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There was a ready-made wizard who demonstrated the existence of magic in person, and explained a lot of things, although Alan was very reluctant to believe it, but he had to believe it, and finally Owen got the opportunity to go to Hogwarts, and a thousand pounds of bill, enough for him and Professor McGonagall to go to Diagon Alley to buy their own study supplies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Little Mr. Stirling, I must tell you that Hogwarts is a prestigious school with a long history, and during your time at the school, you must strictly abide by the rules of the school, as well as some rules of the Ministry of Magic." Professor McGonagall led Owen into the streets of London, introducing him to Hogwarts and offering some warnings.

"What kind of rules?" Owen faced a guide who was not a half-giant, and hurriedly launched his own inquiry, although the world was set, but in addition to the plot, what is there, he has to explore it himself, and even the plot will change at any time.

"The most important thing is that wizards can't be exposed to the Muggle world." Professor McGonagall looked at the honest little imp and first issued her own warning that wizards must not be exposed to the Muggle world.

"What about my father?" Owen blinked, his daddy Alan knew, what would happen if he said it?

"Do you think anyone will believe him?" Professor McGonagall looked at Owen and couldn't help but smile twice, who would believe ordinary people when they said it? Only a wizard exposing himself is the most serious, but what wizard would risk such a foolish thing.

"Alright! I understand. Owen listened to McGonagall's words and couldn't help but nodded, there really doesn't seem to be such a fool in the world!

"Hmm." McGonagall looked at Owen, who was serious and said she understood, and wanted to laugh a little, but she still suppressed her smile and explained it to him.

"Next, I'll take you to Diagon Alley, where wizards trade and where we can buy the learning supplies you need."

"I'm looking forward to it." Owen listened to McGonagall's words and couldn't help but say, what the magical wizarding world would be like.

"Of course, I'm looking forward to it, it's already here, this is the Leaky Cauldron Bar." McGonagall looked at Owen who looked like a little adult, and felt more and more amused, and suddenly turned her head to look at a broken bar on the side of the street, and said, "Lead Owen" inside.

"Truth be told, Professor, minors are not allowed in bars, in the Muggle world." Owen followed behind Professor McGonagall and couldn't help but say that he wanted to see what McGonagall thought.

"That's the Muggle world, and this is the wizarding world." McGonagall's answer was rather dashing, we are wizards, not Muggles.

"Okay!" Owen listened to McGonagall's answer and couldn't help but nod his head, he was very satisfied with this answer, the wizard's magic, compared to the magic he had learned, one was more magical, and the other was more important than death.

"Alright, this is it, stand out a little." Professor McGonagall led Owen straight through the bar to an alley in the backyard, where there was a wall with a trash can next to it, and nothing else, Professor McGonagall told Owen to stand out of the way a bit, and then took out his wand.

"Honestly, Professor, shouldn't we go to the bank to withdraw money first? Wizards also take checks? Owen suddenly remembered that he didn't have any cash with him.

"Of course, although the wizarding world is independent of the Muggle world, the two also have communication, we have our own peaceful life, now you see, I will teach you the secret of entering Diagon Alley from here, only wizards can open here." McGonagall nodded, indicating that the wizarding world was able to use checks, and taught him how to open the gates of Diagon Alley.

"Look, count three bricks up from the brick on your chin, two more miles down, and three more times with your wand, and don't worry, you'll have your own wand." Professor McGonagall was much more attentive than Hagrid, and explained very clearly, pointing at the bricks on the wall with her wand, and after counting them, she tapped them three times, and the wall began to make a muffled noise, and the bricks seemed to come to life, and retreated a portal in all directions.

"So the bricks are knocked differently depending on the height? How does this work? Owen was slightly interested in McGonagall's explanation, and Rowling didn't write it.

"Yes, that's right, depending on the height, the bricks are also different, as for the principle, what is this?" McGonagall hadn't had time to welcome Owen to Diagon Alley, and when she heard his words, she couldn't help but nod her head, and at the same time hesitated a little, what is the principle?

"Principles are the universal or basic laws of nature, just as people have to eat and drink before they have the strength to act." Owen walked into Diagon Alley, looked at the pedestrians in robes and cloaks on the road, and the streets were full of medieval atmosphere, and couldn't help but say.

"Muggles always have their eyes on these boring things." McGonagall looked at Owen as he entered Diagon Alley, following his steps, her face a little strange, this kid seemed to look a little different, a little bit missing.

"That's not the case! In the midst of these boring things, they found a way to restart the Earth and built weapons. Owen listened to McGonagall's words and couldn't help but speak, and at the same time looked at all the strange magic gadgets on the street, brooms, crucibles, and quills, and turned his head to see that the wall portal leading to the Leaky Cauldron Bar was tightly closed.

"What?" McGonagall couldn't help but be slightly surprised when she heard this.

"Nuclear bombs! The explosion of two nuclear bombs took more than half a million lives and razed two cities. Owen's understatement made McGonagall's face suddenly turn into fear, and the Muggles actually created such a terrifying weapon from the principle of eating and drinking.

"Teacher, where are we going next?" Owen looked left and right, looking at the strange magic things, and couldn't help but itch in his heart, and turned his head to Professor McGonagall in surprise.

"Owen, you say that Muggles have found a way to make a nuclear bomb from the principle of eating and drinking?" McGonagall was a little terrified that Muggles had such intelligence.

"Well, not from the principle of eating and drinking, but from another principle." Owen looked at the startled and frightened professor, blinked, and corrected her statement.

"What principle?" McGonagall asked.

"I don't know, this kind of thing, how can a kid like me know about this." Owen spread his hands, he was not a master of physical chemistry, how could he know the principle of a nuclear bomb.

"Ugh!" McGonagall came back to her senses, looked at Owen, who was only a meter tall and nodded, and blinked, yes! How could a child know these things, which should be like profound, vicious black magic, and be forbidden.

"Professor, where are we going next?" Owen asked McGonagall as he watched the flow of people come and go.

"Oh, Gringotts." McGonagall came to her senses, she was a guide, and it was all there! (To be continued.) )