At the end of the 20th century, the atmosphere of London was relatively peaceful, and the long period of prosperity in the Western world made the city clearly enter a golden age - the first taste of the White Left in the multicultural era of the 21st century, which can be said to be the best era in the West, the Chinese of the same era are still trying to create a better life, and the citizens of London have been able to sit and enjoy the centuries-old legacy of the British Empire's global plunder.

and the preferential benefits that the Soviet people fought for with their blood and lives.

Fifty years before them, before the Second World War, when the capitalists and the elite greedily monopolized the vast majority of the benefits of colonizing the world, even the workers and the bottom wanted to withhold the last penny, and after them, the financial crisis and the influx of refugees hit the values of multiculturalism, and the common values established by Western civilization were crumbling.

It was the best of times in Britain. On a cloudy day in London, Chen Ang held a black umbrella and walked in the foggy water, reached out and stopped a taxi, the car stopped to the right of Chen Ang, he put away the umbrella, got into the car and said in English with a slight foreign accent: "Go to London's Westminster district, Charing Cross!" ”

The driver was not surprised by Aang Chen's oriental face, did not do the stupid thing that the British committed 60 years ago, in the mummy world, the citizens of London, who had strong colonial sentiments at the time, had made a less correct statement about Aang, and what happened next was natural - after the resurrection of Immorton, almost all of London was slaughtered, it is difficult to say what role Aang Chen played in it.

Known for its antique shops and antique bookshops, Charing Cross is a popular place for visitors to the UK, but for Chan Aung it is the Leaky Cauldron Bar, an entrance to Diagon Alley, the most famous street in British magic, behind the brick wall in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

When Aang walked into the bar, the owner of the bar, a bald and toothless old man named Tom, was lucky enough to have the same name as the famous Lord Voldemort in the wizarding world, though he probably didn't think so.

Tom sat behind the bar, wiping his glass, and when he saw Aang enter, he stared at him with his eyes that were by no means friendly.

"You're a fresh face!"

Chen Ang knew that the British wizarding world was a closed small system, as the gatekeeper of Diagon Alley, Tom couldn't know everyone, Chen Ang's oriental face was naturally extremely eye-catching, and he was arranged to this place, Chen Ang didn't believe that he didn't have any other tasks, such as monitoring strangers entering and leaving Diagon Alley.

Chen Ang smiled very kindly and said in a low voice, "Maybe it's because I'm a foreigner!" ”

"Haha!" Tom, the owner of the bar, laughed loudly: "Yes, foreign wizards come to Diagon Alley to see when they come to the UK, but generally there are more wizards in Europe, and wizards in the East...... I haven't seen them in a while. ”

"So......" said Tom, looking up, "does the foreign gentleman know how to open the door?" ”

"Hmm!" Chen Ang thought for a while, so as to pretend that he was still a normal person: "Above the trash can...... Count three pieces up...... Count two more pieces horizontally? ”

Tom looked at the bar, where there were several wizards reading Transfiguration Today, and in the corner there was a raw liver-eating witch with a greasy face and pointed teeth, and a crazy-looking wizard smiling nervously.

From here, the wizarding world is not a place for good men and women, and wizards are not ordinary people who can do magic, in fact, from the perspective of Muggles, most of them are some crazy people and weirdos, but Chen Ang doesn't care, because they are not as crazy as themselves.

What is a witch who eats liver raw, when Chen Ang was doing human experiments, he took the time to experiment while using the knife, in the eyes of others, I am afraid that it will be more perverted!

"This place makes me feel like a fish in water, and I feel a sense of intimacy." Chen Ang chuckled, he tapped three times on one of the wall tiles with his black umbrella, although he didn't have a magic wand, but as an eight-series grand arcanist, even if it was an unfamiliar magic system, it was still easy to trigger a magic trigger device.

As the brick wall deformed, in the trembling and abnormal movement of the bricks, a small hole began to appear in that place, and then it grew larger and larger, and a gloomy archway appeared in front of Chen Ang, and the archway led to a small street paved with cobblestones.

As Chen Ang stepped onto Diagon Alley, the archway faded behind him, and the smell of the hawker began to be heard in his ears, it was a quaint street, the shops and streets on both sides were like the style of centuries ago, the crucibles, potions, and food sellers, the wizards came and went, and Chen Ang was ready to buy something here to prepare for the rest of the plan.

But first he had to go to the goblin-owned bank, Gringotts, and exchange pounds for some gold galleons.

Gringotts, located in the middle of Diagon Alley near the intersection with Tumbledown Lane, is a tall white marble building, and from the bronze gate, up the white marble staircase, you can see the famous verse on the silver gate:

Please come in, stranger, but watch out

What will happen to insatiable greed,

Blindly taking, not getting for nothing,

will be punished most severely,

So if you want to take it from our underground vault

A wealth that never belonged to you,

Thou hast received a warning, O thief,

Beware that it is not a treasure that is invited, but a bad retribution.

"The magic ...... of the goblin" Chen Ang read this text blessed with mysterious magic, feeling the extraordinary power contained in it, these few simple lines of poetry are much more clever than the magic at the door of Diagon Alley, and Chen Ang can read the complex magic aura in it: "There are traces of the school of prophecy...... The power of fate, the magic of the curse. This is the most secret curse of fate......"

"By the power of the contract, whoever enters through this gate will sign a contract with Gringotts, and anyone who tries to take a treasure that does not belong to him will be punished with bad retribution...... The evil curse here is more complicated, on the one hand, there are traces of prophetic magic, which can probably allow the goblin to divinate the cursed, in addition, there are some evil curses and bad luck that will be applied to the cursed, but the most complicated is the power of fate behind these superficial curses. ”

Chen Ang carefully dissected that trace of magic aura little by little, and with a wave of his hand, he stopped the prying eyes of this magic spell ingesting his real name, not that Chen Ang intended to steal anything from Gringotts, but that he didn't want to cause any trouble.

If he really let this spell take his real name, Chen Ang is sure that it will most likely not succeed, but it will trigger some alarms that Chen Ang does not want to see, if it succeeds - that is the big trouble, in the occult human name is magical, the imprint of the whole existence of a life, and Chen Ang's name contains unimaginable dangers.

It's a terrifying concept that spans countless multiverses.

Putting this real name on Gringotts' head can make the whole elf clan die.