"Is it dangerous?" Harry asked quietly, eyeing Hermione who was absent-mindedly playing cards with a worried look on his face.

"I don't know." Tierra shook her head and said, "The dream gods, like the phoenix, are born divine creatures, and they are existences in the same dimension as me. I can't treat them like I treat other wizards or numbness." They may have a friendly attitude towards Hermione, the unexpected intruder, but they may be more likely to treat this low-dimensional intruder with malice and drive away."

"After I brought Hermione back that time, I cast the Heris spell on his spiritual dimension, using the Heris potion as the raw material for casting the spell, and built a permanent spiritual and spiritual barrier for her, preventing her from sleeping again. Accidentally entered the Dreamland and Kadath."

"But she..." said Harry.

"But she's already deeply infatuated with it." Tierra said.

"Kadas... What is the charm that Hermione can be addicted to?" Harry asked puzzled.

From Harry's point of view, it is almost impossible for something like "addiction" to happen to the rational Hermione.

"Because Kadasi was created to lure others into becoming addicted." Tierra smiled, "Kadasi is not a paradise, it is a cage, and it is a breeding tank specially created for those ancient gods. Kadasi is Created by a certain great existence, Kadasi has gathered all the beautiful dreams from the birth of the universe to the present. The purpose of that great existence to create it is very clear, to keep ancient gods in captivity like captive pets... .. Kadath will lure all intelligent beings who have seen or encountered it into obsession or obsession."

"Then Hermione..." Harry asked worriedly.

"I got it back in time, and Hermione stayed there for a relatively short time. This kind of obsession and obsession is only on the surface, and has not penetrated into her subconscious." Tierra said, "The reason why she is so anxious now Looking for the dreamland, looking for Kadath, besides Kadath is really attractive, the main reason is that she was proposed to the research group by me, and I couldn't accept it for a while, and I needed to find something to do to fill the empty time."

"Don't worry, Hermione will be fine." Tierra said with a smile, "I will keep an eye on her from time to time so that she won't have the chance to return to the Dreamland again. The problem now is you, Harry."

"Me?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Because of Voldemort's soul in your body, I can't build a spiritual barrier in your spiritual dimension like Hermione, so that it is very likely that Voldemort's soul fragments will fuse with your soul." Tierra said , "So learn Occlumency as soon as possible."

"But, Tierra, you dragged me back, I..." Harry seemed to want to ask something, but was soon interrupted by Tierra.

"Dreamland is a very special place, Harry." Tierra said, "It is a parallel space composed of the subconsciousness and dreams of intelligent life in the universe. If you have been to Dreamland, then from your deep dreamland to the fantasy world. The door of the dream is opened... It's like a brand, you give a speech to the horse, take it to a grassland, and then it can follow the memory to return to the grassland... Unless you can keep vigilant at all times, one day, you will unintentionally pass through the dream gap and return to the dreamland."

"So... am I in danger then?" Harry asked.

"No, the Dreamland is half of my territory. I can become a god, relying on the favor of the actual ruler and creator of the Dreamland and the small breadcrumbs left by me. In the Dreamland, I can have something similar to the first Five dimensions, the power of the old rulers, and with the help of the special environment of the dreamland, I can briefly touch the branch of time, and I can use the dreamland as a springboard to jump towards the nearby time node, so once you happen in the dreamland Dangerous, as long as it doesn’t involve the real Old Ones, the ancient gods and the cubs of the Outer Gods, I will always be able to rescue them in time.” Tierra said with a smile, “However, I still suggest that you wear thicker clothes when you sleep, although I can rescue in time, but the feeling of being frozen is not good, right?"

"Yeah!" Harry said, nodding vigorously.

At this time, the Christmas atmosphere in No. 12, Grimmauld Place was already extremely intense.

Fleur Delacour and Bill Weasley seemed to have had a little alcohol, and she looked so drunk now that she even started singing along to Beckman on the radio.

Sirius Black and Lupine were talking about something. They were sitting by the fire, and they looked like they had drunk a little wine. Their faces were glowing red from the light from the fire, and they seemed to be having a good chat.

But soon, at half past ten, this fiery Christmas atmosphere was mercilessly interrupted by Mrs. Weasley.

"Okay, friends!" Mrs. Weasley seemed to be a little drunk, stood up staggeringly, clapped her hands, and shouted, "It's time to go to bed!"

"Quick, it's time to go to bed!" Mrs. Weasley urged again, with her hips akimbo, "Don't ask me to invite you."

Tierra was the first to move. He stood up, greeted everyone in the room, and then bowed deeply like a magician who ended his performance in the Muggle world. , and when he straightened up, Tierra's body turned into golden pieces of paper flying all over the sky.

It was as if Tiera had never been here before. If it wasn't for the unfinished bacon still in the kitchen, Harry would even think that Tiera's arrival was just a fantasy of his.

After Tierra disappeared, Harry and Ron also acted quickly. The meaning of Mrs. Weasley's coercion was almost engraved in their genes~lightnovelpub.net~ They returned to the bedroom on the third floor as usual , where there are two beds, one for Harry and one for Ron.

Ron fell asleep immediately, but before bed Harry got into the trunk and produced his Advanced Potion-Making Tutorial.

He opened the book and started to read, because of Tierra's talk, Harry was a little bit resistant to sleep now, but he had to sleep again, so he was going to read for a while until he couldn't bear it any longer before going to bed.

The next morning, Harry woke up to find an inflated stocking lying at the end of his bed.

He put on his glasses and looked around. The windows on the third floor of No. 12 Grimmauld Place were completely blurred by snow. Ron sat upright on the bed, checking a heavy gold chain.

"What's that?" Harry asked.

"It was given by Lavender." Ron said with a little disgust, "She sincerely hoped that I would wear this..."

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