Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 646: Return to Diagon Alley

"...'Muggle', yes, that's how it is called. About three hundred years ago, the magic circles of various countries signed an agreement called "International Secrets Law", and then wizards and ordinary people ——Muggles, the two are strictly distinguished... Oh, don’t worry too much, you will learn these things in school in the future."

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Maca and Alexander were walking on the way to Diagon Alley. While walking Maca, they talked to Alexander about some common sense about the magic world.

Of course, they were followed by Alexander's father.

In fact, the previous process of persuading Alexander's father is not easy. After all, this family has just lost a mother, and the child is only ten years old, so let him go to a suspicious "magic school" to study, I am afraid that any Muggle parent will not be relieved.

However, the magical surprise displayed by Maca has long been beyond Mr. Wolfe's cognition. Even a magician who appears on TV can't do such a magical thing, right?

You know, it's in his own house!

But in order to use his own eyes to verify whether there are so-called "wizards" in this world, Mr. Wolf still actively asked to go with them to the magic world to take a look. Maca was not surprised by this, because even if the other party didn't mention it, he would also raise it here.

"...So, the magic school is the same as an ordinary school, do you have to go to school every day?" For a child, going to school can be fun, but it can also be full of constraints.

Maca who walked a little ahead heard it and nodded casually.

"Maybe the answer will make you feel a little disappointed, but it is true." He said, "But you can rest assured that learning magic is a very interesting thing-I want you to promise, as long as you keep it Interest, it will give you all kinds of joy! For example, you can learn how to fly on a broomstick, and then fly in the air with other students to play ball-we call this kind of sport'Quidditch' ."

"Oh! So wizards can really fly on a broomstick? I really want to try it sooner..." Alexander has been completely attracted by the various novelties flowing from the mouth of Maca. Look. He might have forgotten his father who had been following him all the time.

But just as Maca was thinking this way, Alexander pursed his mouth, the excitement and anticipation on his face slowly dissipating in the afternoon sun.

"...You can even let people fly, why can't you let your mother come alive?"

Maka naturally heard Alexander's whisper. Not only him, but even Mr. Wolf, who was walking behind, apparently heard it, because his expression was also covered with gloom.

Maca thought for a while, but gently retracted the hand he was about to put on Alexander's shoulder. Because he knew that he had already said what he should have said, and sometimes, redundant explanations and comfort would only backfire.

"We're there." After another short walk on the streets of London, Maca finally stopped first and pointed to a place on the side of the road. "This is the Broken Cauldron Bar, Diagon Alley. One of the entrances is in the backyard of the bar-there is a commercial street with only wizards, we have to buy the school supplies you need there."

As Maca said, Alexander looked in the direction he was pointing, and as expected, there was an inconspicuous small bar. Although Mr. Wolfe at the back also turned his head over there, he just shifted his eyes suspiciously, and it was obvious that he had found nothing.

Maca took two steps back, bumped his arm abruptly, and then smiled at Mr. Wolfe who turned around.

"Like what I said to Alexander just now," he said, "the wizards took the initiative to stay away from ordinary people, so naturally, we will set up magic in this place so that you won’t see it... let’s see. ! You should be able to see it now."

"...oh!"

Mr. Wolf, who looked in the direction of the Broken Cauldron again, was surprised.

To be honest, Alexander's father is actually very tough. From the outside, it is not obvious that he is the kind of man who will lose his soul due to a severe blow. If you look at it this way, Alexander's appearance may be inherited from his father, but he is afraid that he is more inclined to the mother who had the courage to protect his loved ones during the explosion.

While Maca secretly thought to himself, he led Alexander to the narrow front door of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

This shabby bar is as it was yesterday, still cramped and dark. If you want Maca to talk about it, let's not mention the appearance on the outside, at least the inside should be more clean and brighter, right? Otherwise, whenever Muggle parents pass by here, this first impression is enough to lower their ratings of the wizarding world and wizards.

