His plan is simple.
Find an opportunity to get close to Hagrid and take the opportunity to drop the magic stone.
The few months of wandering life after she was released from the orphanage allowed Tiera to develop proficient stealing and lock-picking skills.
Tiera was confident that as long as she could put her hand into Hagrid's leather coat pocket, he would be able to remove the magic stone without anyone noticing.
Hagrid is a half-giant who is kind, has a sense of justice, and is not defensive about others.
This gave him an exploitable point.
Tiera will inoculate plague worms into her body. The kind-hearted Hagrid will definitely not ignore Tiera's pain. With his half-giant height, he will definitely hold Tiera even if Tiera doesn't mention it. Go find a doctor.
And that was indeed the case. Hagrid picked him up without hesitation and went straight to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.
Because Tiera's hands and feet were cold, she would instinctively seek warmth, which gave him an excuse to put his hand into Hagrid's coat.
It took Hagrid twenty minutes to get from Diagon Alley to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.
Twenty minutes was enough for Tiera to change the magic stone ten times.
When they arrived at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, the real Philosopher's Stone had been put into the underwear pocket that Tiera had sewn by herself, but the only problem was that he could not 100% restore the package containing the Philosopher's Stone. .
So when Hagrid covered him with his coat, Tiera deliberately took out the fake magic stone package hidden in Hagrid's clothes, in order to use the magic stone to fall to cover up the difference between the magic stone package and the original one. The fact that there are minor differences in packaging.
After all, the magic stone was not originally wrapped very tightly. After it fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, it was very reasonable and logical that the paper wrapping it and the rope tied to it would shift slightly.
In order to cover up her fingerprints, Tiera smeared nine of her fingers with solid glue as early as this morning.
This is a technique he learned from Conan.
At that time, I just thought this method was very interesting, so I kept it in my mind.
I never thought that one day I would actually use it in another world.
Then he deliberately delayed the selection of pets in order to let Hagrid stay in the noisy and dim owl house for a while longer.
In this way, even if Dumbledore really discovered that the Philosopher's Stone had been switched, the first suspicion would be that other wizards used the environment of the Owl House to complete the theft, rather than suspecting a quasi-first-year wizard who had the plague and was about to die. .
The plan was perfect, but the only uncertainty was the anomaly of his choice of wand.
Tiera was not sure how important this anomaly was in Dumbledore's eyes, and whether it would cause Dumbledore to connect it with the theft of the Philosopher's Stone.
Now Tiera can only wait and see what happens. After putting the magic stone into this library, Tiera is not going to come in again before school starts.
He had to try his best to make sure that he looked like a normal first-year freshman this month, so as not to reveal any clues when Dumbledore really came to visit.
For stealing the Philosopher's Stone, Tiera didn't feel any guilt except for Hagrid.
Anyway, this magic stone will be destroyed after a year of being shelved at Hogwarts. It is better to intercept it and keep it for your own use.
I believe it will not have any impact on future plots.
If there is really any bad impact...
Natiera immediately packed up and left. He still had relatives in his motherland, so even if he lost all his money to buy a plane ticket, he would still be able to make it back quickly.
Tiera is very clear about his position. He is a powerless little person in the magic world. His only reliance is his knowledge of the future direction and the library.
If there are major, unpredictable changes in the future, he will definitely turn around and leave.
Although learning magic is fun, it is far less important than your own life.
Voldemort and his Death Eaters are a bunch of lunatics, and there is no telling when they will be blamed.
Tiera hid the magic stone in an obsidian box inside the drawer of the wooden table in the library.
This was the box that was originally used to place Merlin's half-finished product.
Then Tiera didn't stay for a second, recited the spell and returned to her bed.
Raven was placed on the first floor by him, so what happened here did not disturb any life.
After getting up the next morning, Tiera washed up and had breakfast, like a child who was coming out of the magical world for the first time, holding the spell book, the herb book and the potion book and started reading.
Although he is more confident than other young wizards of the same age, he is still a wild man who has not undergone formal study and training. He just used this month to preview the course and prepare for the basic learning in the future.
One month passed quickly.
Contrary to Harry's unhappiness, Tiera's life was fulfilling.
From time to time he performs magic tricks on the streets to earn a little extra money. Given his young appearance, people in London generally give him generous money, which is enough for him to eat for this month.
