Hello everyone and welcome back to chapter two of Grand Order.

Chapter 2: Recovery

It has been about a week since Zelretch took me from the hospital. My first time traveling through the Kaleidoscope was… weird. All the equipment that the hospital had put in me was gone, and from what I could feel the only thing I had on was my hospital gown. That made me afraid because the nurses had explained to me that the machines pumped medicine to me that helped dull the pain. As if noticing my rising panic Zelretch calmed me down saying that before we left he had grab some potions that the magic users of my world made, and wasn't that a reminder; I'm in a different world!

Still that didn't stop me from wincing and thinking about all that needed to be healed. I couldn't see, I couldn't walk right even if I wanted to, and there were numerous bruises still all over my body. I had asked Zelretch if he would be able to fix my eyes and leg but he had already looked and there was nothing from my world that could out right outright fix my injuries, dull them yes, speed up recovery yes, but not fix. When asked about if there was potions here that could helped me Zelretch said that there were no such potions but similar treatments that could be done.

It wouldn't have mattered even if I had gotten medical care when I was hurt though. The bleach had burned my eyes so severely that it was a miracle that the nerves still functioned. My leg on the other hand could be healed but it would take time and patience. Zelretch had mentioned a lot of technical stuff I didn't understand but at least I would be able to walk, even with a limp.

Sighing to myself I started trying to think about less depressing thoughts and about something cooler, like I'm in the future! It was amazing to hear from Zelretch that that I went from 1989 to 2010. After spending a couple of days here settling I started to overwhelm Zelretch with all the questions I was asking. My favorite was about where we were. Apparently Zelretch had brought me to a place called the Clock Tower which was the headquarters of the magical users, or magi, who are apart of an group called the Mage's Association. All of this was even in London, hidden way from normal people!

Though I wish he wouldn't have left this morning, apparently Zelretch went out talking to a few of his associations about what can be done to help me move around and see.

That has been one of his routines, going out and looking for something to help me. It always brought a smile to my face thinking about all the problems he was going through to help me.

Shaking my head and with nothing else to do I try to clear my mind and focus in on myself. By doing this I could tap into my magic, or Od, which was inside of every living thing. Zelretch explained that by doing this it would help me control my powers and understand the flow of my mana.

Any attempt though was immediately ended when I heard Zelretch and someone else, who sounded male.

"Why again did you bring me here Zelretch? You walk into my office, tell me to cancel any meeting I'm going to have and then proceed to drag me here."

"I wanted you to meet my apprentice of course. I thought that…"

"WAIT, you took on another apprentice. Was driving the last one insane not enough. Besides what does it matter to me that you've decided to drive another one insane."

"Ha, the last one just didn't like my idea of an April Fools prank."

"His family keeps sending letters to ME that he won't stop muttering something about ponies."

"As I said he couldn't take a joke, now really we should get back to the matter at hand. My new apprentice is… in a condition that requires some help."

"So you thought that bringing me would help? What makes you think that I would be able to do anything. I teach people, not doctor them."

"Well I don't need you so much as to heal him, I've got that taken care of. What I need is someone who will be able to teach him and that's you."

"You can't?"

"Well this is a bit more delicate."

"What did you steal a kid or something?

…

"Something like that."

"No."

"No?"

"As in I'm not going to teach the kid."

"Yes you are isn't that your job as a teacher, to educate people."

"I teach adults! Not little kids who can't be expected to stay still for more than five minutes. Anyway what about his parents surely they have to be looking for him."

"Fortunately you won't have to worry about parents or not staying still, though I don't think my apprentice would feel the same. Harry, that's my apprentice's name by the way, is an orphan and at the moment crippled."

"You stole a crippled orphan?"

"No, I went to a hospital and took him."

"... Do I have to explain what is wrong with that statement."

"Not at all I just wanted to see what face you would make. Now before our little eavesdropper becomes bored let's go meet him."

I don't need eyes to know my face is bright beat red. The door to my room opens and Zelretch and the unknown man come in.

"He doesn't look like anything."

"Dear Waver are you judging someone by how he looks." Unknown to Harry Zelretch grabs his chest in mock astonishment. "Do you not remember what a certain nineteen year old looked like."

"Don't call me dear again Zelretch."

"You're not refuting me!" Zelretch says in a singing voice.

The other man, Waver, makes a grunting noise before responding. "I've seen your apprentice Zelretch and have already told you I won't teach him, is there anything else you want."

"Oh I guarantee you will." Zelretch then proceeds to lean in and whisper something to Waver, not that Harry could see. Their whispering continued for ten minutes with glances being thrown at Harry's direction repeatedly. When the whispering stops Waver looks over at Harry.

"Boy what's your name!"

I flinch at the loud voice the man has, and stutter a reply back. "It's.. Pot..Potter."

"Say your name again without stuttering."

With a deep breath I reply, "Harry Potter sir."

"There if I'm going to be your teacher you are going to have to listen well and not stutter, understood."

Listen to the man's voice I do nothing but nod.

