Wang Yong sat at the dining table and waited for Susan to finish breakfast before going out with him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since they don't live in the wizard's own community, or in the middle of nowhere, the two know a lot about public transport in London. The two took the subway to the Leaky Cauldron Bar next to Charing Cross.

It was a small, filthy pub that Muggles passing by would never pay attention to, and their eyes were only on a large bookstore on one side and a record store on the other.

Susan seemed to be here for the first time without being accompanied by an elder, and couldn't help but hold Wang Yong's hand tightly.

Several old ladies in the bar were drinking sherry in the corner with small glasses, and one of them was smoking a long cigarette pouch. A couple of country wizards who had come to buy were chatting with a barkeeper whose hair was almost stripped and looked like a shriveled walnut.

This is the first time Wang Yong has come here. He looked at the viewer carefully and nodded thoughtfully.

Susan leaned into Wang Yong's ear and said, "What are you looking at?" ”

Wang Yong shook his head. The two walked across the bar to a small walled patio on all sides. There was nothing but a garbage can and weeds.

Wang Yong said to Su Shan embarrassedly: "We seem to have forgotten something......

"Wand." Susan tilted her head helplessly.

"Miscalculated." Wang Yong thought. After all, I haven't been to the wizarding world in person, and many of the rules have been forgotten, which is somewhat embarrassing.

At this time, a bald man with dark red hair and a dark green robe walked in, and saw Wang Yong's eyebrows and eyes full of smiles: "Isn't this Little Bones and Little Wang?" Sneaking to Diagon Alley to play? ”

"Uncle Weasley, Aunt Bones asked us to come out, and Yong said he wanted to buy some books."

"Oh, I see. Speaking of which, you're about to go to school. He said as he counted the wall tiles on the top of the bin.

"Count three pieces up—and two more miles along—" he muttered.

"Alright, stand back, Yong, Susan." He tapped his wand on the wall three times.

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.

The archway behind them quickly narrowed, and suddenly it became the solid wall again.

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.

As Mr. Weasley walked, he talked to Wang Yong and Susan.

He and Wang Yong's parents and Susan's aunt are all colleagues.

"Wait a minute, come to my house to play, Ron, this kid's brothers are not at home, he himself is mischievous at home every day."

"Okay." Wang Yong nodded. Susan nodded as well, there were few peers around her, and she was still quite interested in children her age, and it would be good to have an extra playmate.

"Then wait for me at the Leaky Cauldron Bar."

Wang Yong and Susan nodded.

At this time, Wang Yong no longer bothered to talk to Mr. Weasley, and as they walked down the street, he looked all the way around, hoping to see everything through: all the shops, the objects in front of them, the people who shopped. A fat woman stood outside the drugstore, and as they passed, she shook her head and said, "Dragon's liver, seventeen cicos an ounce, they're crazy."

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.

Several boys of Wang Yong's age pressed the tip of their noses against the window panes, in which broomsticks were placed. "Look," Wang Yong heard a boy say, "it's a new type of light wheel 2000 -- the highest speed—" and some shops sold robes, some with binoculars and strange silverware that Wang Yong had ever 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...

Wang Yong watched all this dizzyingly, which made his worldview suffer a huge impact.

He took a deep breath of Diagon Alley air. Feeling this moment in the dazzling sun, there is no doubt that you have truly felt that you have arrived in the world of wizards.

It's true.

At this moment, Wang Yong couldn't help but burst into tears.

"What's wrong?" Susan poked Wang Yong and looked at his face curiously, "Didn't you say you wanted to buy a book?" Why are you crying? ”

"Nothing." Wang Yong wiped his tears: "I just thought that I haven't taken the money yet." ”

Wang Yong used such a lame excuse to fool the past. There is no way for people in the wizarding world to understand Wang Yong's current mood. It's like living in the Muggle world for decades, and suddenly one day you find out that you are a wizard and can go to the wizarding world to learn and use magic. That kind of emotion is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

They came to Gringotts, the most famous bank in the wizarding world, in front of a snow-white building that towered above the surrounding shops.

Next to the gleaming bronze gate, stood a goblin dressed in a scarlet and gold uniform, probably a head shorter than Wang Yong. He has a swarthy face with intelligence, a pointed beard, and his hands and feet are much longer than those of a normal human.

This was the first time Wang Yong had seen a xenomorph creature, and he couldn't help but stare at them for a while, but he didn't notice it.

It was Susan who pinched herself a little before she reacted.

However, the elf did not have a strange expression, after all, even in the wizarding world, for children, goblins are very rare creatures.

As they entered, the elf bowed to them. Then a second door appeared in front of them, silver, with the following inscriptions engraved on both doors:

Please come in, stranger,

But you have to be careful of what happens to insatiable greed,

Blindly taking,

Unearned

will be punished most severely,

So if you want to take a piece of wealth from our underground vaults that never belonged to you,

Thou hast been warned, O thief,

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

The corners of Wang Yong's mouth flashed a smile, if the real world develops normally, it is very likely that he will work in the bank, speaking of which, everyone is still a peer in another world.

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 bowed to guide them in and out.