...what's the charm that makes Hermione addicted?" Harry asked inexplicably.

From Harry's point of view, "indulgence" is almost impossible for a rational Hermione.

"Because Kadas was created to lure others into obsession." Tiera smiled, "Cadas is not a paradise, it is a cage, it is a breeding tank specially created for those ancient gods, Cadas is a Created by a great existence, Cardas has gathered all the beautiful dreams from the birth of the universe to the present. The purpose of that great existence creating it is very clear, to keep the ancient gods in captivity like a captive pet... .. Cardas will lure all intelligent creatures who have seen or encountered it to sink or infatuate."

"Then Hermione..." Harry asked worriedly.

"I got it back in time. Hermione's time there was relatively short. This infatuation and infatuation was only superficial and did not penetrate into her subconscious." Tiera said, "The reason why she is so anxious now. In addition to the fact that Kadas is really attractive, the main reason is that she was proposed to the research group by me, and it was difficult for me to accept it for a while, and I needed to find something to do to fill the empty time. "

"Don't worry, Hermione will be fine." Tiera said with a smile, "I'll keep an eye on her so that she won't have the chance to return to the dreamland again. The problem now is you, Harry."

"Me?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Because of Voldemort's soul in your body, there is no way for me to build a spiritual barrier in your spiritual dimension like Hermione did. This is very likely to allow Voldemort's soul fragments to merge with your soul." Tiera said. , "So learn Occlumency as soon as possible."

"But, Tiera, you dragged me back, I..." Harry seemed to want to ask something, but was quickly interrupted by Tiera.

"Dreamland is a very special place, Harry." Tiera said, "It is a parallel space between the subconscious mind and dreams of intelligent life in the universe. You have been to the dreamland, then from your deep dream leads to the illusion. The door of the dream is opened... It's like a brand, you cover the horse's speech, take it to a grassland, and then it can follow the memory back to the grassland... Unless you can be vigilant at all times, one day, you will unintentionally penetrate the gap between dreams and return to the dreamland."

"So...then am I in danger?" Harry asked.

"No, the dreamland is half of my territory, I can become a god, relying on the grace of the actual ruler and creator of the dreamland and the small bread crumbs left at random, I can have a similar to the first in the dreamland. Five dimensions, the power of the old rulers, and with the help of the special environment of the dreamland, I can briefly contact the tributaries of time, and I can use the dreamland as a springboard to jump to the nearby time nodes, so once you happen in the dreamland Dangerous, as long as it doesn't involve the real old masters, ancient gods and the cubs of the outer gods, I can always rescue them in time." Tiera said with a smile, "but I still recommend that you wear thicker clothes when you sleep, although I can rescue in time, but the taste of freezing is not good, right?"

"Hmm!" Harry nodded vigorously.

At this time, the Christmas atmosphere in No. 12 Grimmauld Place was extremely strong.

Fleur Delacour and Bill Weasley seem to have had a little drink, and she looks so drunk now that she even started singing to Beckman on the radio.

Sirius Black and Lupin were talking. They were sitting by the fire, and they looked like they had also had a drink. Their faces were glowing red from the fire in the fire, and they seemed to be having a good time chatting.

But soon, at half past ten, this fiery Christmas atmosphere was ruthlessly interrupted by Mrs. Weasley.

"Okay, friends!" Mrs. Weasley, who seemed a little drunk too, staggered to her feet, clapped her hands, and shouted, "It's time for... bed!"

"Come on, it's time for bed!" Mrs Weasley urged again, akimbo, "Don't ask me to invite you guys."

Tiera was the first to move, he stood up, greeted everyone in the room, and then bowed deeply like a magician in the Muggle world who ended the show. , and when he straightened up, Tiera's body turned into golden sheets of paper flying all over the sky.

It was as if Tiera had never been here before, if it wasn't for the unfinished bacon left in the kitchen, Harry would even think that Tiera's arrival was just a fantasy of his.

After Tiera disappeared, Harry and Ron also moved quickly. Mrs. Weasley's coercion was almost engraved in their genes. They returned to the bedroom on the third floor as usual, where there were two beds. , UU Reading www.uukanshu.com One is Harry's and one is Ron's.

Ron fell asleep immediately, but before going to bed Harry burrowed into his suitcase and pulled out his Advanced Potions Making Tutorial.

He opened the book and read it, because of Tiera's conversation, Harry was a little bit resistant to sleeping now, but he had to sleep again, so he was going to read the book for a while until he couldn't stand it anymore before going to sleep.

The next morning, Harry woke to find an inflated stocking at the end of his bed.

He put on his glasses and looked around. The windows on the third floor of Twelve Grimmauld Place were completely obscured by the snow, and Ron was sitting upright on the bed, examining a heavy gold chain.

"What's that?" Harry asked.

"It was from Lavender." Ron said in disgust, "She sincerely wants me to wear this..."

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