As soon as Kevin came out of the fireplace, he took out his wand and habitually cleaned himself up.

The fireplace exit is located in a coffee shop, and Kevin smells the strong aroma of coffee as soon as he comes out of the fireplace. The customers in the store didn't care that Kevin came out of the fireplace and continued to enjoy their time. Some people may be surprised by Kevin's youth, but at most, they just take a look at it and go on with their own business.

Kevin looked around, and when his eyes touched a gentle-looking middle-aged woman behind the bar in the store, the other person also smiled at Kevin, and then continued to wipe the coffee cup in front of him.

Kevin cleaned up and walked out of the coffee shop.

"Checkout!"

"Hello, sir. There was a punk and two punts. ”

What Kevin's hearing brought to him was the convenience of gathering information, no, he knew that the United States did not need Galleons and Nat.

When you open the storefront, you will be greeted by neat and clean streets and wizards coming and going. Unlike Diagon Alley, American Wizard Street is clean, with neat buildings and spacious streets, not as crowded as Diagon Alley, and the architecture is weird. Most of the wizards on the street wore civilian clothes similar to those of ordinary people, but there were also witches in heavy robes, but there were not so many.

Kevin walked down the street and walked around the shops at will, all of which were written on the signs, and there were signs indicating the way. Kevin compared Diagon Alley and felt that American wizards were more avant-garde than British wizards, and there were no signs in Diagon Alley. However, compared to Diagon Alley, Hank Street lacks that heavy magical atmosphere, and Hank Street's magic fluctuations are not as active as Diagon Alley.

Kevin walked down the street and looked at shops, strangely there were no wand shops in the United States, and Kevin wanted to buy a wand to study the differences between the American wand and the British one.

When I arrived at the front of a store called "Barnes & Noble", I walked in, and the doorbell rang accompanied by the greeting of the male clerk.

"Hello, what books do you need?"

Kevin looked at the smiling face, a little embarrassed, he just came to ask for directions, Kevin felt that the people who opened the bookstore were generally very gentle, so he came.

"Excuse me, I just wanted to ask, how do I get to the bank?" Kevin replied,

"Oh, tourists, huh?" the clerk replied to himself without waiting for Kevin's answer, "Follow this street, turn left, and you'll see 'Hank Bank'." ”

When Kevin got the answer he needed, he thanked the clerk and walked out of the store, then followed the instructions and walked to the bank.

At the end of that street found the bank, white in appearance, with a marble slab floor. Unlike Gringotts, there are no crooked stone pillars, and the whole looks like a large white box.

Kevin stepped forward and walked through the revolving door into the bank. The lit hall was not filled with goblins in Gringotts, but instead men in suits stood in places, guiding the guests. There are no goblins standing tall and dealing with all kinds of things, but small windows formed by pieces of transparent glass, and witches in professional attire sit behind the windows to receive guests.

Kevin picked a window where no one was and walked over, and the witch in the window smiled when she saw Kevin approaching.

"Hello, little sir, what kind of service do you need?"

"Hello, I need to exchange some currency. ”

The witch smiled and said, "What currency is it exchanged for?"

"Kim Gallon!" said Kevin,

"Okay, how much ...... do I need to exchange?"

In this way, Kevin, with the service of the smile of the United States, exchanged fifteen gold gallons for thirty punk and twenty punts.

Kevin exchanged the currency and immediately left the bank and went to the bookstore where he had just asked for directions.

Seeing Kevin go and return, the clerk didn't ask much, and still politely asked Kevin what he needed.

Kevin asks for some spellbooks and history books, as well as potions books. Kevin was taken to the corresponding bookshelf, and the clerk let Kevin pick and choose.

Seeing the tall stacks of books on the counter, the clerk was surprised for a moment, and then said with a smile,

"Sir is a horned water serpent!"

Kevin was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the account about the American magic school Ilvermorny.

The School of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was founded in the 17th century between 1620 and 1634. Ilvermorny is a school of witchcraft and wizardry built by Irish immigrant Aesop Sayre and her Muggle husband, James Stewart.

Following the Hogwarts model, the school created four houses, namely the Horned Serpent, the Cat and Panther, the Thunderbird, and the Goblin.

The horned water serpent represents the wisdom of witches and wizards and may have a preference for scholars.

The cat-leopard represents the body of a witch and wizard and may worship a warrior.

The Thunderbird represents the soul of witches and wizards, and the students are mostly adventurous.

It represents the hearts of witches and wizards, and most of the students are kind-hearted healers.

Kevin came back to his senses and smiled at the clerk,

"No, I'm a Ravenclaw!"

The clerk was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Oh, Hogwarts! ”

"Thank you!" Kevin politely thanked others for their compliments.

"Excuse me, where is your wand shop here?" asked Kevin, still not giving up on the idea of studying wands in the United States.

When the clerk heard this, he laughed.

"Sir, if you want a wand, maybe you'll have to transfer to Ilvermorny, there is no place to sell wands on Hank Street, our wands are distributed by the school. Speaking of Ilvermorny, the clerk looked in awe.

"Oh, that's a shame, I don't have the desire to transfer yet. Kevin laughed with rare humor.

Kevin paid twenty punks for the pile of books, and in front of the clerk, quickly shrunk the clerk with a wand and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Excellent magic!" the clerk praised,

"Thank you!"

Kevin packed up and asked, "Do you have a second-hand bookstore here?" Kevin knew that the knowledge in books was only rigid, and those second-hand books with the notes of his predecessors were treasures.

As a clerk in a bookstore, he obviously knew Kevin's intentions, and then generously pointed out Kevin's path.

Kevin walked out of the store with the clerk's farewell.