Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Harry was obviously in a much better mood after receiving Tiera's Christmas gift——

Of course, Harry's subjective factors accounted for only a small part of this, and most of the reason was because Voldemort was eager to test the newly obtained Helis potion, and he had no time and did not want to talk to Harry.

After all, long before this semester, Tiera had used her demonic incarnation buried in Voldemort's body to induce Voldemort to split another Horcrux bit by bit, but Voldemort's soul had been split to the point of being inseparable, so Tiera had to give Voldemort a soul-enhancing potion.

because--

Voldemort's Horcruxes are really not enough.

Now there are five pieces of Voldemort's soul left——

One piece of Voldemort himself, one in Tiera's belly, one in Harry's body, one in the snake Nagini, and one in Hufflepuff's golden cup.

To be honest, this Horcrux is simply not enough. In addition to the one in her belly, Tiera needs at least three fragments of Voldemort, and -

Voldemort himself cannot move as a reserve food, and Tiera currently needs a big villain as an external threat to help Tiera gather wizards.

And the soul in Tiela's belly cannot be taken out as a template.

Then the only one left is the Orochi Nagini, but she is a living Horcrux, violent and difficult to control, and Tiera has other plans for her——

Tiera believed that no matter how sincere Nagini was to Voldemort, as long as Tiera offered to help her restore her human form, Nagini would definitely rebel.

Harry is a stable channel for delivering false news to Voldemort. Through Harry and her clone buried in Voldemort's body, Tiera can make Voldemort act according to his wishes.

As for the last item, Hufflepuff's golden cup is the only Horcrux that Tiera can use freely at this stage, but it is far from enough -

Tiera still needs at least two Horcruxes, which requires Voldemort to work harder and harder to create two more Horcruxes.

Of course, Tiera only used Voldemort as a tool, and she did not want to train him to become a stronger Dark Lord, so the Herris potion that Tiera gave to Voldemort was not complete——

To be precise, this is not the Helis potion that Tiera finally took, but what was recorded in Merlin's notes. Merlin successfully produced a version of the experimental potion before the Helis potion, which enhanced the soul or spiritual dimension. The effect is stronger, but it does not build a spiritual wall for the drinker.

Christmas in fifth grade passed quickly. Harry spent this Christmas very peacefully. Harry had no similar nightmares this Christmas or even in the days after Christmas, and he never saw anything again. The strange statue, Harry thought, was the result of the potion Tiera gave him, but Tiera knew——

The main reason was that Voldemort was busy testing the effects of the potion and had no time to talk to Harry.

After all, the potion Tiera gave Harry was also an experimental version of Helis' potion, which could only enhance mental power but not build a spiritual wall.

As far as the gap between Harry and Voldemort is concerned, the increase in mental power from a bottle of potion is really not enough.

On the second day of Christmas, Harry, Hermione and the rest of the Weasley family went to St. Mungo's to visit the injured Mr. Weasley.

There, they happened to meet Neville and Neville's grandmother who came to visit their parents——

It was an old witch with a terrifyingly serious expression, wearing a green robe and moth-eaten fox fur, and her pointed hat was obviously decorated with a stuffed vulture——

Every time he looked at this outfit, Harry could always think of the Boggart in Lupin's Defense Against the Dark Arts class in third year.

Once turned into Snape's face, Neville's grandmother's clothes, this was the only time Harry smiled at Snape's face.

Harry suddenly realized who the patient was on the two beds over there.

He desperately tried to drag the others and leave the ward quickly before Neville noticed him, but Ron had sharp eyes and a quick mouth. Before Harry could stop him, he had already shouted: "Neville!"

Neville shuddered and flinched, as if a bullet had just passed him.

"It's us, Neville!" Ron waved his hand happily, "Long time no see! I'm so happy to see you. Who are you coming to see?"

"Is he your friend, Neville, little dear?" Neville's grandmother turned her head, changed her expression to a slightly kinder one, and then said kindly, walking towards them.

Neville seemed to rather be anywhere in the world than here. His round face turned purple and he didn't dare to meet their eyes.

"Ah, yes." His grandma looked at Harry carefully and stretched out a dry, eagle-claw-like hand to hold for him, "Yes, yes, of course I know who you are, Harry Potter, right? Neville thinks very highly of you."

"Uh...thank you, thank you." Harry shook hands with him. Neville didn't look at him, only stared at his feet, his face getting redder and redder.

"You are obviously from the Weasley family." Mrs. Longbottom extended her hand to Ron nobly, "Yes, I know your parents...of course, not very well...they are both good people, great people, you must be Hermione Granger, right?"

Hermione seemed surprised to hear Mrs. Longbottom knew her name, but shook her hand.

"Yes, Neville told me that you helped him overcome some difficulties. Isn't it... a pity... a pity that Tiera is so young... I have always heard Neville mention him before..." She regretted Said, "I hope you will express your condolences and accept the change..."

After saying that, Neville's grandmother, Mrs. Longbottom, looked down at Neville along her pointed nose with a stern and scrutinizing look, then turned her head toward the two beds inside, and the vulture on her hat shook frighteningly, "Tie La is a Muggle-born child, but he does better than other children from wizarding families. It's a pity that our Neville did not inherit his father's talent..."

"What?" Ron asked in surprise. After Harry and Hermione heard what happened to Ron, they almost reached out their hands to cover Ron's mouth, but -

"Is that your dad over there, Neville?" But it was still a step too late, Ron had already asked.

"What?" Mrs. Longbottom's face suddenly became terrifyingly serious, and she asked sternly, "Have you never told your friends about your parents, Neville?"

Neville took a deep breath, looked up at the ceiling, and shook his head.

Harry couldn't remember who he felt so sorry for, but he couldn't think of any way to help Neville.

"Humph, this is nothing to be ashamed of!" Mrs. Longbottom said angrily, "You should be proud, Neville, proud! They sacrificed their health and sanity not to make their only son ashamed of them!"

"I'm not ashamed," Neville argued weakly.

"But the way you behave is very strange!" Old Lady Longbottom said, "My son and daughter-in-law were tortured crazy by the mysterious man's men."

She turned haughtily to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Hermione covered her mouth, while Ron stretched his neck and looked at Neville's parents, his face turning blue and white, as if he regretted his inappropriate words just now.

"They are Aurors, very respected in the wizarding world. During the last war in the wizarding world, they followed Dumbledore into the battle and were at the forefront of the resistance against the Dark Lord..." Mrs. Longbottom continued to chatter.

Harry, Ron and Hermione then learned that Neville's parents were tortured to madness by a Death Eater named Bellatrix Rastrange using the Cruciatus Curse.