Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Hearing the knock on the door, Snape stared angrily at Harry for a while—

Not to be outdone, Harry stared at Snape.

"Humph!" It wasn't until the knock on the door rang again that Snape gave Harry a fierce look, waved his wizard robe, and turned to open the door.

Before the third knock could be heard, Snape slammed the wooden door open.

"Good evening, Professor Snape."

Appearing outside the door was the last person Snape wanted to see besides Harry—

Tiera.

Tiera bowed slightly, looking quite polite, then looked past Snape and saw Harry sweating profusely and panting in Snape's office.

"Aha, Harry's here too." Tiera asked knowingly.

"Well then, Professor Snape, do you have time? I have something to discuss with you." Tiera said with a smile, "It's mainly about Harry Occlumency... I found that after two months of study, he seems to be progressing slowly...I think maybe we can hold a small meeting to discuss whether we can change the teaching method?"

"Hmph—" Snape snorted disdainfully, glancing at Harry.

Tiera also followed Snape's gaze with a smile and forgot about the past.

Harry was embarrassed by the two people's eyes.

"Okay, Harry, you go back to the dormitory first, take a shower, and have a good rest." Tiera said with a smile, "I'll discuss your next teaching plan with Snape."

Harry looked at Snape, then at Tiera gratefully, and trotted out of the dark, damp office.

"What the **** are you trying to do!" After Harry walked away, Snape slammed into the door fiercely, turned his head and yelled angrily at Tiera, "You wish I could teach him Occlumency, I promise Yes, but I also hope you don't interrupt like this again when I teach Harry!"

"How's Harry doing now?" Tiera asked in a deaf ear, as if she didn't care much about Snape's anger.

"It sucks," Snape replied, looking a little irritated. "He has absolutely no talent for this, and the most important thing is that he doesn't want to work hard at all."

"He's still young, and his way is too smooth." Tiera laughs, "He doesn't have the maturity experience we have, and he hasn't experienced the pain we have... It's hard for him to learn how To guard against other people...it's hard for him to learn how to control his emotions."

"Then what are we going to do?" Snape asked. "Does he have talent and doesn't want to work hard, how do we teach him?"

"Then you don't have to teach him." Tiera said with a smile, "This will help you hide from Voldemort, right? After all, you haven't done one of the things I gave you, and you have provided him with a lot of information, he will definitely trust you more, won't he?"

"You asked me to teach Harry Occlumency!" Snape roared suddenly, "And you asked me to reveal what's in Harry's mind to the Dark Lord!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Tiera nodded lightly, "Yes, it's all me, I made you do it right."

"You..." Snape suddenly pursed his lips tightly, staring at Tiera, "This is part of your plan, isn't it?"

"Yes." Tiera admitted bluntly.

"You would sacrifice Harry for your plan?" Snape asked.

"You, and Dumbledore, too," Tiera said with a smile, "to see me as cruel and cold-blooded."

"Aren't you?" Snape asked rhetorically.

"Yes, but not all," Tierra said. "People are complex and multi-faceted."

"Then you to Harry?" Snape asked.

"I am very grateful for his early help, but I hate his ineffectiveness." Tiera said, "If I have to use a metaphor, it is... It seems to be raising a son, or someone who has been with me since childhood. The rich second generation behind him is just like a fart."

"So you decided to leave him alone?" Snape asked sternly. "Give him over to the Dark Lord?"

"Like what I said just now." Tiera smiled, "I'm raising a son, not a little softie."

"He was so well protected by you, by Dumbledore, and the rest of the Order of the Phoenix...especially that stupid godfather, who suddenly experienced almost no setback other than my death." Tiera said with a smile, "Since he doesn't want to work hard, let him go. Since he knows that Voldemort's threat is close at hand, but still doesn't want to work hard, let him go."

"He has to learn, he has to know that in desperate times he can't always put his hope in you, in me, or in Dumbledore, he has to know that when he is in danger, he can really He is the only one to rely on," Tiera said.

"Do you want to train him, or is it because you train him that putting him in such a desperate situation is just in line with your plan." Snape asked rhetorically.

"The two are not in conflict," Tiera said. "The connection between Harry and Voldemort transcends fate, and since that night in Godric's Hollow years ago, he and Voldemort have been surrounded by something more than death. Strong things are tied together."

"What about you?" Snape asked again, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "You can't do anything? You can't separate them? You can't move your magical little finger to separate them, something stronger than death?"

"Okay," Tiera said, "but like I said, we're raising a guy called Harry Potter, not a full Dumbledore, not a full Tierra, and It's a guy named Harry Potter."

"Of course we can carve out a world of peace and comfort for him and his children's time, but that doesn't mean he can be attached to it," Tiera said. "It's a big world. So big that the earth on which we live, the muggles we fear day and night, is just a speck of dust in this vast universe, so small that it is invisible."

"One step forward, what we have is such a large space, one step forward, what we have is such a vast world, such an infinite universe, and we..."

"But we voluntarily huddled in the husks and lived this kind of life that pays for itself."

"This is my purpose." Tiera said, "My journey has never been a struggle between wizards and wizards, never a struggle between wizards and Muggles, my purpose is the sea of ​​stars."