Sorcerer Supreme at Hogwarts (English Versión)-Chapter 102: "Brothers, Fevers, and Vaccines"

"Brothers, Fevers, and Vaccines"

"What are you doing here?" Stephen asked as he looked at Loki and Tony sitting in the Gryffindor common room, snacking with Harry while playing video games on the room's magical television.

"Playing," Tony replied casually, not taking his eyes off the screen as he mashed the buttons on his controller like crazy.

"I can see that. I'm asking why you're in the Gryffindor common room when you're a Ravenclaw and a Slytherin," Stephen said, annoyed.

"Hey, there's no rule saying students from other houses can't enter each other's common rooms," Tony replied calmly, while Loki and Harry were so focused that they seemed not to have heard.

"Haha! I won again, losers!" Tony laughed, mocking the frustrated Harry and Loki, who seemed to have teamed up to defeat him but still lost.

Meanwhile, Stephen approached a person sprawled on a couch in the corner, who appeared to be Wanda.

"What's wrong with you?" Stephen asked as he looked at his sister, lying face down and barely breathing.

"Hmm? Stephen... hi," Wanda said, struggling to lift her head and smiling at him.

Seeing her flushed face and weak body, Stephen quickly touched her forehead.

"You're burning up. You have a fever," he said, a little surprised. "I thought fools didn't get sick," he added mockingly, but seeing that Wanda didn't react, he just let it go.

"Why don't you go to the infirmary?" he asked, kneeling to speak to her gently.

"The medicine is disgusting," Wanda replied, making a face of disgust.

Sigh. "Come on, get up. It's better to take medicine than to keep having a fever," Stephen said, pulling her up from the couch.

"Nooo, I don't want to!" Wanda started whining like a spoiled child.

"Hurry up and get up, or the nurse will have to give you an injection if your fever gets worse," Stephen warned, making Wanda suddenly shudder, her face visibly filled with fear.

"Fine..." Wanda murmured sadly as she fixed her robe and hair before leaving the room.

"I'm taking Wanda to the infirmary. Do you guys want to come?" Stephen asked his younger brothers.

"Of course not, I don't want to catch it," Tony said, sounding like an idiot.

"I'll pass," Loki responded calmly.

Meanwhile, Harry continued fighting fiercely with his controller.

"Alright, walk," Stephen said, speaking to Wanda, who was staggering forward.

Upon stepping out of the portrait hole, Wanda suddenly stopped.

"Stephen," she said, standing still.

"What is it?" Stephen asked, looking at her.

"My feet hurt," Wanda said, leaving Stephen confused.

"So what? You still need to go to the infirmary. Let's go," Stephen said quickly.

"My feet hurt... Carry me," Wanda insisted, acting like a spoiled child again.

"What? Are you crazy? Come on, walk," Stephen said, frustrated.

"Stephen, carry me on your back. My feet hurt," Wanda pleaded, tears forming in her eyes.

Sigh. "Fine, don't cry," Stephen responded, annoyed, but still turned around and crouched so she could climb onto his back.

Happily, Wanda clung to Stephen's neck as he started walking.

As he silently carried Wanda on his back, some students saw them and greeted them, but upon noticing that she was sick, they let Stephen continue quickly toward the infirmary.

"Stephen," Wanda said, breaking the silence.

"What now?" Stephen spoke calmly, as this time, he had quite a bit of patience since his sister was sick.

"Thank you," Wanda said, leaving Stephen stunned for a second.

"Thank you for what?" Stephen asked as he kept walking.

"Thank you for being my brother. And thank you for not holding a grudge against me for your death being my fault," Wanda said, hiding her face in Stephen's back.

Hearing that, Stephen thought for a few seconds before speaking.

"To be honest, back then, when we fought for so long, there was another way to stop you. But even then, it would have caused me to die after a while. And when I realized you couldn't control yourself and were going to die, I thought I wouldn't mind dying a little earlier to accompany you. I couldn't let someone die alone in space. And I had already done everything I needed to do in my world, so I was useless there," Stephen said sincerely. "Luckily, we were reborn in this world. And, as if it were a joke, as twin siblings," he added with an ironic smile but without any resentment.