"Speak, unless your throat has been damaged I expect a reply."

"I understand sir."

"Good, my name is Waver Velvet and as of this moment I will be your teacher. Tomorrow I will quiz you to see what you know. How old are you anyway, six?"

"I'm almost eight my birthday is on July 31st." Thinking for a moment I ask out loud, "Zelretch you told me the year but what is the date?"

"It's June 2nd."

Turning to where I last heard my new teacher I spoke, "I was going to be eight in two weeks but not anymore."

"Zelretch did mention you're from a different reality." With that said Waver looks over at Zelretch then looks back at Harry. "Be ready for tomorrow, I have to teach classes and now you. I expect the best, good day."

With that Waver leaves the room and Zelretch looks back at Harry.

"There you go one problem down two more to go."

"Why do I need him to teach me? I thought as your apprentice you would take care of that."

"Well I could but it comes down to some scientific explanations you won't be able to understand."

"You're lazy?"

"Oh you do understand, good."

I do nothing but shake my head.

"Actually he is one of the best professor here at the Clock Tower and having him teach you will be great. So not only will you be taught by me, the best magician around this part of reality, but also by one of the greatest minds here on mundane and Thaumaturgy subjects."

"Thatamurgy?"

"Thaumaturgy, and ask Waver tomorrow he will explain it better than I."

"Then what do we do now?"

"Now you continue to rest. I wasn't only asking Waver to teach you today, I was asking him about anything that could help you."

"Really! What did he say!"

"Calm down there was nothing at the moment he or I could think of but we came up with some based on what we were discussing."

"What kind of ideas?"

"The kind where I make you a cyborg using extensive surgery."

"WHAT! No, no, no!"

"Calm down Harry." Chuckling for a few moments Zelretch goes quiet suddenly.

"Zelretch?"

"I just gave myself an idea."

"No making me a cyborg!"

"Are you sure? I could even find a world to make your hands cannons."

"I'm sure."

"Fine be like that then. Go get some sleep, Waver is strict and being tired won't help you, good night Harry."

"Good night."

With that Zelretch leaves closing the door to my room. Laying down though proved to be a lot harder. I couldn't keep my mind wandering from my new teacher to Zelretch finding me a way walk and see. For hours these were repeating in my head till I started to feel drowsy.

He better not make me a cyborg was my last thought as sleep claimed me.

Waking up later than five in the morning was a pleasant experience. The Dursleys never let me sleep in, always making me get up to start breakfast and chores. I had awoken around 10 in the morning and it was 11 when Zelretch walked in with breakfast.

"Say ahhh."

Did I mention that he loved to make it a game.

"I can feed myself. If you can't fix my eyes I should practice."

"Oh you wound me dear apprentice I'm just trying to make sure you don't overtax yourself."

"You're just trying to get me angry."

"I do love it that you already know me so well. Now Waver said he would be in around one, so is there anything you need before I leave."

"I need to use the bathroom."

I wish I could have seen his face at the moment.

While waiting for Waver I went back to trying and focusing on my mana flow but was having a hard time focusing. My thoughts kept going back to what Zelretch and Waver were discussing yesterday. The test particularly scared me. Doing too well at the Dursley's never was a good idea and with all the adults thinking I'm a troublemaker I never bothered to much in trying. What will Waver and Zelretch think when I fail miserably?

Thoughts like that continued to plague me up into the meeting with Waver, and I know this because he walked into my room with the only sound being the door opening and what sounded like a stack of paper being dropped.

"I need to know how you did in school, do not lie to me or I will walk out right now and Zelretch can find someone else to teach you."

Gulping I responded with, "I wasn't the best, my uncle and aunt didn't like it when I did better then their son so I didn't try my best."

Waver was silent for a bit before responding.

"Then when I'm done testing you, and if, I decide to further teach you I expect the very best from you. Do you understand."

"Yes sir."

"Good we will start from the beginning."

What followed was hours of answering question after question, only being interpreted to have a quick snack and a restroom break.

"Well I can tell you right now you're not a idiot." I smiled at this. "Don't think you out of the woods. Just because you did adequately doesn't mean you're perfect. Once Zelretch has solved you seeing problem we'll start immediately, understood."

"Yes sir."

"Good, do you have any questions?"

"Yes, yesterday Zelretch mentioned something called Thaumaturgy."

"Thaumaturgy is the…"

What followed was at least another hour of talking about the different parts of magecraft. How different aspects interacted with each other and whether it was as a compliment or detriment. It was around this time that Zelretch had finally come back from wherever he went.

"Harry and Waver my two favorite people, I bring good tidings." Looking at Harry he pulls out a box. "I've asked around and traveled a bit but I think I found something to help you walk and see. The hardest part was figuring out how to make the items and have the needed materials woven in. Adding the spells and runes was actually pretty easy to do once they were made."

My heart started to beat faster and faster and I felt like I was about to pass out. To walk and see; it's something greatly taken advantage of, it's something that until a little over a week ago I could do.

