Harry Potter and the Old Ones

They soon arrived at the place where they had dinner, which was a small French country restaurant recommended by Fleur Delacour.

The interior of the restaurant is elegantly decorated, with an overall orange style. There are several comfortable sofas placed next to the fireplace. Because it is summer, the fireplace is replaced with shaking plastic and fake fires.

Several oil paintings hang on the walls, giving them a unique flavor.

In addition to the Weasleys, Tiera also joined them for dinner, but Sirius did not.

According to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Sirius met an acquaintance at the Magic Fair in France, and they went to a pub to catch up on old times.

After dinner, Harry and his party stayed in a nearby Muggle hotel. In the next few days, they visited Muggle attractions in Paris, such as the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Palace of Versailles, and Notre Dame Cathedral. , Seine River Cruise.

Then they took an old-fashioned Muggle train and wandered to the famous lavender manor in Provence, a town on the southeast coast of France.

They spent a day in the small town of Provence, doing nothing but sitting on the corridor of the Provence lavender manor in the warm sunshine.

Facing the sea of ​​lavender flowers that undulate in the wind, chat, play wizard cards, or do nothing, just take a nap in the afternoon sunshine.

Even Tiera was there, lying lazily in the sun, doing nothing and saying nothing.

"Hey Tiera, what are we doing?" Hermione couldn't sit still and quietly ran over to ask Tiera.

"Of course, just relax and enjoy life." Tiera said without raising her eyelids, "What? Hermione, are you tired of being idle?"

"Huh? No. It's just um." Hermione said at a loss, "I just feel like what we are doing now is a waste of time."

"A waste of time? How could it be?" Tiera asked, "Every break is for a better start."

"But you never rest." Hermione muttered. "You never rested before you became a god. You were always calculating, calculating and experimenting. I want to be like you. Me."

"I also want to become a divine creature!" Hermione said with courage as if she had made up her mind.

"My dear Hermione, don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Tiera said softly, "The reason why I won't rest before I become a god is because I have to grasp the key point! At the critical time for me to become a god, I can use divination to From a learning point of view, it is a node of destiny. Once you miss it, it will be difficult to encounter the next node."

"Then what's my point?" Hermione asked relentlessly, "Then where is my point of becoming a god?"

"It's still early, Hermione, it's still early," Tiera said.

"How early is it?" Hermione asked reluctantly, "What if I miss it?"

"It's still early. Before you prepare everything, you will never meet the point of becoming a god." Tiera opened her eyes, stared into Hermione's eyes and said -

"I can promise you that before you're ready."

"That fateful node will never come."

"Tiera, I" Hermione felt an inexplicable touch in her heart as she listened to Tiera's words, as if she had found a glimmer of an answer and a glimmer of direction.

She knew how much she envied Tiera in her heart, and how much she longed to become a powerful divine creature, but now, she understood that becoming a god did not happen overnight, but required time, preparation and patience.

"Now." Tiera stood up, took Hermione and pressed her down on the recliner where she had just been, "Have a good rest, Hermione."

"You still have a long way to go in life."

In the sunshine, Hermione closed her eyes and listened quietly to the sounds around her. Feeling the gentle wind caressing her cheeks, she began to reflect on her innermost thoughts. Perhaps becoming a divine creature is not the only goal. Maybe she can find more precious things during this long journey.

When the sun sets in the west and the sunset glows in the sky, the day passes quietly.