After Halloween, the first Quidditch match was approaching, but the weather was getting worse. Under Mrs Hooch's supervision, the Gryffindor team trained bravely, harder than ever.

Although Harry was incredibly busy with both his schoolwork and his Quidditch training, Harry still felt that he was having a very relaxing life—

Because the former Tiera came back, the one who stood silently behind Harry and planned everything for Harry, Tiera came back——

When Harry came back from training in the cold rainy day, "Tiera" would hand him a towel, a bowl of hot soup and a bottle of cold medicine; when Harry was too busy training to take care of his homework, "Tiella" Yella" will offer to help Harry complete—

Tiera would also cheer Harry up when he was nervous; accompany him to scold Harry when Snape made trouble, instead of trying to persuade Harry to calm down like before—

It was as if a strange tacit understanding had been established between the two of them. There seemed to be no verbal communication between them. Often, Harry only needed one movement and one look to complete the communication with "Tiera". Ra will have everything ready for Harry, like Harry's strong backing—

This gave Harry a sense of belonging for the first time, as if he had found the backbone.

But after the last training session before Saturday's game, Harry returned from the Quidditch training ground lost.

"What's wrong? Harry."

"Tiera" put a dry warm towel on Harry at the right time.

"It's a match." Harry said disappointedly, "We're not competing with Slytherin anymore, we're going to compete with Huff Patch. Our training the previous week was all for Slytherin, I'm afraid..."

Although Draco Malfoy was in the second grade, he was not able to join the Quidditch team in Slytherin because of a sum of money cheated by Tierra in his family.

But in the Slytherin Seeker selection at the end of the second year, he still stood out, relying on his own strength and donating one person and a Nimbus 2000 to the Slytherin team and successfully entered the Slytherin Quidditch. team.

But I didn't expect this new Seeker to lay in the hospital for a week before he started training——

Although he finally recovered completely before Quidditch training, thanks to Draco Malfoy's usual superb acting skills, at least half of the people at Hogwarts thought that Draco Malfoy was still alive——

This is also the reason why many young wizards began to alienate Tiera:

They have never seen such a brutal, direct and **** fighting style.

When it was Quidditch's turn, although Draco Malfoy also secretly trained with the army, he declared to the public that Draco Malfoy's injury was still not optimistic——

Therefore, when the game was approaching, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team suddenly attacked, citing Draco Malfoy's injury as an excuse, and suddenly applied to change the order of the game.

"Don't worry, Harry, don't worry." Sirius comforted Harry as he served a bowl of hot soup, "You're the youngest Seeker, your talent is unmatched, and your training is better than yours. They work hard. Those little scumbags in Slytherin think they can beat you with these little tricks? They are too tender! They don't know that the real strength lies in hard training, hard learning, not these flies. trick!"

"Believe in yourself, Harry, you are the best."

"Tiella" said and hugged Harry gently again.

"Um...Thank you, thank you." Harry lowered his head silently and drank the soup, not knowing whether it was because of the warm atmosphere in the room or the hot soup in his hands, Harry's cheeks were stained with a blush.

In the next day's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Harry and "Tiera" were rarely late because after drinking the hot soup last night, "Tiera" played with Harry in order to relieve Harry's nervousness. After a night of wizard chess, they got up a little late this morning.

"Sorry, I'm late, Lupin..."

When Harry took "Tiera" by the hand and broke into the classroom, it was not Professor Lupin who was watching him from the podium, but Snape.

"This class started ten minutes ago, Potter, and I think ten points for Gryffindor. Sit down."

But Harry didn't move, neither did Tiera.

"Where did Lupin go?"

"Tiera" asked.

"He said he was too sick to go to class today." Snape said, looking away, "Didn't I tell you to sit down?"

"How... um..." Just when Harry was about to continue to ask, "Tiella" grabbed Harry and pulled Harry to take a seat in the last row.

"Tiella, do you know what's wrong?" After taking a seat, Harry asked quietly—

Tiera seemed to have become more cheerful than before. This was Harry's most intuitive feeling for Tiera. It was no longer the faint polite smile that he had been holding, but it became more vivid and bright—

This allowed Harry to read a lot from Tiera's expression and eyes.

"Well...but I can't tell you, Harry," said Sirius, "but you can rest assured that Lupin will be fine."

"Okay," Harry replied.

Since Tiera didn't want to say it, Harry didn't ask.

Harry trusted Tiera.

……

At the same time, the real Tiera received a letter from the University of Greenwich——

They found the cave described in Merlin's notes, and they found the entrance to the Dreamland——

"It's a good time." Tiera said with a smile, and after seeing Peter Pettigrew lying on the sofa, her smile instantly faded, "It just so happens that you can come in handy too."

After speaking, Tiera beckoned and called the "Heir" over, then picked up a long-prepared box without traces, and put the "Heir" in the box.

After doing all this, Tiera stretched his hand and pushed it forward, a door of light appeared in front of Tiera, and then Tiera wriggled with flesh and blood, turning into the appearance of Gilderoy Lockhart.

The next moment, "Gidero Lockhart" appeared at the entrance of the Religious Research Laboratory of Cults and Ancient Mysticism at the University of Greenwich~lightnovelpub.net~Mr. Lockhart! Professor Lockhart! "

As soon as Gilderoy Lockhart walked into the office, archaeologist Judy Wilson gave Gilderoy Lockhart a big hug.

"This... what is this for?" Tiera was puzzled.

"For your contribution to all mankind!" Judy Wilson said excitedly, "We found it! I think you are right! Dreamland does exist!"

"Oh?" Gilderoy Lockhart raised his eyebrows and looked at Judy Wilson.

By looking at archaeologist Judy Wilson, Tiera saw what she was thinking—

In the process of finding missing events and demonic trading legends in Central Asia, they integrated a large number of archaeological documents and historical materials.

From the massive documents and countless cultural relics that do not belong to the aesthetic style of any other civilization, they discovered an ancient civilization that was hidden under the various civilizations in Central Asia like a shadow——

Dreamland is no longer a meaningless fantasy of a stupid big dog——

Led by this stupid big dog, they found a civilization completely undiscovered.

This means money, fame, and endless glory to them, and they have even compiled their speeches for TV interviews for the rest of their lives.

Dreamland, it has become synonymous with a brand new archaeological discovery——

Just like their current mood, it is as beautiful as a dream.

"I'm glad you think so." After listening to the reports from Judy Wilson and others, Tiera stood up with a smile and said, "Then I think you must go to the Dreamland yourself, right?"