"Now nothing I found could truly fix your ailments, but I believe with practice you would be able to get around." Opening the box Zelretch pulls out a intricate brace and sunglasses.

"Why do you have sunglasses, I understand the brace but sunglasses?" Asked Waver.

With a giant smile Zelretch replies, "The sunglasses I managed to weave a few spells in. Using your worlds magic I was able to strengthen them and have a bunch of other cool abilities installed."

"What kind?" I asked, nothing else mattered at this time.

Winking Zelretch replies, " That would be telling, but it's nothing cool like laser beams. Though if you had agreed to my cyborg plan maybe that would have been possible."

"For the last time we are not making me a cyborg!"

Waver just raises an eyebrow at this outburst.

"Yes, anyway as I was saying to be able to make what is going to allow you to see the material it was going to be in needed to be strong enough to conduct the magic otherwise they just wouldn't work. That's the best outcome at least."

"What could have been the worst?"

"They work exactly for five seconds before exploding on your face."

…

"Are you sure these won't?"

"Of course I had these made out of good magic conducting material."

At this Waver takes a closer look at the glasses and his eye's widen. Noticing the look on Waver's face Zelretch nods in his direction.

"You were able to find mithril and used them to make glasses!"

"Only the best for my apprentice."

Looking at Harry Waver is silent for a few seconds before saying, "I don't know boy if you should be afraid or excited that he has taken this much interest in you. Using mithril to make glasses for someone that is crippled," Waver shakes his head, "I doubt I would have done this for you."

"Harry is glad that I took an interest, aren't you."

I nodded my head so quick at that statement it feels like I got whiplash.

Waver just shakes his head, "If he has spent that much amount of time to heal your sight then now I'm convinced that this isn't just a random phase."

"Can we please get back to the glasses, thank you. As I was saying these glasses won't fix your sight but looking into a few different realities both advanced in technology and magic I was able to apply a nifty spell." Picking them up Zelretch takes Harry's hand and sets the pair on it.

Almost as if they're made of the most fragile glass Harry slowly put them on his face.

"I'm sorry Harry but this is the best I could do."

The entire world around me was a mishmash of colours. There were reds, blues, greens, everything. The headache I was getting was worth it for every color helped represent a shape. I could easily tell the difference between real sight though. There were giant "blackouts" where I couldn't tell what was there, if there was something. The shapes I could see were also blobbed together. I could tell what was the bed, my legs, even a dresser across the room but it took concentration to be able to tell.

"Why are there giant black spots?"

"As I said they couldn't fix everything. Using a combination of spells and technology I was able to get the glasses to "scan" the room and map out the area. Unfortunately the technology wouldn't work alone, being exposed to the 2nd magic would scramble it's matrix, so I had to improvise with magic. That comes in by taking the ambient magic in the objects around you. This version will highlight object with magic for you, the blackout areas are objects that do not hold magic easily."

"Wouldn't that make me blind in areas without magic?"

"Somewhat, as long as there is magic and people with the ability for it traveling around there will be residue for you to "see" but it won't work as good as areas that are exposed to magic often."

I just nod, continuing to look around me.

"That's why I also got you this!" With that declaration Zelretch pulled out a giant wood cane from behind him."

"I thought because you would be blind in a lot of place this could help you move around, it could also help walk if your leg starts to hurt."

The cane looked pretty, it was a nice darkish red brown.

"Don't try to cast anything with it though, I just implanted some jewels on the top so it would have magic and you could see it."

"If I tried casting with it?"

"Boom!"

"Why does everything you give me explode if it doesn't work."

"Because where would be the fun if it just fizzled out."

Before I could say anything else Waver let out a grunt and stands up.

"While this has been enlightening I must be going. Harry now that you can get around remember what I said."

I nod and watch as he opens my door and leaves. When the door is fully closed I look back at Zelretch.

"What about the brace?"

"Ahh yes well it isn't as fancy. Just took some steel, reinforced it, and had some comforting charms added to it."

I frown at this

"What's wrong?"

"Waver never talked about all this magecraft when we were talking about magic, is this high level stuff?"

"No it's the magic from your world. That's actually where most of the materials came from or at least versions of your world. Anyway back to the brace. Watch closely as I strap it around you so can do it in the future."

There was not a single detail I missed as Zelretch strapped in the brace around my leg, this was everything to me.

"This won't do anything but lock your leg so it doesn't get jostled around when you move."

I can feel tears falling down my face, looking into the bright red face of Zelretch there are only two things I can say to the man who has done more for me than anyone has ever done.

"Thank you." I then grab onto him and start crying freely, for the first time I feel wanted and I love it.

I went through so many variations trying to make it flow right and I hope this one is good. Now if anyone is complaining about how he can "see" now or walk, remember that pretty much since Zelretch has asked to be his apprentice he has been searching for something to help. The leg brace is simply a brace made to help keep Harry's leg still so it doesn't bother him. The glasses I took a mix of elements from different stories and put them together in what I hope is an believable idea. Next chapter will be a time skip and the action will start to kick up. Feedback is appreciated.