Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 145 Where did Tierra go?
After Tierra ran out of the Great Hall, she did not reappear for the entire day.

Whether it was during class, lunch, or the study period before dinner, Thier, who never missed a class, seemed to have vanished from Hogwarts; Harry couldn't find him anywhere.

This left Harry, who was used to Tyella's company, feeling listless all day.

“Don’t worry about Harry.” After Tyella disappeared, Hermione sat down next to Harry in Charms class. “Tyella is much more mature than either of you. He’ll definitely be able to take care of himself.”

“But Hermione, did you see him cry?” Harry said. “I’ve never seen Tyrell cry…and cry so badly…”

“He must have seen something in that prophecy,” Harry said firmly. “Did you see anything in Tyrell’s prophecy?”

“No…” Hermione said, sounding a bit annoyed, “To be honest, Harry, I don’t really believe in those prophecies—”

“But since Tyella has proven the accuracy of his previous prophecies,” Hermione said, “I’ve still thought about Tyella’s prophecies.”

"What did you get?" Harry asked.

“No, nothing at all.” Hermione took the paper Tyella had written on out of her bag. “This is just a list. There’s no connection between the students on it except that they are all from Muggle families… Hmm, I need to check the library.”

After lunch, Hermione went straight to the library, while Harry went to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room—

“Hello, Madam Fat,” Harry asked politely. “Have you...have you seen Tyella?”

“Oh, yes, my dear little Harry,” the fat lady replied with a smile. “This morning at breakfast, Tyella came back, changed her clothes, and then rushed out again.”

"ran away? Where did they go?"

“Go downstairs, but I’m so sorry, child, I’ve been standing here all day. But you can ask Leonardo da Vinci on the first floor.” The plump lady pointed downstairs and said, “He’s on the first floor, near the main entrance.”

“Thank you, Fat Lady.” Harry ran back down to Leonardo da Vinci’s self-portrait on the first floor.

“Mr. Da Vinci, have you seen Tyella?” Harry asked.

"Tiera? That little black-haired, black-eyed wizard who's always sticking to you?" Leonardo da Vinci's self-portrait is one of the few sketches in the entire Hogwarts Castle, depicting a gentle, kind-looking old man.

“Yes,” Harry replied.

“I saw him, probably around breakfast time, the little wizard ran out the back door with tears on his face,” Da Vinci said. “Did you two have a fight? He looked so sad.”

“Oh…no, no, we, we didn’t.” Harry hesitated for a moment, then told Da Vinci everything that had happened that morning.

“So, Tierra del Fuego was a prophet,” Leonardo da Vinci said.

“What do you think that list… means, Mr. Da Vinci?” Harry asked.

"I don't know," Leonardo da Vinci replied.

“But aren’t you a prophet too? Do you have any advice?” Harry asked again.

“No one but the prophet himself can see the whole truth of the future,” Leonardo da Vinci added. “Besides, I’m just a wretched old man who’s been dead for centuries! If you really want to know, I suggest you go after him and ask him.”

“Okay, thank you,” Harry said, then turned and ran toward the back door of Hogwarts Castle.

Stepping out of the back gate of the castle leads to a flat meadow. To the left of the castle stands the Whomping Willow, the tree that Harry and Ron got a good beating from after driving to the school.

A little further on is the winding path leading to Hagrid's cottage.

Harry knocked on Hagrid's door. "Oh, Harry!" Hagrid opened the door from the inside, wearing an apron and baking gloves.

“Harry, what’s wrong? You seem to be in a hurry.” Hagrid stepped aside to let Harry into the hut. “The fresh rock cakes are just out of the oven, come in and have a taste!”

It seems to be lunchtime at Hagrid's house; Hagrid has just taken the food out of the oven.

Dobby was there too, sitting on a high stool, struggling to cut a small piece of rock cake from his plate with a knife and fork.

“No, no, Hagrid, I’ve already eaten,” Harry said. “I just wanted to ask if you and Dobby had seen Tyella. I haven’t seen him all morning. The Fat Ghost said he went out the back door of the castle, so I was wondering if he might have come here…”

“Tiera?” Hagrid said. “I didn’t see her. I’ve been in the Forbidden Forest all morning…and you, Dobby?”

“Dobby…Dobby…nothing either,” Dobby said, continuing to cut the rock cake with his head down.

“Oh… okay,” Harry said, sounding a little disappointed.

“What happened, Harry?” Hagrid asked.

“No…it’s nothing, it’s just…” Harry recounted the events of breakfast to Hagrid in detail.

“Don’t worry about Harry, Tyella will definitely be fine,” Hagrid reassured him. “He… probably just wants to be alone for a while.”

“Oh… okay,” Harry said. “I’ll go back to class now… If you see Tyella, please let me know. I’m worried about him.”

“It definitely will,” Hagrid said.

Harry saw Tyrell again at the university hospital—

Halfway through dinner that day, Professor McGonagall suddenly walked in.

It was only then that Harry realized that half of the teachers had not attended dinner that day.

“Harry, Ron, and Hermione, please come with me,” Professor McGonagall said to me with a serious expression. “I have some questions for you.”

The three who lost points exchanged glances, then followed Professor McGonagall out of the Great Hall.

Before leaving, Ron quickly shoveled two bites of the buttered fried rice on his plate.

“I hope you won’t panic or be afraid.” Teacher McGonagall led Harry, Hermione, and Ron to the entrance of the school hospital. “Headmaster Dumbledore just returned from the Ministry of Magic after hearing about this. He and the heads of the four houses are inside… Please don’t be too nervous… We just want to ask you a few questions. Trust me, Tyella will be fine.”

Hearing McGonagall say that, Harry felt a bad premonition.

"Now, go in." Professor McGonagall pushed open the heavy doors of the university hospital and said to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

The university hospital was empty. Mrs. Pomfrey, Professor Snape, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Sprout were all gathered around a hospital bed.

When they saw McGonagall bring Harry, Ron, and Hermione in, the professors shifted slightly to the side, revealing the person lying on the sickbed—

It's Tiera!

His blank eyes were wide open, his face filled with an unspeakable fear, and he hung stiffly in mid-air, his hands covering his body.

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