Harry Potter and the Old Ones

A few days after waking up from his slumber, Harry began to take the train around the city day after day, wandering aimlessly——

That's not accurate.

Harry knew exactly what his purpose was, and he knew exactly what he was doing by repeating this boring behavior day after day.

But he didn't want to admit it, and he didn't want to face the fact that he was avoiding Tiera.

Harry didn't want to stay at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, the home that he and Sirius had been looking forward to for a long time.

There, at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry could hear news about Tiera almost every moment——

From the newspapers delivered every day, from the magic radio Mr. Weasley placed in the kitchen, and from the unabashed conversations of the adults.

Yes, now Harry didn't even need George and Fred Weasley's listening device to hear what Sirius, Moody, Lupin, and the other Order members who occasionally visited Twelve Grimmauld Place were saying about Tiera's spiel.

Their quarrels about Tiera would be heard on time before and after breakfast, lunch, and dinner——

When they get together to prepare food or clear away the dishes, the conversation will always be easily led to Tiela by the information in the newspapers and the radio, and then the volume will gradually increase due to different opinions.

These quarrels would soon break through the thick floors and walls of the old Black family home and reach Harry's ears.

At this moment, Harry knew that it was time to go downstairs for breakfast, lunch or dinner.

But every time Harry walked down the stairs and appeared at the door of the kitchen, the sound of discussions and arguments would stop abruptly, and everyone would greet Harry to sit down as if nothing had happened.

"Tiera cannot be trusted!" This was what Harry overheard Sirius saying. For some reason, Sirius seemed to have some extremely strong hostility towards Tiera.

"He must have some huge conspiracy." Sirius added, "That brat is definitely not just trying to revitalize the magical world."

"Oh, come on, Sirius." This was Mrs. Weasley's voice, "Don't forget, he reopened your case and cleared your name."

"If that doesn't explain it, I don't know what will," said Mrs. Weasley.

Although it was summer vacation, this kind-hearted woman seemed to have noticed Harry's inner tangle and extremely low mood. Therefore, since the inauguration that day, she often brought several Weasley children to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. The visit seemed to be a way of comforting Harry or making him feel the warmth of family.

Hermione would also come to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters from time to time, discreetly talking to Harry about strange things in the Muggle world, and seemed to want to make Harry happy——

Hermione didn't dare to talk about things related to the magical world, because now almost every thing related to the magical world involves Tiera to a greater or lesser extent.

"Speaking of which, we are finally safe this summer vacation... Have you ever thought about traveling somewhere else?" Hermione came again today, so Harry didn't take the subway and wander around London aimlessly. Staying in his large hut facing the street, chatting with Hermione and Ron.

"I mean we can go abroad and travel the Muggle way." Hermione added, "I went to France with my parents before, and it was really fun."

"That's a great idea!" Ron said immediately, "Where are we going?"

"Hmm... I haven't decided yet." Seeing that Harry didn't speak, Hermione asked, "Harry, where do you want to go?"

"Huh? Me?" Harry seemed a little distracted, "I... I can go anywhere."

"Then we have to decide as soon as possible." Ron said half-jokingly, "I have to leave here quickly before my O.W.Ls results come out. I don't dare to be in front of my mother when she gets my O.W.Ls results. Within a radius of five hundred miles.”

"O.W.Ls!?" Hermione exclaimed in surprise, "I remember saying that the O.W.Ls transcripts would be sent to us within a month."

"Is it today?" Hermione looked up at the calendar in Harry's holiday, and her expression suddenly changed——

"It seems to be today, right?" Hermione asked expectantly and excitedly, "I remember we completed the last O.W.Ls exam at this time last month."

"What?" Ron's voice became distorted and broken because of fear, "It's today--"

"Ouch——"

Ron's words were quickly interrupted by a strange bird song——

Harry and Hermione followed the sound of birdsong and looked over——

In the dim dusk outside the window, I saw three black spots slowly getting bigger from far to near.

"That's definitely an owl!" Ron said hoarsely, jumping up like a fire therapy for his buttocks, then leaning against the window and looking out.

"There are...three." Harry said, standing on the other side of Hermione, with an uncontrollable nervousness in his voice.

Although Harry felt irritated about Tiera now, at the end of the day, he was still a student.

As long as you are a student, it is impossible not to feel nervous about your grades.

"One for each of us," Hermione whispered in a nervous expectant voice, "Oh no, oh no, oh no..."

She clutched Harry and Ron's arms tightly. If Harry and Ron weren't wearing long sleeves at this time, they both suspected that Hermione would probably dig her nails into their flesh.

The owls headed straight towards No. 12 Grimmauld Place... To be precise, three owls flew towards the window of Harry's room. The three beautiful tawny owls became more and more prominent as they flew towards the house. clear.

A square envelope was tied to each leg.

"Oh, no!" Hermione whispered in pain, "What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What if I fail? What if I -"

"Oh come on, shut up." Ron rolled his eyes impatiently, "Anyone can fail, but you can't."

As he said that, Harry and Ron opened the window together——

One, two, three, the owl came through the window and settled in a straight line on the table inside Harry's room.

They raised their right feet at the same time——

Like the Pope waiting for his followers to kiss his toes.

Harry walked forward with difficulty, the letter for him tied to the owl in the middle.

He fumbled untied the rope, and to his left, Ron was trying to unwrap his score.

On the right, Hermione was shaking so hard that it made her owl twitch.

Finally, in a flurry, Harry, Ron and Hermione all untied the letter tied to the owl's leg, and Harry tore open the envelope——