Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 537 Thanks to Tiera
"According to the newly released 'Federation of Wizardry Economic Law,' any wizard, house-elf, goblin, vampire, werewolf wizard, centaur, or half-giant who has been approved by the Federation of Wizardry's Treasury is eligible to set up a stall in a designated area of ​​Diagon Alley to sell goods that have been permitted and inspected by the Federation of Wizardry's Treasury," Dobby said, pointing to the roadside stalls. Then he pulled Harry forward and came to a roadside stall filled with all kinds of cakes and candies.

Dobby picked up a cake the size of a fist and the size of a house and shoved it into Harry's hand.

“Harry Potter, you absolutely have to try this!” Dobby exclaimed excitedly. “It’s the taste of freedom!”

"Ah... thank you..." Harry held the cake in his hand, but didn't eat it. "Dobby, what, what's going on?"

“I think I see a lot of elves... setting up stalls…” Harry said after looking around.

“It was Mr. Tierra’s idea! Thank you, Mr. Tierra!” Dobby excitedly explained to Harry. “After rescuing us, Mr. Tierra knew that if we were set free immediately, most of the house-elves would commit suicide out of shame for being driven from their families.”

"So the great Mr. Tierra came up with another plan," Dobby said, his eyes seemingly shining. "The great Mr. Tierra ordered us to make our best desserts, sell them, and then use the Galleons from the sales to buy ingredients, make new desserts, and sell them again. He told us to keep the Galleons to develop new products and continue operating, and allowed us to use them as we pleased!"

“So you see, Mr. Potter!” Dobby said excitedly, pointing to the house-elves. “Thanks to Mr. Tierra, the house-elves who were only willing to wear tattered rags are now wearing clean pillowcases, and many of them have even started wearing gloves and aprons at Mr. Tierra’s command to make baking easier! And they’ve accepted wearing them all the time!”

Harry looked in the direction Dobby pointed and saw that many house-elves were wearing gloves, and many others were wearing aprons in addition to pillowcases.

“Oh… um… Hermione will be very happy to see all this…” Harry didn’t know what to say, so he could only give a dry reply.

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

“Oh, and by the way, Mr. Potter, the sun here!” Dobby said. “Although I don’t know how Mr. Tyrell did it, he cast a huge spell on Diagon Alley so that the sun here wouldn’t harm the vampire wizards!”

“And the moon here is the same,” Dobby continued, pulling Harry along as they walked. “Mr. Tyrell says that as long as you stay here on a full moon night, within the Diagon Alley area, werewolf wizards won’t transform!”

“Thank you, Tyella!” Dobby was introducing her to Harry when a strange voice suddenly interrupted.

Harry looked up in surprise and saw a wizard with pointed ears and sharp teeth. The wizard looked malnourished, with pale skin, thin and tall, dressed in tight medieval clothing, leaning on a cane in one hand and touching a goblet in the other.

The goblet was filled with a bright red liquid.

"Thank you, Tiera!" The wizard, or perhaps the vampire, brought the goblet to his lips, then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. "To give us such delicious blood to drink."

Amazingly, after he finished drinking the liquid in the goblet, the same scarlet liquid would automatically appear in the goblet again.

Harry looked up in horror and discovered that every wizard who looked like a vampire was carrying a container of water in their hand or on their person.

Most of them are various bottles and jars, and a small portion are stemmed glasses, coffee cups and other containers.

“This is the Holy Grail, made by Tierra specifically for his fellow vampires. Every vampire can get one for free,” Dobby explained. “These are magical items made by Mr. Tierra. As long as they are within Diagon Alley, these Holy Grails will automatically fill with fresh blood.”

"Thank you, Tiera!" the tall, thin vampire said, raising his goblet as if to offer a toast.

"Thank you, Tierra!" Upon hearing the tall, thin vampire's words, the other wizards around—

Whether it was a vampire, a centaur, a house-elf, a fairy, or a half-blood wizard, they all spoke at the same time, their faces showing a sincere expression of gratitude.

But this expression only sent a chill down Harry's spine.

(End of this chapter)