It took a lot of effort for Hagrid to explain to the Bartons the so-called world of magic, wands and broomsticks. It's a tough job. Because during this time, Kozmo planned to use the phone several times to ask for help from the London city management.

Also, after living for decades, you will be frightened when you suddenly see a species that does not match the world at all. However, this little problem was solved when Hagrid used a pink umbrella, according to his wand, to clean the living room with a broomstick, and Brandy's mother almost instantly agreed to Brandi's enrollment and privately demanded that Brandi study hard.

"My dear son! You must learn magic well, and when you come back in the future, Mom and I will never have to do housework again~"

My future is destined to be a nanny at home......

After enlisting the consent of Kozmo and Shirley, Hagrid decided to take Brandi to a magical place called Diagon Alley the next day. The reason why my parents didn't go was mainly because the door of the house was broken and they had to find someone to fix it......

Early the next morning, Hagrid arrived at Brandy's house as promised......

Brandi was taken away by a creature dressed like a giant mole!

Walking down the street, Hagrid, who is twice as tall as an ordinary person, obviously has a very high rate of turning heads, but he himself completely ignores this, only to see that he keeps pointing at those commonly used electrical items, looking disdainful. For example, traffic lights and sidewalks...... "Aha, look at this, Muggles always use their little cleverness for these crooked ways." ”

But Hagrid didn't know how to lower his voice, so that along the way, Brandi seemed to have experienced a shameful play, and the whole person was about to get into Hagrid's coat.

However, in the process of losing face, he learned some knowledge of the wizarding world from Hagrid's words. For example, Muggles who don't know the existence of magic and Squibs who are born into wizarding families but have no talent for magic......

"Hagrid, can I really get involved with magic? I mean, what if I don't have the talent? ”

"Ha, you don't have to worry about this kind of thing, although I don't know exactly what Hogwarts is using as the basis for having magical talent, but since Hogwarts has chosen you, it has already proved that your magical talent exists, at least you won't be rejected by the school because you are not talented enough. By the way, the letter sent to you should contain a list of materials required by the school, did you bring it? Hagrid said, rubbing his messy beard.

Brandi patted his chest pocket and gestured, "By the way, Hagrid, does the wizard use sterlings like us?" ”

"Well, no," Hagrid fumbled into his coat pocket. "We have our own monetary system, and of course, there is no such thing as paper money. Would you like me to show you some? ”

He began to pull out a handful of miscellaneous things. Brandi could only recognize ...... A key, a dirty handkerchief and ...... A black ball that looks like seven or eight cockroaches stacked on top of each other?

it! Brandi, who was deeply hit, almost wanted to turn around and run wildly at the speed of the 100-meter sprint. As a result, Hagrid, who reacted quickly, grabbed the collar with one hand, and the whole person was lifted.

"Hagrid! I really didn't know you had a habit of using cockroach dumplings as hard currency. He said to Hagrid, with a sad face and half hanging in the air.

"I think you're probably mistaken! Brandi, don't be so surprised! Behind him, Hagrid explained to Brandy, ignoring the puzzled and frightened looks of the pedestrians on the side of the road. This thing is actually Duke Honey's latest candy, though it looks like, uh, a little flawed. But Professor Dumbledore was a fond of food, and he gave it to me the last time I met him. ”

He said hurriedly, and in order to prove the truth of his words, he also threw the gooey disgusting thing into his mouth in public.

Burst! Brandi vomited almost as much as the passerby next to him.

(chewing) ...... But the taste is still very good, and the texture is very chewy (chewy), and honestly, I prefer the chicken flavor to chocolate......"

Hagrid...... Let's eat and eat, don't comment. Brandi resisted the churning desire to vomit, and immediately equated the 'Duke of Honey' in the wizarding world with the 'Honey Duke' that he had never been exposed to before, and the 'all kinds of single product specialty stores that specialize in satisfying the desires of hard-tasted and perverted gentlemen'.

