"Uncle Snape, who is Harry Potter? Why do I feel so familiar with the name, and I have a strange indescribable feeling. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"It's just a slut, a waste that survives on others. I don't know if he will be as arrogant, proud, and like to cause trouble as his father. Hmph, I hope he doesn't fall into my hands, or he will suffer. ”

Walk through the bar and onto the walled patio on all sides. There was nothing here except a garbage can and some weeds.

Remember "three up, two horizontal," Snape said coldly, "three knocks, you're going to have to go to Diagon Alley before you can learn to apparition." ”

The brick that had been knocked in front of them 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 an archway appeared in front of them, large enough for two people to pass side by side, leading to a cobblestone street that winds and has no end in sight.

"Diagon Alley, everything you need can be bought here, mail order allowed. Seeing that Holly had no other questions to ask, the black figure continued his hurried steps. As they walked along the archway, they heard the sound of bricks shaking again, only to see the archway quickly narrow, and then back to the wall.

There are a lot of shops here, with clothes, binoculars, stationery, and many other unrecognizable things.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise nearby, followed by the sound of glass clanging, and Holly turned her head to see a young woman smashing a glass container, and the contents were now smoking in the street.

"Ah, damn it!," she exclaimed, apparently frustrated by herself.

Then she pulled out a thin stick and pointed at the mess, "Gone without a trace," she said, and the smoking liquid vanished. "Repair as before," and once again, the shard of glass flew back into a solid container, as if it had never been broken.

"Cleansing spells and repair spells, if you do well enough in my class, then you shouldn't use them, otherwise, you'd better remember them. Also, if you're going to say these mantras out loud after fifth grade, you'd better pray that you don't show up at my house. ”

Dazzling sunlight casts on a stack of pots outside the door of the nearest store. Above the pot hangs a large cauldron made of copper-brass-tin-plated silver, complete in models, automatically stirring, foldable.

"You need to buy one," said Snape, "but only if you're not as clumsy as the guy in front of you, otherwise, ten won't be enough." But the Diagon Alley post office would be happy to have a guy like that. ”

Snape walked over to the boy in front of him who had tripped over him, ignored him, and walked straight to the old woman next to him, who was watching all this helplessly.

"Mrs. Longbottom, you're here too..."

"Oh, Professor Snape, are you still teaching Potions this year, and I hope you don't bother Neville too much. ”

"I remember that Frank and Alice's potions were not bad (complaining, isn't potions a compulsory course for Aoluo), and I think their children won't be unable to understand my explanation. I still have something to do, so I won't delay your time. As he spoke, he squinted at the boy who was about to get up with his left hand pressed against his right hand.

"Holly, how long are you going to watch the excitement? Hearing this, Holly abandoned her plan to help the boy in the past, and trotted to follow the black cloak raised in front of her.

I wish I could have eight more eyes. The two of them, one black and one white, walked down the street, looking around and asking questions, hoping to figure everything out: all the shops, the objects in front of them, the people who shopped.

A low, soft whine came from a dark shop, and the sign in front of the door read: Bella Owl Store - Grey Owl, Horn Owl, Grass Owl, Brown Owl, Snow Owl. A couple of boys, who also looked to be eleven or twelve, pressed the tip of their noses against the window panes, in which broomsticks were placed. "Look," cried one of the boys, "it's a new type of broom with a light wheel 2000, the highest speed." ”

Some shops sold robes, others sold binoculars and strange silverware that Harry had never seen. Other windows are filled with baskets of bat spleens and eel eyes, and are piled with spellbooks, quills, rolls of parchment, medicine bottles, lunar globes...

"Gringotts. A voice wafted from ahead reminded Holly to stop. They came to a snow-white building that stood tall above the surrounding shops, and by the gleaming bronze gate, stood a figure in a scarlet and gold uniform.

"Leprechauns. ”

Snape whispered disdainfully as they walked up the white stone steps toward the man. The elf was about a head shorter than the average human, with an intelligent swarthy face, a pointed beard, and exceptionally long hands and feet. As they entered, the elf bowed to them.

Then a second door appeared before them, silver, and the following words were engraved on both of them: Enter, stranger, but beware of the fate of insatiable greed, and if you take it for nothing, you will be punished with the severest punishment, so if you want to take a treasure from our underground vaults that has never belonged to you, O thief, you have been warned, beware of the retribution that will not be rewarded.

Two elves bowed to them and led them into a tall marble hall. About a hundred or so elves sat on high stools behind a long row of counters, some weighing coins with copper scales, others examining gems with eyepieces, and hastily registering them in large ledgers. There were countless doors in the hall, leading to different places, and many elves pointed bows to attract people in and out of these doors. Snape walked to the side of himself to an idle elf.

"Severus Snape, Holly Lily Potter's guardian, brought Holly to fetch the money. ”

"Holly Lily Potter? I remember we don't have this account here. ”

"You'd better check it again, otherwise...", exuding a strong pressure.

"Sir, I will immediately arrange for someone to check it out, and before that, please sign this agreement for the transfer of the Princes' estate. ”

"That old ghost is dead?"

"Sir Prince, before you die, transfer all the assets of the Prince family to your name, including the knighthood. Sir Snape. Including the members of the International Confederation of Magic, the Wizarding Society-"

"Shut up, you'd better hurry up and check that account I said!!"

"Morning," an idle goblin next to him also came to business. "We're going to take some money from Mr. Harry Potter's vault. ”

"Do you have his key, sir?"

A very large man held up a small golden key. Extraordinarily incongruous. The elf looked at it carefully and nodded.

The big man pulled out another letter and whispered something in the elf's ear.

"Miss Holly Potter and Sir Snape - we've found Miss Holly Potter's vault records, and there's a will here that Miss Holly Potter needs to sign..."

"Did my parents give it to me?"