Chapter 2 Unfamiliar

The architectural pattern inside the store is completely different, and there is nothing similar to the 'Broken Cauldron Bar' in Kewen's memory.

In front of the surrounding walls, there are display racks full of things related to wizarding culture, robes, wands, various potion bottles, and skulls representing dark wizards and so on.

However, in Kewen's perception, everything does not have any magical aura.

The layout of other places is like a restaurant, the innermost bar, and some tables and chairs in the hall.

All the appliances look old, but Kewen can see at a glance that those things are modern imitations, and the old technology is not high-end.

Keep looking away.

Kewen looked at the guests who were communicating in the hall, but swept his eyes away in disappointment, because these were ordinary people without any magic power in their bodies.

Finally, he looked behind the bar and finally found a real wizard.

It was a middle-aged man, who seemed to be the owner of the store by looking at his clothes.

The other party is not the old Tom of 'The Leaky Cauldron', nor the owner of the next term - Iron Lady Hannah Abbott.

But Kewen didn't think about it any longer, and walked across the table and chairs to the front of the bar.

"Guest, what do you need?"

The shop owner smiled politely and said: "My shop is the most comprehensive shop in the UK with the most comprehensive wizard culture. Customers can find everything you want here, and they can also talk freely with their friends. You won't Received any strange look from the outside world."

Kewen was silent for a while, and then flicked his finger and flicked a gold Galleon to the other party.

Waiting for the shop owner to reach out his hand in the micro-lens to catch it accurately,

Cowen then whispered: "I need to go to Diagon Alley."

The shop owner was stunned again: "I'm sorry customer, what did you say?"

Kewen frowned slightly, stretched out his finger and pointed at the gold coin in the opponent's palm: "Jin Galleon, let me go to Diagon Alley for another convenience."

The shop owner's eyes were very different, as if he was looking at some mental patient.

After taking a look at Kewen's whole body, the shop owner looked at Kewen's demeanor again, and then he smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry customer, although I'm the boss, I don't know much about wizard culture, if you Want to know about uh... Diagon Alley?"

The store owner recalled for a moment and continued: "If you want to know about the legend of Diagon Alley, I can release a call for you."

While talking, the boss took out his touch-screen phone, clicked on a group chat, and said, "You can pay the membership fee to join our fellowship, and I will post a message for you in the group, looking for people who are also interested in the legend of Diagon Alley. colleagues."

Kewen was a little impatient, he pointed his finger at the shop owner, and instantly placed the Imperius Curse on him.

Although the shop owner is a wizard, he can't resist Cowen's magic at all.

The other party didn't even react before he was hit.

With a tired sigh, Kewen said again, "Take me to Diagon Alley."

"No... Diagon Alley..."

This answer made Kewen stunned. He immediately checked his spell and frowned even more when he found that there was no problem.

After thinking about it, Kewen asked again, "Where does the back door lead to?"

"Wizard... Street..."

"Tsk..." Kewen was a little depressed: "Have you changed your name? But it's impossible. Even if you change your name, you have to know that it used to be called Diagon Alley, right?"

After muttering, Kewen asked, "How many years is it now?"

"May 28, 2014."

"Ten years..."

Kewen felt very strange. He left in 1994. How could the world have changed so much after ten years?

Without thinking about it, Kewen immediately instructed the shop owner to take him to the back alley.

Soon, the two walked out of the back door.

Next, the store owner's actions made Kewen frown again.

Because the other party did not use the wand to knock the bricks, but used the wand to release a door-opening spell on the wall.

As the wall changed to a passage, Kewen shook his head without thinking too much, raised his hand and erased the store owner's memory in the past few minutes.

No longer concerned about the other party, Kewen stepped into the passage and entered the 'Diagonal Alley' in his memory.

However, the scene that made him stunned again appeared.

What I saw in front of my eyes was no longer the narrow alley of Diagon Alley, but a modern street.

Kewen kept moving forward in a daze. He watched the shops on both sides of the street, but did not find any familiar figures.

Until Cowen stopped at the door of the 'Olivander's Wand Shop', he was completely sluggish.

A completely unfamiliar storefront, the plaque above the store door only has the word 'wand shop'.

The interior of the store is bright and new, with a wide range of wands displayed in glass display cases.

There was no sign of Ollivander in the shop, nor was there any sign of Spilett.

Cowen felt very confused.

He didn't know how long he stood at the door of the store, and how many strange sights he received.

Until two wizards came around.

