Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

After explaining the situation to Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, Hagrid hugged Tiera and rushed out of the door of the Leaky Cauldron like a brown bear.

Seeing Hagrid's anxious look, Tiera, who was lying in Hagrid's arms, felt a sense of guilt.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies was founded in London, England by Mungo Bohan in the late 16th century or early 17th century.

It is the most important and perhaps the only large comprehensive hospital for magical illnesses and injuries in the wizarding world. The hospital's logo is a cross between a bone and a wand.

The entrance to the hospital is not exposed to public view but, like Platform Nine and Three Quarters, is hidden behind the red brick wall of the old department store.

Hagrid came to an ugly doll in front of the window and explained his purpose.

The ugly doll waved his hand, and Hagrid took a few steps forward, passed through the glass showcase, and appeared in a wide hall.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The person in charge of receiving Hagrid was a fat blond witch at the reception desk. "Oh, my poor little baby, what's wrong with you?"

The fat blond witch soon discovered Tiera curled up in Hagrid's arms.

He stretched out his hand and touched Tiera's forehead. It was frighteningly hot.

He squeezed his wrist again.

"I don't know what happened, but after I took him shopping, Tiera... the child suddenly clutched his stomach, and then felt severe pain all over his body..." Hagrid said incoherently, "Oh yes, we have done ancient times before.

We also went to Lingge’s mine cart and ate cockroach balls and fire dragon sausage..."

"Quickly, take him to Dr. Merlego on the third floor." The fat witch used her wand to release a spell and interrupted Hagrid. "It's the plague."

"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Hagrid exclaimed as he strode forward, "Poor child, how did you get the plague?"

Hagrid's steps were very big, and he crossed the multiple stairs in three steps and arrived at the door of Dr. Melego's consulting room on the third floor.

Dr. Melego is a middle-aged man with gray hair.

The fat witch at the reception desk had obviously informed him in some way. After Hagrid came in with Tiera in his arms, Dr. Merlego immediately took down two bottles of medicine from the high reagent shelf.

"Fortunately, wizards are often bitten by mice...Here, give him one bottle to take, and you can drink the other yourself." Dr. Merlego said, "After he wakes up, let him wait in the corridor outside for half an hour.

If there are no problems, you can leave, um...I'll charge it directly to Hogwarts' account?"

"Excuse me, doctor." Hagrid put his bottle into his pocket, helped Tiera up, and opened the reagent bottle filled with light red medicine.

"Tons, tons, tons——"

A slightly sweet potion was poured into Tiera's mouth.

Although Tiera was seriously ill, thanks to the improvement of mental power provided by the Helis potion, his consciousness was quite clear, so the red potion was easily poured in.

Seeing that Tiera's face had improved a lot after taking the medicine, Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief, gently placed Tiera on the soft and comfortable cotton sofa outside the clinic, and took off his fur coat.

On Tiera.

"Ton--" Seeing that Tiera's complexion had indeed improved a lot, Hagrid also sat on the sofa next to him and opened the bottle of medicine that Dr. Merlego had given him.

"Hmm..." Tiera, who was sleeping, snorted softly, turned around, and pulled Hagrid's leather jacket a little.

A dirty paper bag fell from Hagrid's leather pocket and became trapped on the ground several times.

"Merlin's beard." Hagrid was startled, and his big palm-like hands moved forward, holding the dirty package in his hand.

Hagrid looked around cautiously and found that no one seemed to notice what was going on here. He breathed a sigh of relief and stuffed the brown paper bag into his shirt pocket.

Tiera recovered faster than expected.

In less than ten minutes, the high fever subsided and my complexion returned to normal.

However, Hagrid was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he followed the doctor's instructions and stayed for half an hour, allowing Dr. Melego to check again to confirm that there was nothing wrong before leaving St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.

"I'm so sorry Hagrid." Tiera said apologetically after waking up, as if he had done something sinister. "I'm really sorry."

"No need, little Tiera." Hagrid chuckled, "You are a student of Hogwarts. It is my duty as a gamekeeper to ensure the safety of every student."

Hagrid puffed up his chest, feeling very proud of his status as gamekeeper.

"It's only time for a glass or two of wine." Hagrid added, "I hope our little Harry hasn't waited too long."

After speaking, Hagrid quickened his pace, forcing Tiera to half-walk and half-run in order to stay far behind Hagrid.

Therefore, Hagrid, who was walking in front, did not notice that when they passed through a square filled with white pigeons, Tiera casually threw a black worm as thick as wool to the pigeons foraging on the ground.

The white pigeon just thought it was an ordinary feed. However, after eating the black worm, it suddenly twitched all over, and soon became stiff and lost its life...

…

Harry sat in a group of adults with some distress, looking at the door of the Leaky Cauldron from time to time.

After buying a wand at Ollivander's, Harry wandered around Diagon Alley for a while and bought a few less weird-looking candies in a candy store. Then he followed Hagrid's instructions and returned to the diagonal alley.

Cauldron Bar.

As Harry expected, he immediately attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the Leaky Cauldron. If Hagrid hadn't specifically warned the bar owner Tom, Harry would have been surrounded by people shaking hands like before.

.

But even so, there were several wizards sitting around Harry, staring at him with burning eyes, making Harry feel like he was some tender and delicious little meat.

Among them, Professor Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, was the most prominent, giving Harry the illusion that he would be swallowed up by Quirrell at any time.

But whenever Harry looked back, Quirrell put on a timid and kind smile.

"Oh my God, Hagrid, Tiera, are you feeling well?" Harry, who had been staring at the entrance to the Leaky Cauldron, immediately got up from the high chair at the bar as soon as he saw Hagrid's tall figure appear.

He jumped down and ran towards Hagrid.

"It's okay." Tiera said apologetically, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long...for letting Hagrid run back and forth."

"Oh, Tiera, I told you, you don't need to apologize." Hagrid said, "But what's going on? Why did you get the plague?"

"Hmm... It should be, I was bitten by the rat when I was throwing out the garbage the day before yesterday." Tiera said, "I didn't pay attention at the time. I didn't expect that I would contract the plague."

It is very reasonable for a child who comes from a humble background and has no education to know about the plague, Tiera said silently in her heart.

"That's just right." Hagrid rubbed his hands and laughed, "Then in the afternoon you go to Ollivander's Wand Shop first. After you finish choosing your wand, we will go to the Eela Owl Shop together to give you two a wand.

Little guy, if you want to buy an owl, you must know that the owl’s favorite food is mice.”

"But now..." Hagrid took out his pocket watch and looked at it, "Let's eat first. We didn't eat much in the morning. You must be hungry now."

Harry and Tiera touched their flat stomachs.