Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Take us to vault 713 now, but can you slow down, please?" Hagrid said to Griphook.

Together they helped Harry pack three large bags of Galleons, Silver Kesi and Copper Knuts, enough for Harry for three terms.

"There's only one speed," said Griphook.

They descended deeper and deeper, faster and faster, and the air became colder and biting at the sharp turn, and the wind hurt Tierra's face like a knife.

The mine cart rattled and came to a mountain stream. Harry leaned out of the car, trying to see what was in the dark mountain stream. Hagrid snorted, grabbed Harry by the neck, and pulled him back.

Soon, they stopped on the platform where the No. 713 underground vault was located.

Vault 713 does not have a keyhole.

"Stand back," said Griphook solemnly, but Tierra, Harry and Hagrid had already taken a step back before he could say it.

Griphook stretched out a long finger and knocked on the door lightly, and the iron door disappeared little by little, like an eraser rubbed over a sketch.

"Anyone else but a goblin from Gringotts would be sucked in by the door if they tried to do so," said Griphook.

"How often do you check?"

"Probably once in ten years." Griphook grinned maliciously.

There is no doubt that something extraordinary will be stored in this ultra-secure underground vault.

After the door opened slowly, Tierra saw a dirty small bag wrapped in brown paper on the ground.

Philosopher's Stone, Philosopher's Stone, the Philosopher's Stone!

Tierra felt as if she had missed a beat, and her eyes were fixed on the small brown package until Hagrid picked it up and stuffed it into the pocket on the inside of the leather coat near the heart.

Only then did Tiera look away.

"Come on, get back in that damn car, and don't talk to me on the way back, I'd better keep my mouth shut," said Hagrid.

After another gallop in the small car, they finally stood on the sunny street outside Jiling Pavilion. Harry was at a loss for what to do with a pocket full of money on his back.

"Let's go buy you a uniform first." Hagrid said, pointing his head at Madam Malkin's robe store, "Harry, Tierra, I'd like to have a refreshing drink at the Leaky Cauldron, don't you mind?" The mine carts were so nasty back then, it made me dizzy." Hagrid looked really bad, so Harry and Tierra went to Madam Malkin's robe shop together.

With Tierra by his side Harry felt less nervous.

Not so stiff when the chunky Mrs. Malkin took Harry's measurements.

Arriving at Tierra shortly after taking Harry's measurements.

When they were both done measuring, Hagrid just returned, holding two scoops of chocolate raspberry and nut ice cream in paper bowls.

"Let's eat while you walk." Hagrid said with a smile, and took Tiera and Harry to buy quills and ink; bought textbooks for their classes at a bookstore called Lihen; A pewter pot, a good balance, and a collapsible brass telescope.

They visited a pharmacy that smelled acrid of rotten eggs and rotten cabbage leaves.

But the pharmacy is very magical, with barrels of sticky things on the floor, jars of herbs, dried grass roots and various brightly colored powders along the walls, bundles of feathers and clusters of spikes hanging from the ceiling. Teeth and Papa Mao's paws. While Hagrid was buying a standard dose of various powders from the clerk behind the counter, Harry was perusing a horn made of one-horned buffalo horn, worth twenty-one galleons each, with five nuts beside it A spoonful of beetle eyeballs.

Tierra was very pleasantly surprised to find the gall of the scorpion snake and the silver shell of the feather snake in the pharmacy. Of course, there were desert thorn flowers, fairy wings, grimacing swan chrysalis, and the leather strip of the African tree snake.

However, the leather strips of the African tree snake and the grimacing swan chrysalis are raw materials controlled by the Ministry of Magic, and the purchase needs to be registered with the real name of the wand.

The gallbladder of the scorpion-tailed snake and the silver shell of the feathered snake are still very expensive, about two Galleons per ounce.

It takes about 5-6 ounces for Tierra to brew a pot of Hydra reagent. If the probability of failure is counted and multiplied by three times, it will take about seventy-two galleons, and it will cost him the gold galleons he exchanged for pounds. more than half of that.

In order not to make others suspect, Tierra didn't buy a single gram of medicinal materials except the medicinal materials required by the admission letter.

The Leaky Cauldron was just two streets away from where he lived anyway, so he could come whenever he wanted.

When they came out of the pharmacy, Tierra suddenly squatted on the ground, clutching her stomach, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Tee, Tierra, you, what's wrong with you?" Harry was taken aback.

Even Hagrid was a little overwhelmed.

"I, I have a stomachache." Tierra gritted her teeth and said, "Maybe it's because I just made a minecart. Old, old problem. If I exercise vigorously after eating, I will have a stomachache."

Tierra's face is pale and scary now, as if someone punched him in the stomach.

"Hi, Mr. Hagrid, I'm very sorry, but can you give me a hug? Just, just a moment. I'll be well soon."

"Oh, Merlin, come here, you poor little one." After speaking, Hagrid held Tiera in his arms like a kitten, and patted him on the back.

"Hmm...Harry, how about this? Did you see the sign on the corner of the street? It's Ollivander's Wand Shop. You go there to pick out your wands first. I'll take Tiera to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds first." Look, it's very close. It's in London's Clearing Department Store. We'll be here soon. If you finish picking out your wands, you can go to the lobby of the Leaky Cauldron and wait for us. I'll make it clear to Tom, I I think Tom would be more than happy to buy you some pumpkin juice."

"Okay, Hagrid, Tierra, will he be all right?" Harry asked nervously.

"Well, no, Harry, Tierra will be fine. The doctors at St. Mungo's Hospital are the best doctors in England. Tierra will be fine. It's not a big deal, you look like me Doesn't a man of this height feel uncomfortable after riding the mine cart at Gringotts, and Tierra must be the same, I mean the doctor in St. Mungo's can prescribe some medicine and he will be cured."

Hagrid said as if to cheer himself up.

After picking up Tierra, he stumbled and ran towards the Leaky Cauldron.

Along the way, Hagrid's huge body bumped into many pedestrians and wizards, but he couldn't care less, because Hagrid felt that Tierra's hands and feet in his arms seemed to be getting colder and colder, almost like Christmas snowflakes.

So when Tierra reached into Hagrid's coat as if seeking warmth, Hagrid took the initiative to roll up the coat and wrapped Tierra's cold hands and feet tightly.