After a farce, after a long rummaging, Hagrid finally found a clue from the fourth inner pocket on the left side of the third layer of his coat, and pulled out a few oddly shaped coins.

"Golden Galleons, Silver Sicos and Bronze Naths, 17 Sicos equals one Galleon, and 29 Nats equals one Sico, it's very simple. You buy all the things on the list, and add all the miscellaneous things, fifty Galleons may be enough. ”

(Damn, what a conversion unit, not even an integer, it's so simple!) Brandi sneered in his heart.

"But Hagrid, I don't have wizard currency, how can I buy the materials required by the school."

"Ah~ about this... Just come along! ”

Hagrid dragged Brandi through the crowds, past bookstores, music shops, hamburger shops, and movie theaters, and walked streets that no matter how you looked at them, they couldn't get anything to do with magic. Finally, when Brandi began to doubt the authenticity of the magic, they walked to the place.

"That's it." Hagrid said, walking across the street, where there was a dusty storefront, sandwiched between a red-lit barbershop and a small inn in broad daylight, with a very narrow door that felt like it was incomparably cramped.

"The Leaky Cauldron Bar, a very famous place."

In fact, Brandy has been in London for so long, and he knows every shop on this street (at least the barbershop knows it very well~), but this tavern seems to be the first time he has seen it.

Strangely, none of the people who came and went around kept their eyes on the tavern, as if they were ......

"It's like it doesn't exist, does it?" Hagrid seemed to guess what Brandy was thinking, and said with a smile. "The tavern has been spelled, and if you don't know it exists, you can't see it." With that, he gently scared Brandi's shoulder and took the lead and walked in.

Inside the tavern, as a famous place, it is really not worthy of its name, it is dim and shabby. Several elderly women sat in the corner, drinking small glasses of sherry, and one of them was smoking a long tube, purple smoke filling the tavern, but there was no pungent smell of smoke, and it was not known what was in the cigarette stick. A young man in a tall hat was chatting with an old bartender. The top of the old bartender's head was bare, like a swollen walnut. Brandi also spotted an elderly menopausal woman wearing what looks like a wizard hat from the movie fiddling with a crystal ball full of cracks. Three cloaked men and women were playing a strange kind of cards together, and the cards on the table could actually jump up and dance on their own when they passed by!

"Wow! That's pretty cool! Brandi stepped forward curiously and couldn't help but scream. The cloaked men were apparently enthusiastic, and planned to pull Brandy along to make a few games of what was called the Gwent card, but they were quickly stopped by Hagrid.

"Yo, Hagrid! The old way? As he passed by the bar, the bartender, who was obviously familiar with Hagrid, smiled and picked up his glass.

"No, Tom, not yet, I'll smash this guy to Diagon Alley in a minute.

"This is this year's freshman, right?" The old bartender tried to put on a kind expression and came over, and his old face like a walnut looked unusually funny.

"Hello Mr. Tom, I'm Brandi, Brandi Barton." Brandi had to bow politely to hide the twitching corners of his mouth.

"Oh! The young man is very polite, just rely on this, and I will give you a 20% discount in my store in the future! Tom smiled and gave Brandi what looked like a membership card, promising that if he showed the card, he could enjoy a 20% discount on accommodation at Leaky Cauldron Bars across the UK.

"Huh? Forehead...... Well, thank you for ......"

Luckily, Hagrid was able to dispel Tom's desire to continue chatting, as Brandi's stomach cramped a little in order to keep his laughter from laughing......

"We've got to keep going—there's still a lot to buy, Brandy, come with me."

In the courtyard outside the bar, Hagrid pulled out his wand, or rather the pink umbrella...... This made Brando feel a little frightened, wands come in a variety of shapes?

My wand doesn't look like this......

"Three blocks up...... Move three blocks laterally......" he muttered quietly, "yes, stand back, Brandy." He struck the wall three times with the tip of his umbrella.

