"You want a dragon?"

"When I was a kid, I thought so much about it - go this way. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

They arrived at the train station, and five minutes later there was a train to London.

Hagley, who didn't understand what the so-called Mag money was, gave Harry the money and asked him to buy a train ticket.

More people on the train looked at Hagley.

He alone occupied two seats, and was sitting weaving a pale yellow thing that looked like a circus tent.

"Is the letter still there, Harry?" Hagley asked, counting the stitches he had stitched.

Harry pulled the parchment envelope out of his pocket.

"Great!" "There's a slip in there that already lists what you need. ”

Harry opened the second page, which he hadn't noticed the night before, and read it: Hogwaccher School Uniform - First-year freshmen need:

1. Three sets of simple plain vestments (black);

2. A plain pointed hat (black), worn during the day;

3. A pair of safety defense gloves;

4.A winter cloak (black with silver lacing).

Please note: All students' clothing must be labeled with their name.

Books: All students are expected to have each of the books listed below.

The Standard of Spells (Volume 1) by Mirada Gousak, A History of Magic by Basilda Basaud, Principles of Magic by Adabert Wolflin, An Introductory Guide to Transfiguration for Beginners by Emeric Swich, A Thousand Magical Plants and Fungi by Philida Spall, Magic Diagrams and Magic Prescriptions by Arsenis Giger, Fantastic Beasts and How to Find Them by Newt Scamend, and The Power of Darkness - A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Chamberber.

Other utensils: a magic wand, a cauldron (ash product, size 2)

A set of glass or crystal bottles, a pair of telescopes, and a brass scale.

Students can also bring an owl, a cat or a toad.

Parents must note that first-year freshmen are not allowed to have their own broomsticks.

Wu Mo couldn't help but feel very interested when he listened to Harry Potter's words.

It's like what I experienced when I was in school.

It's just that they go to school to learn other than language, and here they learn magic.

"Can we buy all these things in London?" Harry was a little worried.

"As long as you know there's something out there." Hagley said.

Harry had never been to London before, and while Hagley seemed to know where to go, it was clear that he was not used to going there in such a very ordinary way.

He got stuck at the subway ticket counter and complained loudly about the small seats and the slow train.

"I really don't understand how these Mags live without magic." At the moment, he said, they were struggling to climb a broken elevator that led to a noisy street with many shops.

Hagley was so big that it was easy to squeeze through the crowd, and all Wu Mo and Harry had to do was follow Hagley.

They passed bookstores, music shops, hamburger shops, and movie theaters, but none of them seemed to sell a magic staff to Harry, it was just a very ordinary street packed with ordinary people.

Is it really possible for the piles of magic gold to be taken under this ground?

Is there really a shop that sells spell books and magic broomsticks?

This can't be a big joke that Doesley came up with, right?

Harry might have thought that if he hadn't known about Doesley's lack of humor, Harry couldn't help but believe him, despite the incredible amount of everything Hagley had told him.

"That's it." Hagley said, walking straight to a small station, "the leaky cauldron." A very famous place.

It's actually a small, dirty bar.

If Hagley hadn't pointed it out, Harry wouldn't have noticed it at all, and the hurried people didn't even look at the shop, their eyes slid from the big bookstore on one side of the street to the record store on the other, as if they couldn't see the "leaky cauldron" at all.

In fact, Harry had the strange feeling that only he and Hagley could see it, with the exception of the "little dragon" beside him, of course.

But before he could mention it, Hagley had dragged him in.

As a famous place, it is really dark and dilapidated inside.

Nine elderly women sit in the corner, drinking small glasses of sherry.

One of them was smoking a long tube of cigarettes, and a young man with a tall hat was chatting with the old bartender.

The top of the old bartender's head was bare, like a swollen walnut.

As soon as the two of them walked in, the hum of small talk immediately stopped, as if everyone recognized Hagley.

They waved and smiled at him, and the old bartender reached for a glass and said, "Is it the same as ever, Hagley?" ”

"No, Tom, I've got something to do." As he spoke, Hagley patted Harry on the shoulder with his large hand, causing his knees to bend.

"Oh God!" The bartender stared at Harry, "Is this-, is it-?" ”

The whole "leaky cauldron" suddenly fell silent.

"God forbid," the old bartender whispered, "Harry Potter!" What a joy! ”

He hurried out from behind the bar and rushed towards Harry, clutching his hand tightly with tears in his eyes.

"Welcome back, Harry Potter, welcome back!"

Harry didn't know what to say, everyone was watching him, and the old woman with the pipe was still smoking without realizing that the fire was out.

Hagley stood by and smiled.

After the sound of chairs scratching across the floor, Harry found himself shaking hands with everyone in the "leaky cauldron".

"Mr. Potter, my name is Lauris Crawford, and I can't believe I'm going to meet you here."

"It's such an honor, Mr. Potter, and I'm so proud to see you."

"I've been wanting to shake your hand - I'm a little at a loss."

"Mr. Potter, I am indescribably glad to see you, my name is Dedalas Diggle."

"I've seen you before!" When Dedalas Digger's hat fell out of excitement, Harry said, "You once bowed to me in a store. ”

"He remembers." Dedalas Diggle yelled at everyone, "Did you hear that? He remembers me! ”

Harry kept shaking hands with the men - Doris Crawford kept running back to shake hands a few more times.

A frail young man, looking nervous, walked towards this side with difficulty.

One of his eyes twitched.

"This is Professor Kulla, Harry," Hagley said, "Professor Kulla will be your teacher while you study at Hogwatcher. ”

(To be continued.) )