Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones.

Chapter 205 Harry in an extremely bad mood

“Ah, ahhhhh—ahhhhh—oohhhhh—” Phoenix Fox cried out after Tiera ran out of the gargoyle entrance.

“Heh, don’t blame me, Fawkes.” Dumbledore sat down, poured himself another cup of tea, and said, “Although I have no evidence to support this argument right now, I am certain that our little Tyella is definitely not as simple as he appears.”

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh—" Fox cried out again.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll come back to me. I'm just extending an olive branch to him now," Dumbledore said. "Tiera is a shrewd boy; he knows what's best for him. Once he's tried all the other paths, he'll definitely come back to me."

After running away from Dumbledore's office that day, Tyrell seemed to become even more unrestrained. Skipping classes, not handing in homework, and playing pranks seemed to have become Tyrell's daily routine. This quickly transformed Tyrell from a well-behaved student loved by everyone into a mischievous troublemaker that everyone dreaded.

They were even more troublesome than George and Fred Weasley.

Because Tierra never openly violated school rules—

They either exploit loopholes in the school rules or make it impossible for anyone to find evidence against them.

Of course, this was just a pretense, a way to keep Dumbledore and the other teachers from bothering him for a while.

Tierra will eventually cooperate with Dumbledore.

Tierra knew that Dumbledore dreamed of killing Voldemort.

Unlike Grindelwald, Voldemort was like a ticking time bomb, with an unknown number of bombs that could explode at any moment.

But cooperating with Dumbledore isn't the right thing to do right now. Tyra simply doesn't have the time; she just wants to learn the demon summoning ritual as quickly as possible.

It shouldn't be in this form either. If he accepted Dumbledore's offer as soon as he was offered a position, it would make him seem too cheap.

Tyrell knew exactly how valuable those "prophecies" in her mind were to Dumbledore.

Tierra, of course, had to carefully plan how to sell these "prophecies" for a good price.

He showed the video of Voldemort's resurrection during his Defense Against the Dark Arts class for the same purpose.

First, reveal some information to show that you have value.

Once Dumbledore takes the bait, all that's left is for Tyrell to raise the price.

After October, with the start of Quidditch training, Harry became busy, and Hermione Granger was also busy with her own courses, which gave Tyella more time to be alone.

Whenever she was alone, Tyella would sit by the large window of Hogwarts, staring blankly out the window at the stupid Dementors who wanted to eat her but couldn't, while calculating the mathematical configuration of the demon summoning ritual in her memory palace.

Because she was so engrossed in interpreting rituals, Tierra quit her part-time job as a pharmacist for the Gryffindor Quidditch team at the beginning of the semester to ensure that she could devote all her time to interpreting rituals.

Quidditch team captain Oliver Wood had tried countless times to invite Tierra back to his position as apothecary, but Tierra refused each time.

As mid-October approached, all the third-year students were about to embark on their first weekend in Hogsmeade Village, and everyone was excitedly discussing the upcoming field trip—

Apart from Harry and Tyrell.

Harry was frustrated because he didn't get Uncle Vernon's autograph, and just sat listlessly to the side while Ron and Hermione chattered on and on.

Tiera, as usual, sat on the large windowsill of the common room window, gazing out the window with an expressionless expression, while stroking Mount Crook—

Harry noticed that Tyella had been doing this a lot lately, even on weekends. She would often sit alone from dawn till dusk, just idly looking out the window.

Harry had also subtly asked Tyrell about it, but Tyrell just smiled and didn't say anything, leaving Harry completely confused.

Seeing Tyella's neurotic behavior, Hermione once almost thought something had happened to Gilderoy Lockhart.

Ever since Tiera accidentally revealed her prophecy during the second experiment in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she seems to have begun to intentionally or unintentionally distance herself from those around her—

Everyone, whether they were those who wanted to hear his prophecy, or his close friends like Harry, Ron, or Hermione.

But contrary to this, Tierra began to grow closer to Mount Crook, or rather, Mount Crook began to grow closer to Tierra—

Harry remembered how Crookshanks had been completely indifferent to Tyella when school first started. Soon, Halloween was just around the corner, and the trip to Hogsmeade Village that all the third-year students had been eagerly anticipating was almost here—

This also made the mischievous little wizards behave a little better for the past week or so.

They were terrified that they might make a mistake and have their trip to Hogsmeade canceled.

But Harry was in an extremely bad mood that morning—

Besides the fact that he couldn't go to Hogsmeade Village, he also discovered that Tyrell had disappeared again.

Harry was awakened by a sharp argument today, which sounded like an argument between Hermione and Ron.

Normally, the first thing Harry does when he opens his eyes each day is look at Tyella's bed, but today he noticed that Tyella's bed was made perfectly neatly, as if he had never slept in it—

Tyella's sudden disappearances have happened quite often this semester, but Harry still hoped that he could be with him on a day like today—

After getting up and washing up, Harry listlessly left his bedroom and went to the Gryffindor common room.

The ones arguing were indeed Ron and Hermione—

Ron's rat spots disappeared.

"It's dead!" Ron exclaimed, his face flushed with anger. "My Scabbers are gone!"

“It’s just missing!” Hermione said, blushing.

"Then look at this!" Ron said, holding up his blanket and shoving it in front of Hermione's eyes. "Look! Look at the cat hair on it! Your cat clearly ate it!"

Harry spent a long time trying to spot the sparse, orange cat hair stuck to the blanket.

“What does that prove?” Hermione retorted. “You know how agile your old mouse is; it’s probably hiding somewhere stealing food right now.”

"Impossible! I've searched everywhere, but I can't find it anywhere!" Ron almost burst into tears. "Your cat ate it!"

“No!” Hermione retorted.

“Yes!” Ron roared.

"no!"

"Have!"

……

It seemed that Ron and Hermione's friendship was over. Both were furious and stopped talking to each other. Harry didn't know how to salvage their relationship, and it was unlikely, because he was also in a terrible mood. Not being able to go to Hogsmeade and Tyella's disappearance were making him quite irritable.

“Don’t worry, Harry,” Hermione said. “I’ll bring you back lots of sweets from Honeydukes.”

“I’ll bring more!” Ron added.

“Don’t worry about me,” Harry said, hoping to sound casual. “See you at the dinner party. Have a good time.”

He accompanied them to the front hall, where the caretaker, Filch, stood inside the door, checking each person against a long list, looking suspiciously at everyone's face, wary of anyone who shouldn't be there sneaking out.

"You stayed behind, Potter?" Malfoy shouted deliberately after reducing the number of Tyella around them. He, Crabbe, and Goyle were all standing in the group, looking at Harry with defiant expressions.

Malfoy seemed to be terrified of Tyella; wherever he was, whenever he saw Tyella, he would try to hide like a mouse before a cat.

But as soon as Tyrell was away, Malfoy immediately became arrogant, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered on Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Harry ignored him and walked alone up the marble stairs, through the deserted corridors, back to the Gryffindor Tower.

(End of this chapter)