Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"According to the newly released "Magic Federation Economic Law", any wizard, house-elf, goblin, vampire, werewolf wizard, centaur and half-giant who have been reviewed and approved by the Ministry of Magical Federation Treasury are eligible to be in the designated area of ​​Diagon Alley Set up a stall to sell goods that have been approved and qualified by the Ministry of Finance of the Magic Federation." Dobby pointed to those roadside stalls and said, and then pulled Harry forward to a road full of various cakes and candies Next to the stall.

From there, Dobby picked up a fist-sized house-like cake and shoved it into Harry's hand.

"Harry Potter, please try it." Dobby said excitedly, "This is the taste of freedom!"

"Ah... thanks, thanks..." Harry took the cake in his hand, but didn't eat it. "Dobby, what's going on here?"

"I think I see a lot of house-elves... all setting up stalls..." Harry said after looking around.

"This is Mr. Tiera's idea! Thank you, Mr. Tiera!" Dobby explained to Harry excitedly, "After Mr. Tiera rescued us, he knew that if he just set us free, most of the House-elves will kill themselves because they are ashamed to be kicked out of their homes."

"So the great Mr. Tiera thought of another way." Dobby said with bright eyes, "The great Mr. Tiera ordered us to make our best desserts, sell them, and then ask us Use the gold Galleons that we have sold to buy raw materials, remake desserts, and sell them again, let us keep the Gold Galleons to develop new products, continue to operate, and allow us to use these Gold Galleons at will!"

"So look, Mr. Potter!" Dobby said excitedly, pointing at the house-elves, "Thanks to Mr. Tiera, the house-elves who were only willing to wear rags have now begun to put on clean pillowcases. , and many house-elves put on gloves and aprons at Mr. Tiera's order for the convenience of making pastries! And they accepted it all the time!"

Harry looked in the direction Dobby pointed, and sure enough, quite a few house-elves had gloves on their hands, and many wore an apron in addition to a pillowcase.

"Oh... um... He, Hermione will definitely, will be very happy to see all this..." Harry didn't know what to say, so he had to respond dryly.

"Yes, yes!" Dobby exclaimed happily, "Miss Granger came a few days ago and she was very excited!"

"Oh by the way, Mr. Potter, the sun here!" said Dobby, "although I don't know how Mr. Tiera did it, he put a huge magic on Diagon Alley, making this place The sun won't hurt the vampire wizard!"

"It's the same with the moon here." Dobby continued to pull Harry and introduced as he walked, "According to Mr. Tiera, as long as you stay here on a full moon night, stay within the confines of Diagon Alley, the werewolf Wizards don't transform!"

"Thanks Tierra!" When Dobby was introducing to Harry, a strange voice suddenly interjected.

Harry looked up in surprise and saw that it was a wizard with pointed ears and sharp teeth.

The wizard looked malnourished, pale, lanky and tall, in tight medieval clothing, with a cane in one hand and a goblet in the other.

The goblet was filled with bright red liquid.

"Thank you Tierra!" The wizard, or the vampire, brought the goblet close to his lips, then raised his head and drank it, "allowing us to drink such delicious blood."

Miraculously, after he drank the liquid in the goblet, the same scarlet liquid appeared automatically in the cup.

Harry looked up in horror, and found that all the wizards who looked like vampires would carry a water container in their hands or on their bodies—

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"This is the Holy Grail, which Tiera specially made for the comrades of vampires, and each vampire can get one for free." Dobby introduced, "The magic props made by Mr. Tiera, as long as they are within the scope of Diagon Alley, These chalices will automatically fill with fresh blood."

"Thank you Tierra!" The tall and thin vampire raised the goblet in his hand as if he was about to make a toast.

"Thank you Tierra!" Hearing the lanky vampire's words, the other wizards around—

Or a vampire, or a centaur, or a house-elf, or a goblin, or a half-blood wizard, said at the same time, with a sincere, grateful look on his face.

But this look only made Harry feel a chill in his heart.

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