Harry and "Tiera" went away on a whim, but returned with a disappointment.

Harry didn't quite know how he got back to Honeyduke's cellar, and how he tunneled into the castle again, like a walking dead.

All he knew was that the return journey didn't seem to take much time, and he hardly noticed what he was doing, because his mind was full of what he had just heard--

Why hasn't anyone told him? Dumbledore, Hagrid, the Weasleys, Cornelius Fudge... His parents were betrayed to death by their best friend, why was no one ever told him about it?

During dinner, Ron and Hermione had been watching Harry and "Tiera" uneasily, afraid to talk easily about what they had overheard, because Percy was sitting next to them—

And "Tiera"'s face was also gray, and it seemed that his mood was even lower and heavier than Harry's.

After dinner, they returned to the crowded common room, and Harry, wanting to be alone, said goodbye to Ron and Hermione, and quietly went to the empty dormitory, all the way to his bedside table—

"Tiera" looked at Harry worriedly, thought about it, and followed silently——

Harry came to his bedroom, took the Firebolt off his bed, and put it aside gently, as if even the Firebolt broom couldn't make him happy.

Harry pushed aside the books neatly stacked on the floor as if to vent, and quickly found what he was looking for from the messy pile of books——

A leather-bound album, which Hagrid had given him two years ago, filled with enchanted pictures of his parents.

He sat on the bed, pulled the curtains around the bed, hid himself in a closed space, and started flipping the album page by page—

Until, he stopped at the photo of his parents' wedding day. His dad was waving at him, smiling all over his face, his messy black hair that Harry had inherited stood up in every direction.

There is also a mother in the picture, her face glowing with happiness, standing side by side with his father arm in arm, and—

It 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 it was Blake in this old photo—

The face of Sirius Black in the photo is not sunken and sallow, but it is handsome and smiling.

Was he already working for Voldemort when this photo was taken? Is he already planning to kill the two people around him? Did he know he was going to face the twelve years of Azkaban that would make him unrecognizable?

But the dementors didn't affect him, Harry thought, staring at the handsome smiling face. If they were too close, he didn't necessarily have to hear my mom scream, Harry snapped the album shut, reached down and tucked it into the bedside table, took off his robe, took off his glasses, and lay down on the bed—

"Ha... Harry?"

"Tiera" carefully touched Harry's bedside, opened the curtain and sat beside Harry——

"Tiera" patted Harry's shoulder lightly. But didn't say anything other than a shout out to Harry.

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

Of course, Sirius, like Harry, listened to the words of McGonagall, Cornelius Fudge, Hagrid, and Ms. Rostamore—

Sirius got his first taste of being misunderstood.

The Pride of Heaven, Sirius Black, never cared about these misunderstandings, these rumors—

Until now, he has finally tasted the bitter fruit of his wild and unrestrained behavior when he was young.

"I hope he finds me," said Harry. "I'll be ready when he finds me."

There was a feeling of hatred flowing through Harry that he had never known before, a feeling of hatred like poison—

"I'm going to kill him!"

said Harry.

...

After completing the transaction, Tiera slowly withdrew from the temple, and honestly rode the multi-galley galleon of the moon beast to the cold plateau instead of teleporting directly by the authority of her own space——

There are countless unborn Outer Gods and Outer God cubs lurking in the cosmic void between the moon and the Dreamland. Tiera cannot predict what this starry sky full of Outer Gods will do to her space authority. such influence.

Therefore, Tiera still felt that caution was the top priority, and there was absolutely no need to save so much time and face unknown dangers.

After arriving at the Cold Plateau, Tiera returned to Central Asia through the cave along the way the expedition team came.

But before the spirituality of Peter Pettigrew and Parasite is returned to the original body——

Tiera first modified the expedition team's memory to prevent exposure.

In the latest version of the expedition team's memory, they found the cave and entered the cave, but found nothing. It was an ordinary cave with some dangerous unknown creatures living in it—

While exploring the cave, former Soviet KGB agent Sumarokov Romanov was attacked by a giant purple spider.

Fortunately, Sumarok Romanov, a former KGB agent with extensive experience in wild survival, quickly suppressed the spread of the venom with the help of the medicine he carried and the help of other teammates.

The scientific expedition team, who had nothing to gain, decided to stay in the local hospital after obtaining the consent of the gold owner's father, Gilderoy Lockhart, and then set off back to the UK after Sumarok Romanov's injury was healed.

After dealing with the Central Asia matter, Tiera asked the "Heir" to carry the flowing silver and the pillar of copper directly to open a door of light and return to the underground secret room at Hogwarts.

The Gryffindor bedroom in Hogwarts Towers at this time.

Harry didn't fall asleep until dawn, and Sirius Black stayed up all night. He stayed with Harry until there was a steady breathing sound from Harry's side, and Sirius Black got up and walked quietly to Glenn. Fendor's common room, and then walked out of the common room through the portrait of the Fat Lady——

Today will probably be my last night at Hogwarts. Tomorrow morning at 6:30, all the little wizards who leave school will take the Hogwarts Express from the Hogsmeade platform to leave Hogwarts Hereby—

"Tiera" is the group of wizards who left the school. Whether it is to complete the Unbreakable Curse or to eradicate Tiera, Sirius must leave the school.

So even though it seemed unlikely, Sirius wanted to try again to see if he could find Peter Pettigrew on his last night away from school.

"Looks like you're enjoying your campus life?"

Sirius suddenly heard Tiera's voice——

He looked around vigilantly~lightnovelpub.net~ Beside Sirius, there was a large floor-to-ceiling window, the emptiness of the night outside the floor-to-ceiling window turned this window into a mirror——

Tiera's reflection in the mirror was smiling, slowly approaching the mirror.

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

"I...I will."

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

"After getting off the train tomorrow, go directly to No. 12 Grimmauld Place." Tiera said, "I will meet you halfway."

"Okay." Sirius replied.

"Good luck then." Tiera in the mirror bowed and took a few steps back, "Enjoy the last few hours as a student."

After speaking, Tiera in the mirror returned to a normal image.

Sirius, who had been nervous all the time, breathed a sigh of relief, but what he didn't notice was that the cold sweat had wet the clothes behind him.