Tiera spent the rest of the time training Raven and studying first-year magic tutorials.
What Tiera was worried about did not happen. He had been very peaceful this month. He didn't know whether Dumbledore didn't notice that the Sorcerer's Stone had been dropped or he discovered it but didn't reveal it.
A month later, Tiera and Harry met at the entrance of King's Cross Station at ten o'clock as agreed.
Harry arrived a little early. After all, he was traveling to London with the Dursleys and he had no control over time.
"Tiera, do you know...where is platform nine and three-quarters?" Harry looked at the ticket package in his hand repeatedly. He and Tiera had already walked around the entire train station platform. , but still couldn’t find the platform nine and three-quarters written on the ticket package.
"I don't know." Tiera replied indifferently, looking at the time and the crowd around her, as if she wanted to find the red-haired Weasley family in the crowd.
"But we can wait here." Tiera said, "Today is the first day of school. There will definitely be other wizard children heading to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. We can just follow them then."
As soon as Tiera finished speaking, a group of people hurried past behind them.
"...Of course there are many Muggles here..." A high-pitched and urgent voice fell into the ears of Tiera and Harry at the same time.
Muggles!
Tiera and Harry were overjoyed. They turned around at the same time and saw that the speaker was a short, fat woman with curly blond hair. She looked very strong and spoke with a strong voice. She walked forward with long strides. Talk to the red-haired boy behind her again.
Among the four boys with fiery red hair, except for one who looked about the same age as Harry and Tiera and had a round, fat face, the other three of them were all pushing suitcases like Harry's - There was also a birdcage on top of their box, and there was an owl in the birdcage.
Harry and Tiera looked at each other and quickly pushed their cars towards the family who looked like wizards.
"Okay, what platform number is it?" the children's mother asked.
"Nine!" A little girl with fiery red hair held her mother's hand and said loudly in a high voice, "Mom, mom, I want to go too."
"You're too young, Ginny, now, stop talking. Percy, you go first."
The boy who looked to be the oldest walked towards the middle of the ninth and tenth platforms.
Harry stared at him intently, not even daring to blink for fear of missing something, but just as the child reached the junction of the ninth and tenth platforms, a large group of passengers suddenly swarmed in front of Harry, waiting for the last When a large rucksack moved away, the child was gone.
"Fred, it's your turn," the fat woman said.
"I'm not Fred, I'm George." The boy said, "To be honest, you said you are our mother, but why can't you recognize that I am George?"
"I'm sorry, George, dear."
"Just kidding, I'm Fred." The kid said and walked forward, while his twin brother urged him to hurry up behind him. He must have listened to him, because he was gone in the blink of an eye—but how did he do that?
At this time, the third brother, the round-faced little wizard who looked the youngest, also took steps towards the ticket gate...
"Excuse me, ma'am." Tiera took a step forward and said to the fat lady, "Are you going to platform nine and three-quarters? Harry and I went to Hogwarts for the first time. We don't know how. go."
"Oh, little cutie." The fat lady said, "Don't worry, my little Ron is also a new kid."
She pointed to the last and youngest son.
The child was thin and tall, but had a plump, round face that looked clumsy, a face full of freckles, big hands, big feet, and a long nose.
"But, what should..." Harry asked.
"How should we go?" Mrs. Weasley said understandingly, and Harry and Tiera nodded quickly.
"Don't worry," she said, "just walk straight towards the ticket gate between platforms nine and ten. Don't stop, don't be afraid, just follow the pillars, it's important. If you're nervous, Just trot away, um... let's go, Ron, you go first, set an example for these two little cuties."
After speaking, Mrs. Weasley patted Ron on the back.
"Oh, okay, okay." After Ron said that, he pushed Guess and ran all the way, staring at the ticket gate in front of him, speeding up his pace along the way, running faster and faster, while Tiera and Harry were closely following each other. Staring at the back of Ron's head.
Ron suddenly disappeared in front of the wall pillar, followed by Harry and Tiera who rushed in afterwards.
Through the brief darkness, Tiera came to a noisy and chaotic platform.
A dark red steam locomotive was parked next to a platform packed with passengers. A sign hung on the train read:
Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock
Tiera looked back and saw that the place where the ticket gate used to be was now a wrought iron archway with the words: Platform 99 and Three-Quarters.
