Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones.

Chapter 793
“You know what? Harry, and Ron.” Hermione pulled the two of them and plopped down on the slightly damp, dewy grass.

“Sometimes I really feel that our lives are so small and short.” Hermione looked up at the midsummer night sky.

It was the height of summer, and there was no moon tonight; the stars in the sky were abundant and kind.

“There.” Hermione pointed to the vicinity of Taurus, where two stars, tightly intertwined and seemingly shimmering with green light, were visible.

“That’s a binary star system called Soth,” Hermione said. “It’s home to two great Outer Gods, and there lives a race with octopus heads, bat wings, and human-like bodies. The gods among them are now the Great Old Ones of the Fifth Dimension, slumbering in the deep sea of ​​Earth.”

“And there—” Hermione changed direction again, “The planet Cyclotor, hidden in endless darkness. Tiera said that planet is roughly in that direction, but the planets near it are too dim to be observed with the naked eye or any instruments. Its native inhabitants are called Cyclotor monsters, which look like giant trees with tentacles. These carnivorous monsters come from the planet Cyclotor. They are strong but stupid, and were enslaved by the Shagai insectoids who later came to the planet.”

“And there!” Hermione pointed to the night sky again. “That star is called Upton Till, and it’s a billion light-years away. It’s a… special place.”

Hermione's voice gradually lowered.

"A nearby planet is called Padira, where a true god slumbers beneath its icy surface. It is a... great and indifferent being, devoid of any emotions or purpose, simply enjoying its endless slumber."

Hermione's voice was full of longing.

“The inhabitants of Padilla would pay tribute to their unknown god every year, hoping that it would awaken and take some of them away… As a reward, some of them would be given divine power and then die.”

Hermione's voice trembled slightly, "But...but no one knows when it will wake up, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after, maybe...tens of thousands of years from now."

She sighed.

“This world…is big, and it’s small…Harry, we live in…a small corner of this vast universe,” Hermione said.

"Hmm, Hermione, what's wrong?" Ron was the first to notice that Hermione's mood was off.

“No, it’s nothing?” Hermione stood up, dusting off her wizard robes. “Let’s go back, it’s getting late. I just…”

“I’m so envious of Tyella,” Hermione said. “He’s crossed that threshold and become a divine being. He can interact with and visit so many races in this vast universe, some lovely, some terrifying, some beautiful. And what about us?”

Hermione suddenly sighed and said, "And we're stuck here, stuck on this little planet in the corner of the galaxy."

Harry and Ron exchanged glances, seemingly not understanding Hermione's sentiments.

"Let's go, let's go," Hermione said, pulling at the two boys. "It's too late, we should go back to sleep."

(End of this chapter)