The brick he touched began to vibrate—the middle squirmed violently, and a small hole appeared—growing larger and larger—and a second later an arch large enough for Hagrid to pass through was placed in front of them. This arch leads to a cobblestone street that zigzags forward until it is out of sight.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley!"

"Wow........................"

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You can never imagine the excitement of a real-world kid at the sight of a magical street, Brandi can't control his eyes right now, he sweeps the windows with strange things, listens to the chirping of the dimly lit pet store, stands in front of the broomstick store like he has taken root, and refuses to move, if it weren't for the fact that he can't do anything about Hagrid, who is trying to pull him away, Brandi can get out on the spot.

"Hmm...... You can take your time later, and for now, follow me to withdraw the money first. Hagrid said it righteously, but the twinkle in his eyes and the twitching Adam's apple made it clear that he simply wanted to get the formalities done and go to the tavern to buy a drink.

They first arrived at Gringotts, the wizard's bank, and as Hagrid helped him exchange pounds for wizard currency, Brandi stared intently at the inhumane-looking goblin beside him—Hagrid said so, roughly weighing a diamond the size of a fist.

The wizarding world is really unscientific, and this diamond is going to be put in our ...... Brandi swallowed. I didn't dare to go down and open my mind.

Ten minutes later......

"It's your money, pretty much just right, as long as you don't spend it indiscriminately." Hagrid tossed Brandi a cloth bag, and Brandi looked at it, probably fifty Galleons and some change. "Now you can go buy what you need, I'll go to the tavern for two first, and find me at the tavern when I'm done." Hagrid patted Brandi the shoulder and winked at him.

………… Finally buying most of the materials, Brandi found that almost three hours had passed! It's all to blame for staying in the Blotted Bookstore for too long, no way, the magical knowledge in it really makes me linger. By the way, Brandi also bought himself a cat at the pet store, a silver-gray striped kitten, about three months old, which Brandi named "Yale". Yale obviously likes this name very much, every time he calls it, Yale will climb on Brandy's shoulder and meow, I have to say that the wizarding world is different, even cats are very intelligent......

"Next up...... Magic wand! "Yes, that's what Brandi is looking forward to the most.

This last shop is very small and dilapidated. It felt like a small storefront was shoehorned into the shops on either side, with peeling gold lettering on the door reading: "Ollivander, a fine wandmaker since 382 BC." "In the dusty window, there was only a wand on a faded purple mat.

The space was small, there was nothing but a chair, and behind the counter were thousands of rectangular boxes stacked up to the ceiling. A sense of solemnity arose, as if something mysterious existed in this small space, and Brandi didn't even dare to speak out loud.

"Good afternoon." A soft voice said. An old man appeared out of nowhere, staring straight at Brandy, exuding an awe-inspiring aura from his pale white pupils.

Brandi was startled, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and then immediately reacted to his faux pas, but fortunately, the old man seemed to have long been used to it.

"Are there new Hogwarts students this year? That's great! The old man's eyes didn't blink, and the silver moon-like eyes made people feel creepy.

"Which hand are you used to using a wand?"

"Probably the right hand." Brandi wasn't sure, but he was right-handed, so he was right-handed.

"Stretch out your arms, like this." He measured from Brandy's shoulders to the tips of his fingers, from his wrists to his elbows, from his shoulders to the ground, from his knees to his armpits, and from his entire head to his nostrils! After more than twenty minutes, he sighed as if he had finished.

"Huh............ It's really troublesome. ”

"Huh? Sir, did you just say? ”

"Ah, don't mind, don't mind, I deal with discerning clients a lot."

He left Brandy's side and walked over to the wand-filled shelf, pondering in earnest.

"Willow wood and unicorn hair? Isn't it a little too soft......"

Brandy watched in amazement as Mr. Ollivander stopped and walked between the "mountains" wands, and in a few moments he came over with a large number of wand boxes.