"Actually, I wished with all my heart that if another life existed, I would be reborn as your sister," Wanda said with a smile.

"Looks like you wished for it really hard because now we have way too many siblings," Stephen said, laughing.

"Stephen."

"What?"

"You're a good brother."

"That's true. But don't tell the others, or they'll get jealous," Stephen said with a calm smile.

"Even so, I'll keep annoying you," Wanda said, peeking her head from behind Stephen with a grin.

"Yeah, I know. And I'll return every hit," Stephen replied calmly.

After their conversation, Stephen kept walking through the hallways until they reached the infirmary.

"Hello, Poppy," Stephen said as he saw the nurse, who seemed to be giving medicine to some students that also looked feverish.

"Do you have a fever too?" she asked quickly as she approached.

"No, not me. My sister," Stephen said, pointing at Wanda, who had apparently fallen asleep at some point.

Poppy quickly gestured for him to lay her on one of the beds and assured him she would take care of her. She also recommended that he leave, as he might catch whatever was going around since it seemed like there was a flu spreading.

Stephen gave Wanda one last look as she slept peacefully before heading back to the Gryffindor common room.

The three idiots were still playing.

"Now that I think about it, did you two get all the magical shots and remedies?" Stephen asked, looking at Tony and Loki, who turned around, confused.

"What?" Tony asked, puzzled.

"Shots for what?" Loki asked.

"For example, do you have the Dragon Measles or Fire Fever vaccine?" Stephen asked again.

"No, never heard of them," Tony answered quickly.

"Me neither. Though in the Muggle side, they gave us the measles shot when we entered the orphanage," Loki said thoughtfully.

"Muggle diseases don't affect us. But magical diseases are nastier and more dangerous," Stephen explained.

"Looks like we'll have to take a trip to St. Mungo's," he said, standing up and sending a message to their grandparents.

"Do you have all your shots?" Loki asked Harry, who quickly nodded.

"Yeah, when my grandparents adopted me, they had me go through a medical check-up," Harry said. "By the way, the shots are really painful, and the potions are disgusting. I wouldn't want to go through that again," he quickly added, recalling his day at the hospital.

"I don't think it's that big of a deal to get vaccinated," Tony said casually.

"You're forgetting that the wizarding world seems to have medieval-level medical knowledge," Loki said, making Tony start to doubt if going to the hospital for shots was a good idea.

"If it gets too bad, we might have to bring our own syringes," Tony said, thinking about how hospitals were run in the Middle Ages.

If wizards had those kinds of traditions, it was more likely they'd end up worse off by going to a magical hospital.

Meanwhile, Harry was laughing, since what he had said earlier was a lie.

The vaccines were just like in the Muggle world, maybe even less painful thanks to anesthesia spells.

The only mildly annoying thing might have been the potions, but nothing more.

On the other hand, in the staff room, where they were having a meeting about the tournament, Perenelle glanced at her magical phone for a few seconds.

After reading the message, she quickly looked at Grindelwald.

"You didn't take your kids to get their magical vaccines?" she asked, frowning.

"Well, that would've been difficult, considering I was a prisoner and the guards couldn't leave their posts," Gellert defended himself.

Perenelle thought about it and realized he was right, so she didn't push the issue further and turned to Dumbledore.

"I'll take the twins to St. Mungo's this weekend to get vaccinated," she said quickly, to which Dumbledore easily agreed.

"Now, back to the matter at hand. So, the first trial will be with dragons?" Dumbledore asked, looking at the Ministry officials.

"That's right, Headmaster," one of the officials replied.

"What madness, putting students in front of a dragon," McGonagall said, angry.

"It's fine, Minerva. Some of the best wizards in the world will be among the staff, protecting the students. We even brought Moody," Dumbledore said to reassure her, gesturing to Perenelle, the heads of the other schools, and mentioning the former Auror who wasn't at the meeting.

"Moody worries me more," McGonagall said, but she let the meeting continue.

As they kept talking, Dumbledore had to create a barrier around the Goblet of Fire so underage students couldn't put their names in.

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But that was something they would later realize was completely pointless to worry about.

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This Chapter was meant to be a setup for a day at the hospital, but in the end, I scrapped it.

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