"Count up to three—and two to the side—" Jon whispered, tapping his finger lightly on the brick three times.

There was no Diagon Alley gate as he had imagined, and the walls were unresponsive.

"What's going on?" Jon couldn't help frowning, remembering Hagrid in the original books, wasn't this how he opened the door to Diagon Alley?

"I'll try!" said Eric, leaning over and striking the brick three times in the same way.

Still nothing happens.

Jon suddenly remembered that Hagrid in the original book had knocked on the wall with his umbrella (wand...... But I haven't bought a wand yet!

Just as he was about to turn back, he went to call back Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, and ask him for help.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of leather boots on the floor...... Then, a middle-aged man with glasses, a briefcase, and a suit, humming the tune of "Nelson's Song" in his mouth, strode over.

"Dr. Granger?" shouted in surprise to Eric beside him.

"Oh God, Mr. Hart!" the middle-aged man lifted his glasses with an expression of disbelief, "I can actually see you here." ”

"I'm surprised, too!"

The two big men immediately greeted each other.

After a few pleasantries, the middle-aged man seemed to remember something, and then took out a small wooden stick from his briefcase.

Gently tapped the wall twice with a small stick...... The brick he had struck shook and began to move, and a small hole appeared in the middle, and the hole grew larger and larger, and in a short time a wide archway appeared in front of them, leading to a cobbled street that winded and had no end in sight.

"I suppose, Mr. Hart, you're also here in Diagon Alley, aren't you?" asked Dr. Granger.

"Diagon Alley, it seems to be. Eric smiled, "Doctor Granger, I didn't expect you to be a wizard. ”

Eric begins to introduce the middle-aged man to Jon:

Wendell Granger, a well-known dentist in London, has seen him a few times and helped him deal with a patient dispute, and the two are old friends and have a good relationship.

"Me, wizard?" Mr. Granger was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not a wizard, my daughter is a wizard, and I just got her wand!

"That's right!" Eric smiled and nodded, "This is my son Jon, who has been accepted into a wizardry school called 'Hogwarts'. ”

"Hello, little Mr. Hart!" Granger bent down and shook Jon's hand, then said to Erik, "My daughter is also a Hogwarts student, and she was accepted last year...... I sent her here today, and she needed to come here to buy a new robe and a few books, so she told me to go to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink, and then pick her up at Madame Morkin's robe shop at three o'clock. ”

As he spoke, Granger looked at his watch, "I think I have half an hour to show you around Diagon Alley first." ”

Then, the three of them walked into the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

Two adult men in suits, and a child in sportswear, shuttled among a group of wizards in black robes, which is indeed somewhat obvious and repeatedly eye-catching.

Mr. Granger seemed accustomed to such a gaze: "I guess wizards rarely come into contact with us, so it's strange to see us, they usually call us 'Muggles', which I don't think is a polite term......"

"Mr. Hart, I suggest you go to Gringotts, the wizards' bank, where you can exchange pounds sterling for 100 Galleons, the wizards' currency!" Granger, who was the "man who came over", began to introduce the father and son.

"100 Galleons?" Jon suddenly noticed something.

"That's right, it's a 5:1 ratio of pounds, but it's capped at 100 Galleons. Mr. Granger continued: "We're here, and there's Gringotts ahead!"

Led by Mr. Granger, they came to a snow-white building that towered above the surrounding shops, and by the gleaming bronze gate, stood a fairy dressed in a scarlet and gold uniform.

The elf was a head shorter than Jon, and wore a peculiar gown with pointed fingers exposed.

"Welcome, Mr. Sampark, are you probably going to your vault to withdraw money? Come in quickly, please ......" The elf's voice was rather high-pitched, as he greeted one of the wizards in front of Jon and them.

"Oh, two Muggles......" The elf's gaze shifted to Jon's and the group, with a look of disgust on their faces.

"This is Mr. Jon Hart, a freshman at Hogwarts, and he needs to exchange Muggle currency for some wizarding currency!" Mr. Granger whispered, as if he didn't see the goblin's expression.

"Go find Borg, he's in charge of this!" the goblin said coldly, "Go in and count the sixth counter on the left." ”

"Let's go!" Mr. Granger smiled helplessly at their father and son, "As I said, we are not really welcome here. ”

At the sixth counter on the left, there is a young-looking elf.

"Hello......" Eric cleared his throat.

"I look like I'm here for currency exchange...... the young fairy Borg didn't look up at all, "Just tell me my name......"

"Jon Hart!"

"Seems to be on the list...... goblin stretched out his finger and tapped lightly at the ledger in front of him, "Okay, no problem......"

Then, with two fingers, it handed over a money bag, as if it was afraid of soiling itself.

Eric took the money bag with a somewhat unpleasant face, and then pulled out a £500 bill from his pocket.

The goblin took the bill and threw it into his cupboard without even looking at it.

"Can I only exchange 100 Galleons?" Jon asked again, glancing at the elf.

"Yes, Mr. Hart!" the elf looked up and looked at Jon, his attitude seemed to be much better, "Actually, this money is sponsored by Hogwarts, and you can redeem the same amount from Year 1 to Year 7 at this time of year!"

With that, an ugly smile appeared on its face: "Do you think that Muggle stupid currency will be of any use to us?"

The goblins are right, it is easy for an adult wizard to get a large sum of Muggle currency, whether by illegal or legal means...... If the galleon and the pound can be exchanged at will, it may even have serious consequences.

......

The three of them walked out of Gringotts.

Mr. Granger looked at his watch, "I think it's almost half past three...... Mr. Hart, would you like to come with me to Mrs. Morkin's robes shop, and perhaps let my daughter and your son know each other in advance. ”

"I'm honored, Mr. Granger!" Jon said suddenly, with an innocent expression, "but it seems to be a little late now, and I want my father to buy robes and textbooks, and I myself to buy a wand...... I just heard a wizard say that it takes a long time to buy a proper wand......"

As he spoke, Jon smiled a little embarrassedly, "I think it won't be long before I can meet Miss Granger at school; ”

"It's fine. Mr. Granger nodded graciously, "Then you can go buy a wand, it will take a lot of time...... The wand's shop, I remember over there......"