Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 222 The person in the mirror

Harry and Tyella went there full of excitement, but returned disappointed.

Harry was not very clear about how he got back to Honeydukes's cellars and how he crawled through the tunnels to get back into the castle; he was like a walking corpse.

He only knew that the return journey seemed to have taken little time, and he barely noticed what he was doing because his mind was completely occupied with what he had just heard—

Why didn't anyone tell him this? Dumbledore, Hagrid, the Weasleys, Cornelius Fudge... Why was he never told that his parents were betrayed and killed by their best friend?

During dinner, Ron and Hermione kept a nervous eye on Harry and Tyella, hesitant to discuss what they had overheard, because Percy was sitting nearby.

Tierra's face was equally ashen, and she seemed even more depressed and heavy-hearted than Harry.

After dinner, they returned to the crowded common room. Harry wanted some peace and quiet, so he said goodbye to Ron and Hermione and quietly went to his empty dormitory, heading straight for his bedside table—

Tyella glanced at Harry worriedly, thought for a moment, and then silently followed.

Harry went to his bedroom, took the Firebolt from his bed, and gently placed it aside. It seemed even a Firebolt broom couldn't cheer him up.

Harry angrily pushed aside the books that were neatly stacked on the floor, and quickly found what he was looking for among 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 it, hiding himself in a closed space, and began to flip through the photo album page by page—

Until he stopped at a photo of his parents' wedding day. His father was waving at him, all smiles, his messy black hair, inherited from Harry, standing on end in all directions.

The photo also includes the mother, her face radiant with happiness, standing hand-in-hand with her father, and—

That must be him. Their best man, someone Harry had never thought of before.

If he hadn't known it was the same person, he would never have guessed that the person in that old photograph was Blake.

Sirius Black's face in the photo is not sunken or sallow, but rather 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 would face twelve years in Azkaban, twelve years that would make him unrecognizable?

But the Dementors had no effect on him, Harry thought, staring at the handsome smiling face. If they were too close, he wouldn't necessarily have to hear my mother scream. Harry snapped the photo album shut, shoved it into the bedside table, took off his robes and glasses, and lay down on the bed—

"Huh... Harry?"

Tyella cautiously approached Harry's bedside, drew back the curtains, and sat down beside him.

Tyella gently patted Harry on the shoulder. But she didn't say anything else besides calling out "Harry!"

Sirius Black was with Harry in the tavern, hiding with him under James's old invisibility cloak.

Sirius, like Harry, overheard every word of the conversation between McGonagall, Cornelius Fudge, Hagrid, and Mrs. Rostamore.

Sirius experienced being misunderstood for the first time.

Sirius Black, the pride of heaven, never cared about these misunderstandings and rumors before—

Now, he is finally reaping the bitter fruits of his youthful arrogance and unruly behavior.

“I hope he finds me,” Harry said. “I’ll be ready once he does.”

Harry was filled with a hatred he had never known before, a hatred that was like poison—

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Harry said. ...

After completing the transaction, Tiera slowly withdrew from the temple and obediently traveled to the Cold Plateau aboard the moon beast's multi-oared sailing ship instead of using her spatial authority to teleport directly.

Countless unborn Outer Gods and their offspring lurk in the cosmic void between the Moon and the Dreamland. Tiera cannot predict what kind of impact this starry sky, filled with Outer Gods, will have on her spatial authority.

Therefore, Tiera still felt that caution was the best policy and there was absolutely no need to save a little time and face unknown dangers.

After reaching the cold plateau, Tiera followed the route the expedition team had taken and returned to Central Asia through the cave.

However, before Peter Pettigrew and the "parasite" regain their spirituality—

Tierra first altered the expedition team's memories to prevent them from being exposed.

In the latest version of the expedition team's memory, they found the cave and entered it, but discovered nothing. It was just an ordinary cave inhabited by some dangerous, unknown creatures.

During his exploration of the cave, former Soviet KGB agent Sumarokov Romanov was attacked by a giant purple spider.

Fortunately, Sumarokromanov was a former KGB agent with extensive wilderness survival experience. With the help of his medical supplies and other teammates, he quickly contained the spread of the venom.

Having found nothing, the expedition team, with the permission of their sponsor Gidro Lockhart, decided to stay at the local hospital until Sumarokromanov recovered before setting off back to England.

After dealing with the affairs of Central Asia, Tierra instructed the "Inheritor" to use the Flowing Silver and the Pillar Bronze to open a portal to light and return to the Chamber of Secrets beneath Hogwarts.

This is the Gryffindor dormitory in the Hogwarts Tower.

Harry didn't fall asleep until dawn, while Sirius Black stayed up all night, keeping him company until he heard Harry's steady breathing. Only then did Sirius Black get up, quietly walk to the Gryffindor common room, and then leave through the portrait of the Fat Lady.

Tonight will likely be my last night at Hogwarts. Tomorrow morning at 6:30, all the graduating wizards will board the Hogwarts Express at the Hogsmeade station and leave Hogwarts.

The "Tierra" were among the wizards who left the school. Whether to complete the Unbreakable Curse or to eliminate the Tierra, Sirius had to leave.

So even though he thought it was unlikely, Sirius wanted to try one more time to see if he could find Peter the Little Star on his last night away from school.

"You seem to be enjoying your campus life?"

Sirius suddenly heard Tierra's voice—

He glanced around warily. Next to Sirius Black was a large floor-to-ceiling window, the empty darkness outside turning the window into a mirror—

Tiera's reflection in the mirror was smiling, slowly moving closer to the mirror surface.

"Today is the last day," Tiera said with a smile in the mirror. "Remember to keep your promise."

"I...I will."

"Tiera," or Sirius, responded from outside the mirror.

“After you get off the train tomorrow, go straight to number twelve Grimoire Square,” Tierra said. “I will meet you on the way.”

“Okay,” Sirius replied.

“Then good luck.” The Tiera in the mirror bowed and took a few steps back. “Enjoy your last few hours as a student.”

After she finished speaking, Tiera in the mirror returned to her normal image.

Sirius, who had been on edge, breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't notice that cold sweat had soaked the back of his clothes.

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