"Oh—isn’t this Mr. McLean? Why are you free today..." As soon as Maca walked in, a wizard with a bowler hat immediately caught a glimpse of him, "Oh, is it a freshman? You? Okay little guy!"

Maca vaguely remembers his name is Digo. The only characteristic of this guy is that he has a very loud voice. No, his voice attracted most of the eyes from the bar.

For a while, Maca couldn't do anything other than respond to their greetings one after another.

That's the case. With his current fame, let alone in the British magic world, even when he goes abroad, he will be recognized by some wizards who pay attention to current affairs. Once high-profile, his face can no longer be low-profile in the future.

"Okay, everyone..." Maca smiled, "Thank you for your kind invitation, but I am working today, I won't stay with you for a drink, I'm sorry, sorry--"

As he said, he hurriedly led Alexander and Mr. Wolf through the bar, and walked quickly to the back door. He breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the small patio in the backyard with no one.

"Sir, you seem to be famous here? I feel like they are...in..."

"... is flattering you."

The word Alexander wanted to say was added by his father.

"Alexander, I have to say that you have a keen sense," Maca shrugged. "What you say cheeky--yes, I have some achievements, you will know about it in the future. But don't Think of me so great, you know, most things in this world cannot be succeeded by one person alone. In my achievements, there are also many other people's help... many, many."

Maka couldn't help feeling a little when she said these words.

Actually, he has been trying to take those dangerous things to himself, but he hasn't done much after all. If he really does it, maybe everything now will be more perfect-even if he understands, there is no "perfection" in this world?

Standing in front of a certain wall of the patio, Maca threw a happy thought, and stretched out her hand in front of her eyes.

"Alexander, remember it clearly here," he said. "Starting from the gap in the brick, count three pieces up, then two pieces to the side, and then tap it three times with a magic wand-later I Will take you to buy a wand of your own."

After that, he clicked three points on the plain red brick with his finger. The next moment, the brick was retracted in a sudden, and the surrounding bricks also flipped aside, quickly revealing a large hole for people to pass through.

"Then...sir, what about your magic wand?" Alexander stared at the wall curiously and moved on his own, while asking what he cared most.

"Oh," Maca smiled, "because my wand is bigger—you know, sometimes it’s not so convenient if it’s too big."

As far as the reason is concerned, his answer is really a big truth, isn't it?

"Welcome to Diagon Alley!"

When Alexander was once again attracted by the strangely dressed wizards on the street, Maca promptly said what the professor responsible for bringing the new students over would almost certainly be said.

"The opposite is mainly the cauldron shop, the cauldron, the balance, and the small medicine bottle. You will need them-it is written on the list, remember?" Maca said so, but instead took the father and son. The two walked straight ahead, "But before that, we have to go to the Gringotts Wizarding Bank. The Wizarding Store does not charge pounds."

Diagon Alley is not big, so the shops are arranged very closely. Following Maca all the way, the various products with the characteristics of the magic world on both sides dazzled the father and son.

Until the fork in the road~IndoMTL.com~ The two people suddenly felt a moment of openness, because Gringotts finally came into their eyes.

To be honest, Gringotts is probably the most impressive place in Diagon Alley. This is a towering white building with two major gates of bronze and silver that have been polished gleamingly, and there are guards standing in front of the gates.

Yes, apart from the fact that the guard is a bit shorter, there is really nothing to fault.

"That's the fairies, in fact, they are not too different from us, just--"

On the street outside the bronze door, Maca was introducing the father and son, but suddenly heard a very familiar call from the lobby inside the door.

"Time is money, my friend!"

"Oh..." When Maca heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little bit dumbfounded at the original self. "By the way, I suggest you open an account here-the account opening fee is quite cheap, and the low deposit is even more important. There are no storage fees. In fact, those fairies would like everyone to deposit all their money in their vaults! Because they can watch it every day!"