Harry Potter Gets His Health Fixed Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"But as far as I know, Mythical Tiger Base has no one with healing powers anymore. They've lost their only healer, isn't that right?" "Nonsense! This agent was developed by our base's healing Esper, Chad Stewart. He's currently in our base, safe and sound," a follower of Janice immediately retorted. "Is that so? Didn't you take away my healing power, then did the same thing to Chad Stewart? Don't tell me there's a third healer in your base?"

"I missed you so much... I'm so glad I found you. This time, let me be the one to protect you, okay?" I slipped off my Hermès cashmere scarf and carefully wrapped it around her small frame. "This will help you warm up. How about I make you some hot cocoa later? The kind with lots of marshmallows." Lily just stared, stunned. The venom and hate in her eyes were melting away, replaced by a flicker of light, as if a long-lost memory was stirring. "A...Aurora...?" Her voice was no longer a terrifying shriek, but the lost, hopeful whisper of a little girl.

She let out a guttural roar, her entire body thrashing, but the magic was too strong. Finally, her movements slowed, her eyelids drooping as the spell took hold. The shadows seeped into her skin, sapping her strength and pulling her into a deep, unnatural sleep. Damian stepped forward, his smirk never wavering as he watched her fall limp in the wizards’ grasp. “That’s better,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “Now, let’s get her ready. The real game is about to begin.” The wizards nodded, lifting her unconscious form as Damian turned on his heel, leading the way out of the dungeon. The sound of their footsteps echoed behind him, a haunting rhythm that promised chaos to come.

~~~ The next morning, ALEXA'S POV I woke up in the morning and tried to stretch my stiff body but hissed in pain. My whole body ached as I felt sore all over, and then memories of yesterday's events came rushing into my mind. Morgan, that bastard; he was the one who did this to me. “You are finally awake,” said the perpetrator, who seemed to be in good spirits and was smiling gently at me. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him. If looks could kill, I'm sure he'd be dead now with how my eyes were glaring daggers at him.

She stared at him finally,"I will find a doctor who will cure you" He smiled sadly at her."it's not possible. I can't be cured. Doctor says that if I'm lucky as the years goes by, the remnant of the drug will excrete from my system. They can only give me hope with the assurance of time" "I don't care what the doctors did. You can be cured. I will talk to my aunt. Aunt Chloe, she's a doctor. She studied at India" Harry's heart warmed and settled at her words. He cupped her cheek,"thanks for this, Bethel. Thanks for just being here for me. Thanks for believing me. Thanks for wanting to cure me. Thanks for everything".

~FLASHBACK AUTHOR'S POV “ Sit still, Harry! ” Sia grunted for the nth time to Harry, who was moving his hand too much and was whining like a baby. Sia had hardly managed to convince him to come to her apartment and let her tend to his wound. He being Harry, had almost ate her brains out just to get inside her apartment. Now here these two were, in the apartment engaged in a cold war.

“You don’t know what you have done, you fools!” “Sure,” Tony replied to Meguitte, ignoring the prisoners. “Won’t be long.” “How is Harry?” She asked him, and he paused, catching hold of the doorframe. He shrugged, a muscle twisting in the corner of his jaw. “Still feeding the corpse blood, as if they think it will do something,” he said grimly. “There’s no sign of change, though Harry swears the hand-wound is looking better. Won’t let us look though. Won’t let anyone beyond the doorway, not even the ancients who come to donate. Harry will drink from them, and then feed the corpse themselves.”

Jason had offered the Mad One a chair, but the latter had knowingly ignored him and remained standing, his eyes riveted on Harry. Seeing that Alpha Black remained motionless, the healer pulled out a metal stool and sat beside his pack leader. He hadn't done so to rest but to be able to keep a hand over Harry's face to enhance the red wolf's recovery capabilities. He knew it was only a matter of minutes now. He was making sure that his Alpha would be fit enough to tolerate his intrusion into his mind. Indeed, Harry's face had brightened, and the deep circles under his eyes were gradually disappearing.

Grainne called out happily, then told Carwyn to go get the doctor. Carwyn did not dare to delay and immediately called the doctor. The doctor quickly ran over, gave Harry a thorough check, then told them Harry had no problem anymore, just need to rest for a while and he will be fine. Carwyn and Grainne were overjoyed, but still hesitant about telling the boy the good news. "Mom, Uncle Levi, what are you two laughing at?" Harry wondered, looking at his mother and Uncle Levi, who were all grinning, wondering what made them so happy. Grainne got out of the hospital bed, walked slowly to Harry's side, took his hand and said softly, "Harry, I want to tell you some good news now, do you want to he

“Uncle,” Vidhant shouts when he saw him fainting again, because of weakness and blood loss. Seb came in his senses after hearing Vidhant’s shout and ran towards Harry whose eyes were closing. Suddenly Thomas came inside with a team of doctors behind him. He knew it very well that Harry will surely need medical help, so he already arranged the team for him. Doctors helped Harry to lay down in the nearby room and starts treating him again. Vidhant and Sebastian were standing quietly, as they don’t have any words to say.