Two middle-aged wizards surrounded Kewen on the left and the right. They were holding wands, and they were ready to attack at any time.

"Young man, what are you doing here?"

The wizard on the right said coldly: "A face you haven't seen before, where do you come from?"

Cowen returned to his senses, and he looked at the two wizards left and right, and then barely controlled the friendliness in his tone: "I'm from... Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts?"

The wizard who asked the question was stunned for a moment. He looked at his companion, and after receiving a blank look in response, he couldn't help but continue to ask Cowen: "Where is Hogwarts? It sounds like a local to your accent, but I've never heard it. Said something about 'Hogwarts', so where is that? Where is it located?"

Kewen's heart kept sinking, and he forced a smile to save him: "What about Hogsmeade Village? Have you heard of it? Headmaster Albus Dumbledore!? Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!? Savior Harry Potter!? Professor McGonagall! Professor Snape! Or Voldemort!?"

Kewen's tone was a little anxious: "Please! No matter who it is! Have you heard of it!?"

"Young man! Calm down!"

The two wizards pointed their wands at the excited Cowen at the same time, and the other said, "Sorry young man, I have never heard of the people or places you are talking about."

Kewen took a deep breath, and after calming down, he asked in a dry voice, "Then may I ask... the School of Magic here in the UK is..."

"Flammel Academy." The wizard on the right replied.

"Ha... Flamel Academy..."

Ke Wen's body lost some strength, and he lowered his head and sighed: "I've never heard of it..."

However, in the next moment, a memory message suddenly popped into my mind.

After recalling it, Kewen was stunned again and completely sluggish.

"Young man!? Young man!?"

The call brought Cowen back to his senses, and the wizard on the right threatened Cowen with his wand: "Please come with us to be investigated, we are agents of the Ministry of Magic!"

With that said, the two wizards took out their credentials from their arms at the same time and showed them to Kewen.

"Ministry of Magic..."

Kewen showed a wry smile, and he shook his head slightly: "Well, the name of the Ministry of Magic has not changed..."

"Please don't make extra moves."

The wizard on the right solemnly warned: "Please follow us back to the Ministry of Magic for investigation!"

Kewen opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything, so he nodded weakly.

...

The world has England, there are wizards, and there are magic schools.

But in this world, there is no 'floo powder', no 'migration phantom', and no magic bus.

Walking out of Wizard Street, Kewen was pushed into a car by two wizards.

After driving for a while, Kewen finally couldn't help but ask: "Just drive to the Ministry of Magic? Isn't there a more convenient way? Teleportation, or magic props or something?"

The wizard who escorted Kewen in the back seat was a little surprised. After thinking about it, he responded, "Aren't you a wizard? Otherwise, why don't you even understand such a simple history of magic?"

"I'm a wizard." Kewen said helplessly: "A regular academic wizard, graduated from the 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry'... Forget it..."

Explaining that it was useless, Kewen turned and said: "Can you tell me about it? The history of magic? Shouldn't it be some confidential information?"

"That's not it."

The wizard in the back seat may have seen that Kewen is not in any danger, but has some mental problems, so he was idle and idle, and began to explain.

As he said, during the First World War a hundred years ago, an alchemist used the human body to forge it, and thus obtained the highest achievement item in alchemy, the "Sage's Stone".

However, it takes a lot of life to make the "Sage's Stone", so the alchemist was discovered, and he was hunted down by the entire magic world.

In the end, the alchemist lured many people to help him escape from the magic world with the immortality of the "Sage's Stone".

Among those people are wizards, magicians, alchemists, etc. They have taken away a lot of inheritance.

During the Second World War, practitioners from various countries also fought wars, and many inheritances were gradually and completely cut off.

Like the kind of magic that can distort space and teleport, it has long been lost.

Today, only on an overseas island, there are still inheritances taken by those who betrayed, but due to some special reasons, those inheritances cannot be recovered.

While listening, Kewen smiled bitterly in his heart.

He doesn't even need to induce more keywords, he can already determine what kind of world this is...

More than ten minutes later, Kewen was taken into a high-rise building, descended through the elevator, and entered the Ministry of Magic in this world.

After being searched by the guards, except for the few 'Golden Galleons' that he temporarily transferred from the 'Cube World', he was completely clean and had nothing on his body.

Subsequently, Kewen was locked in a guard room, waiting for someone to investigate.

He was the only one left in the room, Kewen immediately immersed himself in his mind, and asked the 'crossing cube' about what went wrong in this crossing...

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