Chapter 646 Revisiting Diagon Alley

...'Muggle', that's right, that's what it's called. About three hundred years ago, the magical circles of various countries signed an agreement called the International Statute of Secrecy, and then wizards and ordinary people - also It's Muggles, the two are strictly distinguished... oh, don't take it too seriously, you'll learn these things in school later on.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Maca was walking with Alexander on the way to Diagon Alley. While walking, Maca was talking to Alexander about some common sense about the magic world.

Of course, Alexander's father followed behind them.

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

However, the surprise of the magic shown by Maca has already surpassed Mr. Wolfe's cognition. Even if it is a magician who appears on TV, it is impossible to do such a miraculous thing, right?

You know, it was in his own home!

But in order to use his own eyes to verify whether there are so-called wizards in this world, Mr. Wolfe still volunteered to go to the magic world with them to have a look. Maca was not surprised by this, because even if the other party didn't mention it, he would still bring it up.

...So, is a magic school the same as a normal school, with classes every day? For a child, going to school can be full of fun, but it can also be full of constraints.

Maca, who was walking a little ahead, nodded casually after hearing it.

Perhaps the answer will disappoint you a little, but it is, he said. But rest assured, learning magic is a very interesting thing-I promise you, as long as you maintain an interest in it, it will 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 sport 'Quidditch'.

Oh! So wizards can really fly on a broomstick? I really want to try it soon... Alexander has been completely attracted by the various novelties flowing from Maca's mouth, look at him , Maybe even the father who has been following behind has been forgotten.

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

...You can even make people fly, why can't you make your mother come back to life?

This whisper of Alexander,

Maca naturally heard it. Not only him, but even Mr. Wolf who was walking behind obviously heard it, because his expression was also covered with a layer of gloom.

Maca thought for a while, but gently withdrew the hand he was about to put on Alexander's shoulder. Because he knows that what he should say has already been said, and sometimes, redundant explanations and comforts will only be counterproductive.

We've arrived. After walking for a short distance on the streets of London, Maca finally stopped first, and pointed to somewhere on the side of the road, This is the Leaky Cauldron, an entrance to Diagon Alley It's in the backyard of the pub - it's a wizarding high street, and we have to buy your school supplies there.

Following Maca's narration, Alexander looked in the direction he pointed, and as expected, there was a small and inconspicuous bar there. Although Mr. Wolf at the back also turned his head that way, but he just shifted his gaze suspiciously, obviously seeing nothing.

Maca took two steps back, touched his arm abruptly, and then smiled at Mr. Wolf who turned his head.

As I told Alexander just now, he said, wizards take the initiative to stay away from ordinary people, so naturally, we will set up magic in such places, so that you cannot see... Look again! You now Should be able to see it.

……Oh!

Mr. Wolf, who looked in the direction of the Leaky Cauldron again, was taken aback.

To be honest, Alexander's father actually looked very tough, and it was impossible to tell from his appearance that he was the kind of man who would 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 his heart is probably more biased towards the mother who bravely protected his loved ones during the explosion.

While Maca was thinking inwardly, he led Alexander to the narrow front door of the Leaky Cauldron.

This dilapidated bar is just like 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 decorated more cleanly and clearly, right? Otherwise, whenever Muggle parents pass by, this first impression is enough to lower their ratings on the wizarding world and wizards.

Oh—isn't this Mr. McLean? Why are you free today... As soon as Maca walked in, a certain wizard wearing a top hat caught a glimpse of him, Oh, are you a freshman? Hello, little guy!

Maca vaguely remembered that his name was Dige, and the only characteristic of this guy was that he had a particularly loud voice. No, his voice attracted most of the eyes in the bar.

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

It is true, based on his current fame, not to mention in the British magic world, even if he goes abroad, he will be recognized by some wizards who pay attention to current affairs. Once he made a high profile once, he couldn't keep a low profile on his face in the future.

Okay, everyone... Maca said with a smile, Thank you for your kind invitation, but today I am working, so I won't stay and have a drink with everyone, sorry, sorry—

As he spoke, he hurriedly led Alexander and Mr. Wolf through the bar and walked quickly to the back door. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he reached the small patio in the backyard where there was no one.

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

...I'm flattering you.

The word Alexander wanted to say was filled in by his father.

Alexander, I have to say that your senses are very keen, Maca shrugged, Speaking with a cheeky face—yes, I have some achievements, and you will naturally know in the future. But don't think about me You must know that most things in this world cannot be achieved by only one person. In my achievements, there are also many other people's help... many, many.

When saying these words, Maca couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

In fact, he has been trying to take all those dangerous things on himself, but he couldn't do it after all. If he really did it, maybe everything would be more perfect now - even if he also understands, how can there be any perfect in this world?

Standing in front of a certain wall of the patio, Maca put aside her thoughts and stretched out her hand in front of her eyes.

Alexander, remember clearly here, he said, start from the gap in this brick, count three blocks up, then count two blocks to the side, and then tap three times with your wand-I will bring You went to buy a wand of your own.

After all, he tapped three points on the ordinary red brick with his fingers. The next moment, the brick shrank in at once, and the surrounding bricks also turned sideways, revealing a large hole that could allow people to pass through.

Then... sir, where is your wand? Alexander stared at the wall curiously and asked what he was most concerned about.

Oh, Maca laughed, because I have a big wand—you know, sometimes it's not so convenient when it's too big.

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

Welcome to Diagon Alley!

When Alexander was attracted by the strangely dressed wizards on the street again, Maca said the words that the professor responsible for leading the freshmen would almost certainly say at the right time.

The one on the opposite side is mainly the crucible store. You will need them—the crucible, the balance, and the vial. Remember? Maca said, but instead took the father and son straight to the store. Go forward, But before that, we have to go to Gringotts Wizarding Bank. Wizarding shops don't accept pounds.

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

When they reached the fork in the road, they suddenly felt their eyes widen, because Gringotts finally walked into their eyes.

To be honest, Gringotts is probably the most magnificent place in Diagon Alley. This is a tall white building, it has two gates of bronze and silver that have been polished shiny, and there are guards with solemn faces standing in front of the gate.

Yes, apart from the fact that the guard was a little short, there was really nothing to criticize.

That's the goblins. In fact, they are not much different from us, that is—

On the street outside the bronze gate, Maca was introducing the father and son, but suddenly heard a very familiar shout from the hall inside the gate.

Time is money my friend!

Oh... Maka couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded at the original self when he heard this, By the way, I suggest you open an account here - the handling fee for opening an account is quite cheap, and there is no charge for low-value deposits. Custody fees. In fact, those goblins would love for everyone to put all the money in their vaults! Because then they can watch every day!