Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Voldemort thought he was doing everything secretly, but little did he know that he was just following Tiera's script.

After Voldemort passed through the rugged cave, he came to Leng Yuan.

It was an endless plain covered in ice, snow and bluish-white rocks.

Voldemort stood at the entrance of the cave and looked into the distance. He could only see a lifeless land that rose and fell slowly like the sea level.

The biting cold wind fiercely shuttled back and forth over Leng Yuan like a roaring Tyrannosaurus, blowing up bursts of fine sand, dust and ice shards.

Many of them were blown by the storm wind into Voldemort's unshielded latch nostrils, causing Voldemort to cough violently. He had to wave his wand and use a Bubble Head Charm on himself to feel better.

Even Voldemort couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance and powerlessness when facing such a vast plain of ice and snow.

However, this feeling was like ripples falling into the lake. It was fleeting in Voldemort's mind. He only paused at the entrance of the cave for a moment before waking up from the feeling of desolation. According to the shining sun in the sky, After identifying the direction with the salty smell mixed with the storm, he flew into the air in the direction he chose.

Leng Yuan is an endless expanse of white. Because of the strong winds that linger over Leng Yuan all year round, even the occasional mountain boulders on Leng Yuan are unreliable. Therefore, in addition to the sun and the moon, which is larger and rounder than what is seen on Earth, , hardly any way to point the way.

What Voldemort has to do now is to find the boundary of Leng Yuan and go to the seaside. According to the internal information of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic and Tiera's divinity notes, humans or other races living and residing in the dreamland will ride on A huge sailing ship forged from ebony wood, bringing gold, silver, slaves, spices and furs of precious animals in exchange for the moon beast clan that holds the gold of the sky, the silver of the flow and the copper of the pillars. It has mysterious power that can be applied to Ruby used in various magical rituals.

They usually stop at Benna Bay in the northern waters of Leng Yuan, which is a relatively calm sea area outside Leng Yuan. There are neither huge icebergs that appear and disappear, nor strange sea beasts that suddenly emerge from the bottom of the sea to breathe.

Generally, merchant ships will be painted with pungent and pungent bright red or bright orange paint, because legends spread from unknown sources say that the Moon Beast clan and the Leng Plains residents who are Moon Beast agents hate overly bright colors and pungent noses. the smell.

Therefore, as long as Voldemort reaches the coast, he patrols back and forth along the coast of Leng Yuan, and with the help of some small magic, he can easily find brightly painted flowers among the vast white snowfields and dark oceans. merchant ship.

After finding the merchant ship, you only need to wait for a while before you can contact the residents of Leng Yuan and the moon beasts who control them behind the scenes.

And what to do after finding the moon beast——

Voldemort doesn't have a charter. After all, he has too little information about these strange creatures. Even Tiera's notebook briefly mentions the process of their transaction. I wonder if Tiera thinks all of this is unimportant. .

Anyway, Voldemort was prepared to take it one step at a time. He was confident that with the black magic ability he had mastered, whether it was through friendly conversation or threats of violence, there was a high probability that he would be able to get what he wanted.

Perhaps because Voldemort walked in such a hurry, he didn't even notice that after he left the entrance of Leng Yuan, there was a translucent figure wearing pajamas standing where Voldemort had just been.

The figure looked confused, and its translucent body was as bright and dark as the mist in the morning.

Hogwarts, Gryffindor dormitory.

After returning to his dormitory from the ball, Harry lay half-ly on the bed and read the Half-Blood Prince's "Advanced Potions Tutorial" for a while.

It was only half past nine in the evening, and almost all of his roommates had been invited to attend Horace Slughorn's Yule Ball. Now should be the craziest time, even though there was a blazing fire burning in the stove in the center of the dormitory, it was empty. But Harry felt that the dormitory was getting colder and colder.

When it was less than ten o'clock, Harry finally couldn't stand it anymore, shuddered, put down the "Advanced Potions Tutorial", washed briefly and then lay down on the soft bed wrapped in a cup.

The cold weather and warm quilt soon made Harry fall asleep.

In his dream, Harry felt like he was in a deep cave.

The cave was not completely dark inside. The rock walls around the cave were inlaid with many irregularities, emitting a dim blue fluorescence, allowing Harry to barely see.

The cave is tall and wide, with no trace of artificial carving at all. The floor and top of the cave are covered with countless stalactites, like hills, or some kind of huge teeth, making Harry feel as if he is walking on the back of an unimaginably large monster. In the mouth.

Harry didn't know how long he had been walking in the dark cave when suddenly, a very faint but solid light appeared in front of him.

Harry felt himself speeding up and began to rush towards the light.

suddenly--

A barren, blindingly white snowfield filled Harry's field of vision, making Harry feel dazzled and dizzy.

When Harry's eyes gradually adapted to the pure whiteness, Harry was stunned.

In the past sixteen years of his scarce and limited life, he had never seen such a scene——

Such vastness has no boundaries.

A feeling of wilderness came over me, as if everything around me was empty and meaningless. Only the sand rushing around me and the snowfield with no sign of life were the true meaning of life.

It seemed as if all the hustle and bustle gradually faded away from Harry, as if all his life, all time, all past and future had become meaningless.

Harry was immersed in the nothingness of nature, becoming more and more immersed, and becoming more and more awake.

He seemed to slowly recall something. He vaguely remembered that he had just returned from Horace Slughorn's noisy and noisy Yule Ball. He lay on the bed and read for a while, then wrapped himself in cotton wool. Being asleep.

Am I dreaming?

Harry thought in confusion.

Harry suddenly shivered all over.

I tried walking in place for a few steps.

But this made him feel even colder.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Harry felt as if he had just stepped on thick snow, and even the howling cold wind followed his movements and penetrated into his thin pajamas.