Harry and "Tiera" left in good spirits, but returned disappointed.
Harry had no idea how he got back to Honeydukes' cellar and how he got through the tunnels and entered the castle again, like a zombie.
All he knew was that the journey back seemed to take little time, and he hardly noticed what he was doing because his mind was so full of what he had just heard—
Why didn't anyone tell him? Dumbledore, Hagrid, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Cornelius Fudge... His parents were betrayed and died by their best friends. Why had no one ever told him about this?
During dinner, Ron and Hermione had been watching Harry and "Tiera" uneasily, not daring to talk about what they had overheard easily, because Percy was sitting next to them——
And "Tiera"'s face was also gloomy, and she seemed to be in a lower and heavier mood than Harry.
After dinner, they returned to the crowded common room. Harry wanted to be alone, so he said goodbye to Ron and Hermione, and quietly went to the empty dormitory, heading towards his bedside table——
"Tiera" looked at Harry worriedly, thought for a while, and followed silently——
Harry came to his dormitory, took down the Firebolt from his bed, and then gently put it aside. It seemed that even the Firebolt and broom could not make him happy.
Harry pushed the books neatly stacked on the floor aside as if to vent his anger, and quickly found what he was looking for from the messy pile of books——
A leather-bound photo album, given to him by Hagrid two years ago, filled with magical photos of his parents.
He sat on the bed, drew the curtains around the bed, hid himself in a closed space, and started flipping through the photo album page by page——
Until, he stopped at a photo of his parents on their wedding day. His dad was waving to him, smiling broadly, his messy black hair that Harry had inherited sticking up in every direction.
There was also a mother in the photo, her face glowing with happiness, standing arm in arm with her father, and—
That must be him. Their best man, Harry had never thought of him before.
If he didn't know it was the same person, he would never have guessed that the person in the old photo was Blake -
Sirius Black's face in the photo was not sunken and sallow, but handsome and smiling.
Was he already working for Voldemort when this photo was taken? Was he already planning to kill the two people around him? Did he know he was facing twelve years in Azkaban, twelve years that would render him unrecognizable?
But the Dementors had no effect on him, Harry thought, glaring at the handsome smiling face. He didn't have to hear my mother scream if they were too close. Harry snapped the album shut, reached over and shoved the album into the bedside table, took off his robe, took off his glasses, and lay down on the bed—
"Ha...Harry?"
"Tiera" carefully touched the edge of Harry's bed, opened the curtain and sat next to Harry——
"Tiera" patted Harry's shoulder gently. But he said nothing except calling Harry.
Sirius Black was beside Harry when they were in the pub. He and Harry were hiding under James' old invisibility cloak.
Of course, Sirius, like Harry, listened to the conversations of McGonagall, Cornelius Fudge, Hagrid and Ms. Rostamor word for word——
Sirius experienced for the first time what it felt like to be misunderstood.
Sirius Black, the proud son of heaven, had never cared about these misunderstandings, these rumors -
Until now, he finally tasted the bitter consequences of his wild and unrestrained behavior in his youth.
"I hope he finds me," Harry said. "I'll be ready when he finds me."
There was a hatred flowing through Harry's body that he had never known before. This feeling of hatred was like poison -
"I'm going to kill him!"
Harry said.
…
After completing the transaction, Tiera slowly exited the temple, and honestly took the moon beast's multi-oared sailing ship to the Cold Plateau instead of teleporting directly with the authority of her own space——
There are countless unborn Outer Gods and Outer God babies lurking in the void of the universe between the moon and the Dreamland. Tiera cannot predict what this starry sky filled with Outer Gods will do to her space authority. Such impact.
Therefore, Tiera still felt that it was better to be cautious. There was no need to save so much time and face unknown dangers.
After arriving at the Cold Plateau, Tiera followed the path the scientific expedition team took and returned to Central Asia through the cave.
But before letting the spirituality of Peter Pettigrew and the "Parasite" return to their original form——
Tiera first modified the scientific expedition team's memory to prevent exposure.
In the latest version of the scientific expedition team's memory, they found the cave and entered the cave, but found nothing. It was just an ordinary cave with some dangerous unknown creatures living in it——
While exploring a cave, Soviet KGB agent Sumarokov Romanov is attacked by a giant purple spider.
Fortunately, Sumaro Romanov was a former KGB agent with extensive wilderness survival experience. With the help of the medicines he carried and other teammates, he quickly suppressed the spread of the venom.
After getting nothing from the sponsor's father, Gilderoy Lockhart, the scientific expedition team decided to stay at a local hospital and wait for Sumaro Romanov to recover from his injury before setting off back to the UK.
After dealing with matters in Central Asia, Tiera asked the "Inheriter" to carry the flowing silver and the copper of the pillar to directly open a door of light and return to the underground chamber of Hogwarts.
Gryffindor's dormitory in Hogwarts Tower.
Harry didn't fall asleep until dawn, but Sirius Black stayed up all night. He stayed with Harry until Harry heard steady breathing, and then Sirius Black got up and walked quietly to Granville. Fendo's common room, and then exited the common room through the Fat Lady's portrait——
Today will most likely be the last night he stays at Hogwarts. At 6:30 tomorrow morning, all the little wizards leaving school will take the Hogwarts Express from the platform of Hogsmeade Village to leave Hogwarts. Hereby——
"Tiera" is the group of wizards who left school. Whether it is to complete the unbreakable curse or to eradicate Tiera, Sirius must leave school.
So even though he thought it was unlikely, Sirius wanted to try again and see if he could find Peter Pettigrew on his last night away from school.
"You seem to be enjoying your campus life?"
Sirius suddenly heard Tiera's voice——
He looked around alertly. Next to Sirius, there was a large floor-to-ceiling window. The empty night outside the floor-to-ceiling window turned the window into a mirror——
Tiera's reflection in the mirror was smiling, slowly approaching the mirror.
"Today is the last day." Tiera said with a smile in the mirror, "Remember to keep your promise."
"I...I will."
"Tiera", or rather Sirius, outside the mirror responded.
"After getting off the train tomorrow, go directly to No. 12 Grimmauld Place." Tiera said, "I will meet you halfway."
"Okay." Sirius replied.
"Then good luck." Tiera in the mirror bowed and took a few steps back. "Enjoy the last few hours as a student."
After saying that, Tiera in the mirror returned to her normal image.
Sirius, who had been tense, breathed a sigh of relief, but what he didn't notice was that cold sweat had wet the clothes on his back.
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