Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 839

“Speaking of travel, there’s something important I wanted to discuss with you.” Tiera’s expression suddenly turned serious. He paused, then took out an exquisite ring from his pocket. The ring appeared ordinary, its surface a pale brown, but upon closer inspection, one could see intricate protective spells and runes of magical barriers engraved on it.

And a tiny, dark red gemstone is set in the ring.

“I hope you will wear this ring, Harry.” Tyrell handed the ring to Harry, her voice filled with solemnity.

"It can enhance your ability to resist mental probing, especially from Voldemort," Tierra said in a low voice.

Harry took the ring and examined it carefully.

"What happened?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Could it be Voldemort?"

“He’s hidden himself away by some means,” Tierra said with a frown and a vicious tone. “We’ve temporarily lost track of him.”

"What?" Hermione exclaimed in surprise. "He can hide right under your nose?"

“He borrowed the power of some Great Old One,” Tiera continued, frowning. “He’s cunning, but very clever. If I want to continue investigating, I’ll inevitably have to go around that Great Old One, but that will bring me a lot of trouble. Sigh.”

“That’s why I came here first,” Tierra said. “I need to ensure Harry’s safety first, and then I’ll slowly dig him out, little by little.”

"Heh, the Earth is only so big, he can't escape." Tiera sneered a few times.

Hermione looked nervously at Tyella, who was filled with worry, and sensed the urgency of the situation.

“If there’s anything we can do to help, Tiera, you must tell us,” she said firmly, without a trace of fear in her eyes.

“Thank you, Hermione, but the most important thing now is for Harry to wear this ring.” When Tyella saw that Harry still held the ring flat in his palm, a hint of impatience appeared on her face. “This ring will sever the connection between you and Voldemort, so that he can no longer hurt you.”

“Okay.” Harry nodded, and without further hesitation, gently slipped the ring onto his middle finger.

The ring tightened the moment it touched Harry's finger, and the ring, which was already a bit too big, was now firmly locked on Harry's finger.

"Ah!" Harry exclaimed softly.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked with concern.

“It stings a little,” Harry said, reaching out his other hand to scratch the area where the ring was.

“This is normal,” Tiera said calmly. “To better protect you, this ring will be slightly embedded in your flesh.”

"Oh, is that so?" Harry stopped scratching the ring and raised the hand with the ring on it, puzzled.

Harry observed the ring on his finger. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, the sensation quickly became numb and then disappeared completely. He could feel the ring constantly adjusting itself to fit his finger perfectly.

“Alright, that way, at least for the short term, you're safe. Voldemort will be greatly hindered if he tries to find you through telepathy.” Tyella saw Harry put on the ring, a sinister smile flashing across her face before she spoke calmly.

“Thank you, Tyella, this really matters,” Harry said gratefully.

“We can always rely on you in crucial moments,” Hermione said sincerely to Tierra. “It’s all worth it as long as you’re safe,” Tierra replied calmly.

“Tierra, Voldemort’s actions this time seem incredibly audacious,” Hermione said, looking at Harry and then turning to Tierra, asking with concern, “He actually dared to steal the Philosopher’s Stone right under your nose!”

“It’s just a ritual to become a god,” Tiera said with a smile.

"A godhood ceremony?!" Hermione almost cried out. "Voldemort is... is... is going to become a god?"

“What’s so strange about that?” Tiera said. “Who doesn’t yearn for eternal life?”

"We absolutely cannot let him succeed!" Harry almost shouted anxiously.

"This is my business. You don't need to worry about it or interfere. Just make sure you're safe."

“But—” Hermione wanted to say something more.

“By the way, now that you’re traveling, what are your plans for the future?” Tiera interrupted. “Although I’ve given you tasks and set boundaries for you, I don’t think I’ve ever asked you about your detailed plans.”

"What are your plans for the trip next?" Tierra asked.

“We plan to spend two days in Barcelona,” Hermione said helplessly, knowing that Thiera didn’t want to talk about this topic, so she had to answer honestly, “and then travel along the Spanish coast from Barcelona to Malaga and Valencia. We did our research before we left, and these three cities are where Muggle travelers tend to congregate.”

"And then what?" Tierra pressed.

“Then we plan to take a cruise from Valencia to Greece or Italy,” Hermione said. “We haven’t decided on a specific destination yet. Charlie, Ron, and Ginny prefer to go to Italy first, but George and Fred prefer to go to Greece first and then travel overland from Greece to Italy.”

“I see,” Tiera nodded, then smiled. “I suggest you enjoy yourselves a little longer. There’s no need to rush off.”

"Huh?" Hermione asked in surprise, "Play a little longer? Why?"

"Because the devastated International Magical Federation elections are just around the corner, this will only add fuel to the fire in an already tense situation. Although Voldemort's actions are temporarily hidden, he will definitely tamper with the elections, and when the elections begin, I hope you will be in the middle of the ocean," Tierra said. "Originally, I planned for you to travel through Europe, but now, well, if possible, I would prefer you to visit the Middle East soon, perhaps Jordan, or maybe even see the Panama Canal."

“The sea has already acquired magic.” After a pause, Tiera said meaningfully.

"Do you have any suggestions for us? For example, what should we pay attention to?"

“Anything to watch out for?” Tiera said casually. “Oh, right, don’t forget to litter in the sea, and… try to mention me as little as possible during this time.”

“I will be very busy, and any slight disturbance could distract me!” Tierra warned solemnly.

“Okay! I understand!” Harry and Hermione assured each other.

“Thank you both very much for your support, then…” Tiera suddenly waved her hand.

“Adiós (Goodbye)!” Tierra said in Spanish.

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