"The heartstrings of the pine and the dragon are very hard, give it a try." A black wooden stick lay across Brandy's face.

However, as soon as he got his hand, he was snatched back by Ollivander before he could swing it.

"The heartstrings of the yew and the dragon, twelve inches long, are very strong."

Brandi waved as if nothing had happened......

It's completely different from the plot that Brando had in mind! An hour and a half later............ Brandi thinks she's got in touch with almost every wood in nature that makes a wand!

Is it because I don't have enough talent to recognize me with these wands? Brandi was already slightly frustrated.

"Let me think about it." Ollivanders doesn't care that his customers are so picky, or rather... The more critical he is, the more energetic he becomes? He gave up the wands he had already tried. "That's right, that's right...... Maybe... You're just as ...... as they are."

He walked to the back shelf, the boxes covered in dust, apparently never opened.

"These wands are my usual experiments, of course, for experimental purposes, I didn't use any common materials at the time, well, maybe it shouldn't be considered a failure, I've always believed that there are no useless wands, just no one who can use them." He explains. "Let me think about ......"

Ollivanders carefully pulled a box from it, gently brushing the dust off it.

"Olive wood, a symbol of protection and wisdom, the core of the rod is... Not... I'm sorry, but I gave up on using magic materials to make wand cores on a whim, and I thought that a true magic master could do without that magic material to amplify his spell effect. The core of this wand is a small piece of what they call chalcedony that I brought back from the mysterious land of the East, and it's very... Hmm, warm and moist? It was the Oriental man who told me this, and he said that there was a strong vitality and tolerance in it. Although it seems to be a bit more useful overall... Well, it's a small hassle, but I can guarantee that the stability of this wand is definitely the best wand I've ever made, so give it a try. ”

Brandi took it in his hand, but he felt that the wand trembled slightly as if it were calling him, and a faint electric current came from his fingertips. His hand trembled, and he waved his wand subconsciously.

In an instant, a large golden mist of light poured out from the head of the wand, spiraling upward, swirling around the wand, and slowly, the golden light turned into a cute golden beast, it grew fat, with a glass-colored flame burning in its big round eyes, and two bulging small meat buns on its head, probably not growing up yet, so it did not grow horns. Brandy had never seen such a charming little thing, and it ran in front of Brandy, the glowing gold illuminating the dimly lit shop, and it took a long time for the vision to fade away.

"Merlin is on top! It's amazing, it's really amazing. "It wasn't until Mr. Ollivander wrapped his wand and handed it to Brandi that he looked so excited that he kept thinking about it." So that's it, I know! Ollivander can't make a failure! ”

"Sir, may I ask what's amazing?"

"As I said before, this wand is a failure, not because we can't release magic when we hold it, but because when we tested it, we regretted that using something like chalcedony as a wand core not only does not provide any convenience and bonus for spellcasting, but will draw a lot of magic from the wizard in the process of casting magic. This is too flawed for the fact that it can increase the success rate of a spell by a certain amount. At that time, according to our estimates, a wizard who could theoretically be recognized by this wand would have at least twice as much magic as an adult wizard. But it's incredible that you're just a kid to be recognized by this wand......"

By the time Brandi left the shop, he was still thinking about a quote from Mr. Ollivander from earlier, "So you might be someone special, too." Combined with his moon-like pupils, Brandi couldn't help but shudder.

The sun had already set, and Brandi and Hagrid began to rush back, satisfying his curiosity and being addicted to the wizarding world, not even paying attention to the strange stares of the pedestrians on the street (Brandi was carrying various oddly shaped packages, and a kitten was sleeping on the neckline on his chest)

When it was time to part, Hagrid pulled out an envelope, "Your ticket to Hogwarts," he said, "September 1st - King's Cross Station - Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, the details are all written on your train ticket, then goodbye school, Brandy." Of course, Brandi wasn't stupid, at least he asked clearly - how to get to the platform of nine and three-quarters......