Hogwarts Outsider Chapter 3: Diagon Alley

The next morning, Matthew woke up early.

In fact, he had barely had any rest the night before.

There are many things in my mind, about magic, about Hogwarts, about this world.

It was obvious that the world I was in was exactly the magical world where Harry Potter lived in my memory, but there were many differences from the world in my memory.

More importantly, according to Penelope Clearwater's description, as a Muggle-born underage wizard, he seems to have been firmly bound by the laws of this world, and there is no way to escape.

In this way, we can only take one step at a time.

While thinking, Matthew got up from the bed, and a little breakfast was placed on the old-fashioned wooden table: cereal, toast and grilled sausage.

After taking a few bites, although the taste is a bit weird, it's not impossible to swallow.

He already knew last night that the room he was in was in a bar in London... The Leaky Cauldron, room thirteenth.

A place well known in the wizarding world.

Probably Muggle-born, first-year Hogwarts freshmen will be arranged here?

"Mr. Wakefield, are you up yet?" Just after Matthew had just finished his breakfast, Penelope Clearwater's voice came from outside the door.

"Of course, I've finished breakfast." Matthew hurried over to open the door of the room.

"Then let's go now." The other party said with a smile: "As a freshman in Hogwarts, you still have a lot of things to buy."

While speaking, she stuffed a parchment list into Matthew's hand.

"No problem!" Matthew glanced at the list and stuffed it into his pocket.

Probably because it was very early, there were not many customers in the Leaky Cauldron.

Several old women were sitting in a corner drinking sherry from small glasses, one of them was smoking a long pipe; We are chatting.

"Good morning, Miss Shimizu." The bar owner glanced over and saw Penello and Matthew walking downstairs, and smiled at her, showing a mouthful of rotten teeth.

"Good morning, Mr. Abbott." Penello nodded politely towards him: "I'm taking the first-year students to Diagon Alley to buy the necessities for Hogwarts."

"I wish you all the best."

"Thank you."

In this way they walked across the bar of the Leaky Cauldron to a small walled patio. There is nothing here except some weeds.

"Remember this brick, Mr. Wakefield." Penello pulled out a small wooden stick—her wand from nowhere.

At the same time, she looked at the wall on the other side of the Leaky Cauldron: "From the bottom left, count down to 16 yuan, and then count up to 12 yuan... Remember not to make a mistake, otherwise you will be in trouble." There are pretty bad consequences.”

She tapped the brick three times with her wand.

The brick she knocked on shook and began to move. A small hole appeared in the middle, and the hole became bigger and bigger. After a while, an archway wide enough for two people to pass appeared in front of them. To a winding cobbled street with no end in sight.

"This is Diagon Alley, the largest wizarding commercial street in the entire UK!"

Matthew followed Penello and walked along the archway. As they entered, the archway gradually narrowed, and finally turned into the original solid wall.

……

Perhaps because of the early arrival, Diagon Alley was not as lively as Matthew had imagined.

There are few wizards and wizards on the side of the road, and they come and go in a hurry, and most of the shops are not yet open.

Seeing Matthew's eyes scanning the surrounding shops, Penello slightly misunderstood his thoughts:

"Don't worry about money, Mr. Wakefield, Hogwarts will cover the full cost of each student's seven years of schooling, especially Muggle-born students... Let's go to Olivan first. De's wand shop, buy a wand for you."

"Okay, according to your arrangement, Miss Clearwater." Matthew nodded obediently.

The two continued to walk along the alley, just as they passed a snow-white marble building towering above the surrounding shops.

"This is Gringotts, the Wizarding Bank." Penello introduced, "Of course you won't need it until you graduate from Hogwarts."

Matthew just glanced at the gorgeous bank, and then moved his gaze to a gloomy side road.

The fork in the road was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly; a crooked brass sign was hung at the fork, and at the same time, a big X was written on it.

"This is..." Matthew frowned, and walked over curiously.

I saw the name written on the sign: "Knockturn Alley".

"This road used to be 'Knockturn Alley'." Penello walked over and introduced: "Some extreme wizards haunted places. Many years ago, there were many shops selling extreme wizard items... But as early as ten years ago, this place was forcibly closed by the Ministry of Magic, and the owners of those shops were also imprisoned in wizarding prisons."

Looking at the dark fog in Knockturn Alley in broad daylight, Matthew couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Is Knockturn Alley closed——

Matthew turned around thinking, and then he seemed to bump into something... or rather, a person.

"I'm so sorry!" Matthew turned to ~IndoMTL.com~ and apologized.

At the same time, he also saw the true face of this person—an old man, skinny, wearing dirty pajamas, with gauze wrapped around his hands, and his shoes were old and out of shape, even the tops of the shoes were split. The whole body is in tatters, which is in sharp contrast to this neat street and the well-dressed witches and wizards.

"My lord, poor old Umbridge, I haven't eaten for a day..." The old man dressed as a beggar tremblingly held up a broken bowl with a chip: "A Knut... a Knut is enough That's it."

Matthew was stunned for a moment.

A copper coin was thrown into the beggar's bowl, and then Penelope pulled Matthew's clothes and motioned him to leave quickly.

"Thank you, beautiful lady... thank you, honorable sir..." It was only felt that the beggar bowed behind them.

"He is..." After walking a few steps away, Matthew asked in disbelief.

It's hard to imagine that in this world where magic exists, there will still be beggars begging because they have no money to eat!

"It's just a squib." Penello said flatly: "Just as children in the Muggle world have a very small chance of becoming wizards, children in the wizarding world also have a very small chance of becoming Muggles. It's just a squib... Don't worry about him, he is not the same as us."

"Why not send him to the Muggle world." Matthew couldn't help asking.

"Because they have learned too many secrets about the wizarding world since they were young, it is impossible to let them go." Penello simply replied: "Okay, we are here."

The store in front of you is small and shabby, but the gold-lettered signboard on the door is new, and it reads:

"Grigorovitch: Fine Wandmaking Since 473 BC."